Wanda has been acting weird lately. Aside from Pietro, no one seems to notice. No one notices Wanda smiling more, being helpful. not hexing Todd, and not screaming at her twin that she hates him, even though it wasn't his fault Magneto was an ass and locked her away. Pietro is determined to find out what's wrong with his twin and fix her.

Pietro walked into the kitchen and saw Lance eating a sandwich.

"Lance, can I talk to you?"

"Mm-hmm."

"Do you think Wanda has been acting a little strange lately?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, for one thing, she's been smiling a lot. Wanda hasn't smiled in years."

"You have a point there. She always has a pissed off look on her face."

"And everytime Todd flirts with her, she would scowl and hex him into a wall. Now, she giggles and pinches his cheeks!"

Lance stared at the thin teen.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously! And wanna know something really bizarre? She hasn't told me she hated me in days! Yesterday, she said she loved me!"

Lance spat out his soda.

"What!"

"It's true!"

"She's gone crazy!"

"That, or, I don't think that's the real Wanda."

"What are you saying? That she's a fake?"

"Maybe. I need to test her."

They walked into the living room. Fred was sitting in an armchair watching TV while Wanda and Todd were on the couch, Wanda running her fingers though Todd's dirty hair.

"She's a fake," Lance whispered to Pietro.

"Wanda," spoke Pietro.

"Hello, brother," smiled Wanda, getting up.

"How do you feel?"

"I feel teriffic! Never been better!"

"That good to hear."

'Wanda never says she feels teriffic,' thought Pietro. "If this is a fake, this person didn't do their homework.'

"Django Eisenhardt, Marya Eisenhardt, Ana Eisenhardt, Mateo Eisenhardt."

Wanda stared at Pietro confused.

"Don't you remember, Wanda? We were adopted by the Eisenhardt family and lived with our adoptive parents Django and Marya and our adoptive siblings Ana and Mateo. We lived in Fance."

"Oh yeah! Of course I remember!"

"Remember all the parties we went to? All the ice cream we ate? All the good times?"

"It feels like it was jsut yesterday."

"I thought Pietro and Wanda said their childhood sucked?" Fred whispered to Lance and Todd.

"He's testing her to see if she's really Wanda," answered Lance.

"You think she's a phony?" asked Todd.

"I know she is! She likes you!"

"I thought I finally got her to fall for me."

"Not even if pigs learned to fly."

"And remember the day we met our birth father? He took us to the fair and we went on all the rides and saw fireworks."

"That was the happiest day of my life," said Wanda, smiling.

"Mine too," grinned Pietro.

He brought his knee up and hit Wanda hard in the stomach.

"What the hell, Pietro!" yelled Todd.

"She's not Wanda!" screamed Pietro. "We weren't adopted by the Eisenhardt family! We were adopted by the Maximoff family! We never knew our adopted siblings because they died before we were adopted! And the Maximoffs were porr! They couldn't take us to parties or get us ice cream! And we lived in Romania, not France!"

He grabbed 'Wanda' by the shirt.

"My father never gave a shit about me or Wanda! He never to us to the fair to ride all the rides or see fireworks! Who are you?"

The person who looked like Wanda laughed and pulled out a weird looking gun. Pietro felt a small needle stab his arm.

"What was that?"

"I have the final genetic sample," 'Wanda' said into a communication device. "All five samples are ours!"

'Wanda' charged into a Reptilian-Humanoid. The creature had pointed ears, corrugated chins, green skin, and was bald.

Pietro slamed the thing to the ground.

"What have you done with my sister! Tell me!"

The alien kicked Pietro off him.

Fred jumped up to body slam the creature, but it rolled out of the way.

It truned into a bat and flew out the open window.

"No!" shouted Pietro. "Come back here and tell me where Wanda is!"

"Mmmmmmmmm!" Bang, bang, bang!

The four boys looked at the closet door.

"What was that?" asked Todd.

Lance opened the door and saw Wanda tied up, a fold covering her mouth.

"Wanda!" exclaimed Pietro.

"Is that really Wanda?" asked Fred as Pietro untied her and helped her up.

"I know how to find out," said Lance.

He whispered something to Todd.

Todd walked over ot Wanda and grinned.

"Hey Babycakes. How 'bout a kiss?"

He puckered up. Wanda glared.

"TOAD!"

She hexed him into a wall.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"You okay, sis?" asked Pietro.

"I got tied up by an alien and locked in the closet! What do you think? God, Pietro, I hate you!"

Wanda stormed out of the living room and headed to her bedroom. Once there, she slammed the door hard.

Pietro knew he should be worried about the alien that took his, his sister's, and his friend's DNA, but he wouldn't worry about it now. Now, Wanda was here and she was both safe and normal.

The speed demon smiled and clapped his hands together.

"My sister is back!"