I apologize in advance for this... who am I kidding, I regret nothing >:D.

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It was Pietro's first week at the tower and so far he hadn't really connected with anyone. Well, that's not entirely true. He'd taken quite a liking to you, but you were currently at the grocery store and he was sitting in the living room eagerly awaiting your return.

He sat in silence, staring at the painting on the wall in front of him when he heard a whisper from somewhere in the room.

"Kachow."

Pietro flew off the couch and looked at the room around him, but he saw no one. Deciding to ignore it, he sat down again.

"I am speed."

"Who's there?!" Pietro demanded. He was greeted with the same silence he had before the whispers started. He started to become defensive, poising himself to fight. In another room he heard a mumbled 'Jarvis', followed by the most ear splitting sound to grace mankind's ears.

Your POV

You were exhausted and weighed down by all the grocery bags you'd been carrying for several blocks. When the elevator dinged at the correct floor in the tower you were excited to finally go home and relax, but when you stopped moving you heard a booming sound through the doors. You didn't have time to process what was happening before the doors opened and you were instantly deafened by a song you hadn't heard in years.

"LIFE IS A HIGHWAY. I WANNA RIDE IT ALL NIGHT LONG."

You dropped you bags on the ground and your hands flew to your ears, trying to salvage what was left of your hearing. You looked up and could see Pietro zipping around frantically, yelling things in Russian.

"Jarvis, stop the music!" you screamed from the bottom of your lungs. Suddenly the sound ceased, and you were met with a silent room and a manic looking Pietro. "Tony! Clint! Living room, now!"

After a few seconds, a door to your left opened and out walked the nervous avengers.

"What the heck was that?!" you demanded.

"It wasn't us!" Tony defended. You narrowed your eyes at them, causing them to sigh in defeat.

"I watched Cars with my kids and realized that we have our own little Lightning McQueen, so we pranked him," Clint admitted.

"What is Cars?" Pietro asked.

"You seriously haven't seen Cars?" you asked incredulously.

"No," he replied.

"We can go in my room and watch it. And you two," you demanded, staring at the pranksters. "You can clean the living room that you made Pietro destroy."

"Make us," Clint teased.

"Is that what you want?" you threatened, taking a step forward. Clint and Tony instantly recoiled and began picking up the mess. "That's what I thought."

As you lead Pietro to your room to watch the movie, he started whispering.

"How am I going to get revenge for this?" he asked lowly.

"I think I may know of a way."

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Pietro stood in front of you as you taped the mirror to his arm.

"You know what to do right? Make sure you flash it right in their eyes," you instructed with a smile.

"Yes Y/N, I know," he grinned. You patted his arm, and before you knew it he was speeding out of your room. You made your way to your door and watched as Pietro found his victim.

"Kachow!" he yelled as he shined the mirror in Clint's eyes, causing an inuhman scream to excape his lips. Pietro turned to you with a smile that lit up the room, then he sped off to find Tony.

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A/N

That was the weirdest thing I've ever written, but I love it! XD