Pietro tries to calm Wanda down. Good luck Pietro.

Pietro was in the lab when a boy with black hair and brown eyes and was half African-American anf half Puerto Rican quickly came in.

"Pietro! You sister is going to kill someone!"

"Thanks for telling me, Miles."

He quickly put everything away and rushed to the front of the school.

Wanda was beating the shit out of some blond boy.

"WANDA!" roared Pietro. He pulled her off the boy. "CALM THE HELL DOWN!"

Wanda kept trying to break free, but Pietro held on to her arms, keeping her from leaving.

"Wanda, relax," Pietro said in a calmer tone.

"You don't know what he did!" yelled Wanda.

"I'm sure whatever he did, he deserves to be punished, but he doesn't deserve to die."

"Yes he does!"

"Wanda."

She tried to break free again, but Pietro held on tighter.

"Wanda."

She glared at her twin.

"Wanda, relax. Take deep breaths."

Wanda took in deep breaths and was finally starting to calm down.

"Let's go home."

"TOAD!" screamed Wanda.

Todd "accidentally" went into Wanda's room and saw her in nothing but her underwear and bra. Now Wanda, fully clothed, was chacing Todd around to hex him.

"I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY!" cried Todd, hopping all over the place.

"Wanda, stop!" shouted Pietro.

"He saw me in my bra and underwear!"

"And I will punish him! Please don't kill him!"

"Yeah, babycakes," said Todd. "You don't want to kill me."

"Don't call me babycakes!" screamed Wanda, hexing him into a wall.

"Ow," groaned Todd.

"Wanda," said Pietro, grabbing her arm. She pulled her arm out of his grip.

"Wanda, sniff the roses."

Wanda inhaled deeply.

"Blow out the candles."

Wanda exhaled.

"Again. Sniff the roses."

She inhaled.

"Blow out the candles."

She exhaled.

"Feel better?" Pietro asked.

"A little," said Wanda.

"Go upstairs. I'll bring you your favorite cookies."

Wanda went to her room.

"Thanks, yo," said Todd, standing next to Pietro.

"Don't think you're not still in trouble, Toad," sneered Pietro, glaring at Todd.

The toad mutant gulped.

Pietro and his girlfriend Angie, a pretty girl with long, brown hair and bright green eyes, were making brownies for the school bake sale.

Wanda and Remy walked into the kitchen. Wanda looked pissed and Remy didn't look very happy. Wanda went to the refrigerator and Remy spoke.

"I can believe you did that to Sabretooth," said Remy.

"He deserved it, the asshole!" yelled Wanda, grabbing a beer from the frig. She went to the backyard.

"Who?" asked Angie.

"You know," said Remy. "Big, scary Sabretooth. Magneto's best sholdier. . . She kicked him in the little, scary Sabretooths."

"Shit," cursed Pietro.

"He is going to press charges or something?" asked Angie.

"He didn't say," said Remy. "When a man's been racked the last thing you feel like doing is chatting."

"I'm going to go talk to her," said Pietro, heading to the backyard. Angie followed him.

"Wanda." Wanda crossed her arms and looked bored. "I don't care how angry you are, you can't go 'round picking fights," said Pietro. "Especially with people like Sabretooth."

"You fight him all the time."

"No, I spar with him. And it's not by choice. Magneto always pairs me with him. My back it one big scar."

"..."

"The next time you feel a violent impulse, you need to sab," said Angie. "Stop. . . Assess. . ." She took in a deep breath, then exhaled. "And breath."

"I got one for you, Pietro," said Wanda. "Sapoidi: Shut Angie's Piehole Or I'll Do It!"

Angie sighed. "Wanda, you are not getting the-"

"Sapoidi!"

Wanda went back inside.

"What are you going to do about her?"

Pietro shrugged.

"Tro," said Lance. "Wanda is beating up the mail man."

"I know," said Pietro, reading. "I can hear."

"SOMEONE HELP ME!"

"Aren't you going to do something?" asked Lance.

"Nope," said Pietro. "I'm not gonna try and calm Wanda down. I'm going to let her do whatever she wants."

"And if she gets in trouble?"

"I'll get her out of it."

"What if she goes to jail and you don't have money to bail her out?"

"I'll help her escape and we'll hide in the woods in Canada."

"Why Canada?"

"It's big and quiet. No one will bother us. Meaning no one will piss her of."

Lance nodded slowly. "Okay."

"SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!"

"Can you order a pizza?" asked Pietro.

"Sure."

Miles Morales AKA Spider-Man is from The Ultimate Marvel. His powers are Superhuman Strength, Superhuman Durability, Superhuman Agility, Superhuman Reflexes, Wall-Crawling, Spider-Sense, Venom Strike, and Spider-Camouflage.

Angie is someone I made up.

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