Characters: Pietro, Tony, eventually Wanda Setting: Wanda (and Pietro's) Flat Content: Mature Summary: Tony is dumb, Pietro is hot, Wanda is pissed
Pietro found himself missing the boys, most especially the video games that had come with their arrival. But a few games had remained, and Pietro had quickly reclaimed his bedroom, spending much of his free time working at them. By far his favourite, namely for the excess energy it worked off, was Dance Dance Revolution, which Pietro had worked into an art form, gaining perfect scores, and having broken one mat already. He'd learned to slow himself down enough to keep from ruining this one, and tried to equate it to a training exercise whenever Wanda made fun of him. It worked his reflexes, not that he needed too much help in that field.
But she was out now, and Pietro was bouncing around on the mat again, eyes keen and focused, hair pushed back, wearing only a pair of sweats as he followed the flashing lights.