~A/N: Yeah, okay. I got caught up in the Pietro tide. But I decided to share a little with you guys. And...you guys will have the powers of an un-introduced OC of mine you haven't seen yet. But I'll get around to getting a story written for 'er.~

It was a lazy day in the Tower. You had your nose buried in a book, sitting on the couch in the rec room. Well, more like lying on it. You were sprawled, one leg over the back, one on the couch and both arms holding your book in the air. A cool wind ruffled your hair and the pages of The Martian. You smiled, shifting so your legs were in different positions, moving to the right. Now one foot rested on the ground and the other was on the couch. When you felt the air again, you smiled. The running figure thudded to the ground, and you placed your bookmark in the book. Placing it on the table, you folded and looked at Pietro from the couch.

"Speed bump," you stated and he shook his head, smiling slightly. You held a hand down and he took it, pulling you down. You blushed, looking at Pietro. Your (E/C) eyes met his Tesseract blue ones. He smirked and you blushed again, sitting up to his side. He sat up, arms wrapping around you carefully.

"Why, (Y/N/N)? Why must you hurt me so?" You smiled, looking into his eyes again. You loved the way he said your nickname. He looked above your head, and you looked up also. A star made out of (F/C) dust hovered. You see, you had powers similar to Sandman's from Rise of the Guardians (I almost put Guardians of the Galaxy). He poked it and it dissipated, leaving a slight coat of the dust in your hair.

"Because I love you, Pietro." Your eyes then widened with realization. He kissed your forehead, smiling.

"That's good. I thought it was a one-way street." You rolled your eyes, shaking your head. You then started moving your hands like Wanda did when she did her magic, and the (F/C) dust formed thin clouds. He smiled, and you waved the dust in his hair.

"Revenge is sweet."