[hr][hr][center][img]https://s14.postimg.cc/ab7ce0jmp/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr]	Guin had spent the night in the lab, working on finishing up a software package for P.H.I.L. Her A.I. only knew how to translate various dialects of Chinese, as well as most western European languages. In her opinion, it was a gaping hole in P.H.I.L.'s capabilities and something that needed to be remedied. It had taken her all night to get the dictionary settings uploaded, as well as grammatical structures. A few empty cans of Monster were next to her computer on her desk and Guin tapped a key, finishing the sync between P.H.I.L. and her computer. 

	She put on her glasses, noticing the computer readout, and quickly typed in a phrase on her computer for P.H.I.L. to translate. A moment later, a phonetic pronunciation of her translated sentence appeared on the lenses of her glasses and she grinned a little wickedly. It was time to trick Pietro into thinking she could speak Serbian. All she had to do was discretely type the sentence she wanted to say in English on her computer and the translation would appear for her to read on the lenses. 

	[color=#cc33ff]"[sub]1[/sub]Pietro mi treba tvoja pomoć!"[/color] Guin called out. She knew that he was around the mansion somewhere and that he'd likely show up in a second or two. He was a speedster, after all. 

	Pietro, after having ran into Mira on his way down, made his way to the lab. He heard Guin as he got closer, and was surprised by what she had said, but he shook his head. Knowing Guin, she was using a computer or something. [color=7ea7d8]"[sub]2[/sub]Čekaj, da li Phil ima reči na sočivima ili tako nešto i tako govoriš to? Oh dobro, dođi ovamo i pomoći ću ti."[/color] he responded, giving her a smile.

	Guin made a face at Pietro, having read the provided translation by P.H.I.L. She hadn't tried to trick him like this before, had she? No, she would have remembered pretending to speak another language. It had been a brilliant idea she came up with around 1 AM - on par with other ideas of hers. One of her favorites had in fact [i]inspired[/i] her outfit that day. She was dressed in Pietro's Pink Floyd t-shirt and his leather jacket (the skinny jeans were her own, as were the combat boots). She quickly typed out [i]As if.  I went to a fancy ass boarding school. We learned Serbian[/i] and P.H.I.L. displayed the translation of the blatant lie on the lenses.  

	[color=#cc33ff]"[sub]3[/sub]Lepa gimnastička škola gde je došao srpski narod i razgovarao sa nama, bili su ludi."[/color]

	It took him a moment to realize that she had taken his clothes, but he was somewhat used to it by now. He was more concerned with WHAT SHE HAD SAID! Pietro gave her a weird look, and it was obvious that something was wrong, and she didn't know that she hadn't said what she probably thought she said. He shook his head, deciding to keep playing along for a little while. [color=7ea7d8]"[sub]4[/sub]Da, u redu, hej Phil, tvoj propast u toj užasnoj situaciji. Pretpostavljam da nemate pojma šta ste upravo rekli?"[/color]

	Guin was used to Pietro giving her weird looks. After the chaos and the fighting against the Brotherhood had calmed down, they ended up running into a series of cultural barriers that neither of them had previously considered. Some of these barriers, as it later turned out, weren't actually cultural - and just a product of the unorthodox upbringings they both had. Pietro had grown up in a different country, eventually working for the Brotherhood for five years - and Guin's father was Tony Stark. They were both bound to be a little weird.  

	She decided that the best approach would be to double down. The translations of what Pietro was saying seemed to be fine, anyways. Guin quickly typed in her reply - [i]I know exactly what I said. Now come over here and help me already, Silver Balls.[/i] [color=#cc33ff]"[sub]5[/sub]Znam tačno šta da radim. Zabavno vrijeme kod obale jezera gdje se ubijamo jedni druge uz živahne kugle."[/color] P.H.I.L. then activated his voice simulator, attempting to apologize to Pietro. 

	[color=00ddcc]"[sub]6[/sub]Želeo bih da te ubijem mister testisa."[/color]

	Now, he was starting to get a little freaked out, his jaw dropping. They both said something about possibly killing him. So, either Guin was really pissed off at him or, the more likely one he hoped, something was wrong with PHIL. [color=7ea7d8]"[sub]7[/sub]Uh, mislim da bi Phil mogao slomiti Guina. Bez uvrede čoveka, ali ime je Srebrna kugla, a ne Mister Testicles."[/color]

	P.H.I.L. then attempted to apologize to Pietro yet [i]again[/i], as well as inform Guin that there was an error in the translation program she had just installed. [color=00ddcc]"[sub]8[/sub]Još uvek želim da te ubijem Mister testisa. Gospođo Stark, verujem da možda želite da koristite čekić."[/color] Guin groaned at Pietro's response, pulling off the glasses and setting them down on the table. 

	[color=#cc33ff]"Fuck? Is he? Damn it - I spent all night working on that code,"[/color] Guin said, huffing slightly. She crossed her arms, practically pouting, and a bit of hair ended up in her face. She blew on it, too annoyed to use her hands to remove it, and it simply went up and then fell squarely on her nose. This just wasn't her morning, apparently. 

	He did not know how to respond. That computer program was crazy! The P in PHIL didn't stand for prototype, it stood for PSYCHOPATH. He was starting to fear for his life on this one, and the fact that it took until now for her to realize that there was something up was a little sad in his opinion.

	Guin plugged a small chord into the glasses, quickly pulling up the source code for P.H.I.L. Hopefully, it would be a simple matter of rebooting P.H.I.L. Otherwise, she'd need to dig through all of the code she had done and see if any of it had corrupted his personality matrix. From the way Pietro was acting, it was as if she had invented a murder bot - not that it would have been unusual for someone in her family. Once P.H.I.L.'s reboot cycle finished, Guin unplugged the glasses and then put them back on, typing in her test message to see if the bugs had worked themselves out. 

	[i]How about now? Is the translation working, Silver Balls? If this message makes sense, kiss me.[/i] [color=#cc33ff]"[sub]9[/sub]A sada? Gde ga udarim? Srebrni testisi, dođi ovamo da te udarim,"[/color] Guin said with a bit of a wink. 

	He gave her another strange look, before backing away slightly. [color=7ea7d8]"Uh, no thanks, I'm good,"[/color] he said, his voice a little shaky. She was scaring him a little, and clearly PHIL was mental still, and she had done nothing to fix him.

	Guin sighed and took off her glasses, feeling a little hurt. Clearly, there was something either going on with Pietro or P.H.I.L. was still on the fritz. [color=cc33ff]"Fine. I admit it. I don't speak Serbian. I speak English - sometimes - and math,"[/color] Guin said, rubbing her eyes. She set the glasses down on the table, thinking about doing a full system wipe of P.H.I.L. and starting over from scratch. Maybe Gen II just wasn't meant to be. And of course, as hard as it was to add additional programing to artificial intelligence, she couldn't help but feel a little bit like a failure. She tried to make her A.I. be a better translator and instead, she was scaring her boyfriend apparently. 

	Pietro looked at her with a grin. [color=7ea7d8]"Yeah, I thought so. You would have been a better liar if you didn't have PHIL translating. With him translating I started fearing for my life."[/color] he replied.

	Guin nodded for a moment before picking up her glasses and holding them out to Pietro. [color=cc33ff]“You can get revenge on him if you want - stupid A.I.,”[/color] Guin grumbled. She was used to having everything come easily to her and it was clear she was more than a little bit frustrated with the program. In the back of her mind, she was reflecting on the code and trying to figure out how an error like they could have happened. [color=cc33ff]“I couldn’t even flirt with you properly.”[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Yeah, do you really want to hear some of the things you said? Because I can guarantee you that you weren't saying what you thought you were saying,"[/color] he said, shrugging his shoulders at her trying to fix the thing.

	[color=cc33ff]"I'd rather make out, but sure. I was up all night trying to revamp his language programming. Eastern European languages are always trickier to debug."[/color] Guin smiled slightly. It would be one way to take her mind off of things, kissing. While her mind was normally whizzing all over the place, as cliche as it was, she could always focus on him. 

	[color=7ea7d8]""So, PHIL lastly said "I still want to kill you Mister testicles. Miss Stark, I believe you might want to use a hammer" then you said "How about now? Where do I hit him? Silver testicles, get over here so I can hit you." Not to mention all of the other things you said, one about us killing each other by the lake with bouncy balls. That AI is psychotic."[/color]

	Guin groaned, her cheeks flushing as she realized the things her A.I. had been saying to her boyfriend. It hadn't been anything even remotely close to the sentences that she had requested P.H.I.L. to translate for her. She glanced at the computerized glasses for a moment, debating with herself whether or not P.H.I.L. wanted her to die alone. She felt certain that this had to be an error in the personality matrix - it was either that or a protocol had been installed that she was unaware of. For a moment, she wondered whether this was a subtle attempt on her father's part to break her and Pietro up. He was the only one who would have had access to her A.I. and be able to implant the correct protocol so that way she wouldn't notice it. [color=cc33ff]"Silver Testicles? Really, P.H.I.L.? That's gross - and a knock off of a waaay better name... Alright, sounds like I need to reboot his personality matrix. Well, wipe it and restore him to the original settings. Probably some sort of bug in the Serbian translation programming."[/color] She didn't mention her other thought to Pietro. As much as Pietro and her father fought, she really did want them to get along. 

	He let out a small laugh at her response to what PHIL had been having her call him. [color=7ea7d8]"Now, the first thing you said about boarding school or something? Well, what you actually said, didn't make me fear for my life, it just made me laugh. "Fancy dumb boarding school where Serbian people came and spoke to us, they were crazy." Everything you said was just weird at the beginning, but it slowly made its way to death threats."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"That's just fucking fantastic - guess I can add [i]murderbot creator[/i] to the resume then,"[/color] Guin quipped. [color=cc33ff]"But that boarding school thing isn't entirely wrong - those places are dumb. Never send your kids to boarding school, Pietro. It just breeds loneliness, resentment, and egos....But is this a no to making out then?"[/color]

	He continued to grin, before replying. [color=7ea7d8]"I don't know, it depends. Are you planning on hitting me over the head with a hammer like PHIL suggested?"[/color]

	Guin rolled her eyes. If the bug really had been her father's design, she'd find out soon enough. J.A.R.V.I.S. was a terrible liar. [color=cc33ff]"Not at the moment, no - and besides, the first time we met, I kneed you in the family jewels - and I'm pretty sure you let me, since you can move faster than my mind can even process images,"[/color] Guin pointed out. She shifted slightly in her seat, putting her feet up against the deck, her knees bent slightly. She hadn't taken Pietro's jacket off either - though it was really [i]her[/i] jacket at this point. Finders keepers, right?

	He continued to smile. [color=7ea7d8]"Alright then, just wanted to make sure. Don't want to have to worry about you or you psychotic computer AI,"[/color] he said, walking over towards her now.

	Guin nodded, plugging a cable into the glasses and quickly typing a chain of commands into the command prompt. It wouldn't be too long a process to restore P.H.I.L. to the condition he had been in before this bug reared its head. And if the pattern of behavior happened again, then she'd know that her A.I. had been tampered with. And Tony would have to give her one [i]hell[/i] of an explanation. [color=cc33ff]"Mm, you should probably worry about me - but more over whether or not I drink myself to an early grave. Or start building metal suits to fight crime in,"[/color] Guin teased. [color=cc33ff]"Beast won't be back for a while, by the way~"[/color]

	He let out another laugh, [color=7ea7d8]"Well, you do have a point with that one. You still can't outdrink me no matter how hard you try though."[/color] he thought for a moment, before speaking again, his voice flowing fluently in his native language. [color=7ea7d8]"Hej Guina, ako želiš da naučiš srpski jezik, mogao bih samo da te naučim da znaš."[/color]

	Guin raised an eyebrow at Pietro and smirked. Rather than hearing that as [i]it's scientifically impossible for you to outdrink me due to my accelerated metabolism[/i], she interpreted it as a challenge. She had been attempting to find a specific compound that could be added to an alcoholic beverage that would allow Pietro to get drunk - without luck so far. But now she had even more motivation - she had to defend her self given title as the Heavy Weight Queen. [color=cc33ff]"Gueen-ah? I'm guessing that's my name - it's kinda cute. But the rest of it...No idea what you just said, Silver Balls."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Very perceptive of you, yes, that is your name. The rest of it? Well..."[/color] he said, hesitating  slightly, before continuing. [color=7ea7d8]"I said, "Hey Guin, if you want to learn Serbian, I could just teach you you know.""[/color]

	Guin tilted her head slightly at Pietro's hesitation. [color=cc33ff]"Damn. Gotta admit it Pietro, you sound sexy,"[/color] Guin said. But as to whether or not she truly wanted to learn Serbian? She had been programming P.H.I.L. in order to improve his capabilities - especially when it came to missions. She never even seriously considered learning the language for herself. Part of the prospect was frightening as well - as if it was the first step towards making a big commitment to Pietro. [color=cc33ff]"You could. Mostly that's just to test PHIL's programming - eventually, I want him to be able to translate any language. And once I work out the bug, hopefully he won't be threatening bloody murder. But y'know - learning Serbian would be cool. I wouldn't mind it."[/color]

	He gave her a nod,[color=7ea7d8]"Yeah, I'd hope that PHIL doesn't constantly want to kill people. "Alright then first lesson, try to guess what I'm saying. "Volim te Guinevere Stark. Nadam se da ćete popraviti taj kompjuter.""[/color]

	Guin tapped her fingers on her knees as she thought for a moment. She had been able to pick out three words in that sentence - and two of them happened to be her name. She didn't have any clue with the rest of it. It wasn't like a romance language where she could follow the gist as long as she knew one of them. And the words, from what she could tell, didn't resemble any language she knew anyways. [color=cc33ff]"Umm...Something Guinevere Stark. Something computer."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Well, that wasn't too bad Guina,"[/color] he said, grinning, he had finally come up with a nickname for her. Anyone else trying and it most likely wouldn't sound right. [color=7ea7d8]"What I said was: I love you Guinevere Stark. Hopefully you fix that psycho computer."[/color]

	Guin blushed profusely. She actually had to blink back a bit of a tear. They had never actually said those words to one another - instead merely hinting at it and flirting with the idea of saying those three huge words. Even if she pretty much had known that Pietro loved her, this was indisputable proof of that. She hesitated for a moment, feeling the heat in her cheeks. [color=cc33ff]"How do you say... 'I love you too, Pietro Maximoff. Now shut up and kiss me already!'?”[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"I ja tebe volim, Pietro Makimoff. Sad ućuti i poljubi me već!"[/color] he replied fluently, still grinning.

	[color=cc33ff]"Right, um... I ya teba volim, Pietro Maximoff. Sad ukuti e polubi me vec. That was probably awful but really, if you don't kiss me now maybe the murder bot will come after you,"[/color] Guin quipped. It was a lot easier to do the pronunciations with P.H.I.L. giving her a phonetic guide next to his translations. And of course, she couldn't help but giggle slightly, beaming widely at Pietro. She wouldn't have noticed if anyone else came into the lab at that moment. 

	He was still grinning as well, though her pronunciation could use some work. Clearly it was harder without the AI there helping her. [color=7ea7d8]"Actually, you were pretty close. Not too bad for not having PHIL there, we can work on it,"[/color] he replied before he leaned in and kissed her.

	Guin got out of her seat as Pietro kissed her, helping to make up for the height difference slightly but not completely. He was eight inches taller than she was - meaning that logistically speaking, he had to lean and she had to stand on her toes just a little bit to make it work. [color=cc33ff]"Can we cuddle and watch Avatar the Last Airbender while we do that?"[/color] Guin asked in between kisses. Pietro's hands were in her hair and her arms wrapped around him. 

	Pietro was too caught up to notice the footsteps coming up behind them. [color=7ea7d8]"Sure, why not,"[/color] he replied, still smiling. The footsteps grew closer, before another voice called out. [color=yellow]"Guin? Are you in here?"[/color], the voice said as Lance Banner walked into the room.

	Guin froze for a moment as she heard Lance. Why the hell was he here? And what hadn't he told her that he was coming to X-Mansion? She very carefully and slowly pulled away from Pietro's kiss, like a small child who was caught with their hand in the cookie jar. She then dropped her arms that had been around the speedster and turned to see Lance, her face as bright as a freshly picked tomato. [color=cc33ff]"Oh...um...Hey Lance!"[/color] Guin said, very much aware of Pietro's arm on her waist. 

	It was obvious to Lance that she hadn't noticed him walk in, especially since she had called him by his actual name as opposed to Lando. Pietro was just as surprised and let go of Guin. [color=7ea7d8]"Wait, whose Lance?"[/color] he asked before turning around to see him standing there. There was an awkward pause before Lance spoke again. [color=yellow]"Um, I just got here, and I knew that you were here, so I asked someone where you were..."[/color] he said, looking between Guin and Pietro.

	[color=cc33ff]"That's Lance - he was my lab husband in high school,"[/color] Guin explained, before realizing that Pietro wouldn't know what that meant. [color=cc33ff]"Basically, he was my lab partner in all things - not like a boyfriend or anything like that. And Lance, this is Pietro - my boyfriend,"[/color] Guin then said. 
	
	They looked at each other, with Pietro's gaze seeming like more of a challenge. Lance didn't really care, he held out his hand, and the two shook. [color=yellow]"Uh, I'm Lance Banner, or Lance Calrissian. Depends on who you ask. I've heard about you from Mr. Stark."[/color] he said to Pietro as the looked at one another. [color=7ea7d8]"Wait, Banner, as in like the Hulk?'[/color] Pietro replied, looking him up and down.

	[color=cc33ff]"Yup, Lance's dad and my dad are super tight,"[/color] Guin explained. [color=cc33ff]"If Dad ever told me he was gay, I'm 100% certain his first move would be to ask Banner out. I've known Lando here for ages,"[/color] she then turned her attention to Lance, not noticing the tension already developing between him and Pietro. [color=cc33ff]"I hope Dad didn't tell you any bullshit about Pietro. You know how dramatic Dad can be - well, me too I guess..."[/color]

	[color=yellow]"He just told me a little about his dad, but you know I don't let that sort of thing cloud my judgement of people,[/color] Lance replied, glancing over at Guin. [color=7ea7d8]"Wait, so which is actually your last name? Banner or Calrissian? Or do you just use the Star Wars character last name just because you can?"[/color] Pietro asked, his curiosity getting the better of him. [color=yellow]"My mother's maiden name, and the name that is n my birth certificate, is Calrissian. However, once people realized that my dad was Bruce Banner, everyone, including the teachers, started using that. Also, Guin, that thing about our parents is a little weird."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"It's 2020, man,"[/color] Guin teased. She didn't care if Lance thought it was weird. Their parents were in a scientific bromance and she didn't see anything wrong with that. However, she couldn't help but smile as it seemed that Lance and Pietro would get along. [color=cc33ff]"So what brings you to the institute, Lando?"[/color] Guin asked. She didn't know if he had just come by for a visit or if he was thinking about joining the team. She knew his opinion of the Avengers, but not of groups like the X-Men. 

	[color=yellow]"Um... Well... I'm staying here at the institute, joining it really. Our parents were starting to annoy me a little bit, and I really wanted to learn more about my abilities, aside from self-teaching or something."[/color] he replied, looking down more at the ground now.

	[color=cc33ff]"Really? That's fucking fantastic. It'll be like when we were kids again, having sleepovers with Uncle Rhodey watching us,"[/color] Guin gushed. [color=cc33ff]"I've got a programming project I'm working on at the moment, but if you want, we can tinker around with something? Just like old times?"[/color] 

	[color=yellow]"Maybe later, I was supposed to go check in with Professor Xavier, but I wanted to say hi to you first,"[/color] he said, before walking towards the door. [color=yellow]"See ya later Guin."[/color] After he had gone, Pietro let out a whistle. [color=7ea7d8]"Well... That was awkward."[/color]

	Guin shrugged, before leaning her head against Pietro's upper arm. [color=cc33ff]"He's just a little bit shy - but once you get to know him, you'll love him,"[/color] Guin said, before lacing her fingers with Pietro's and clasping his hand. She couldn't help but be excited at the prospect of seeing Lance around more often. They had worked on the coolest experiments and designs together, since they were both heads and shoulders above the rest of the kids at MidTown Tech. Plus, Lance understood how it felt to have a parent that was an Avenger when no one else did. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"Right..."[/color] Pietro said, looking at her. She was so oblivious to everything that had just happened. Didn't she know that the guy liked her? He thought about telling her, but decided against it. He'd just have to see how it played out. [color=7ea7d8]"Anyway, what were we talking about before he showed up?"[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"I believe we were making out,"[/color] Guin mused, winking at Pietro once more. 

[hider=Translations]1 = Pietro I need your help
2 = Wait, are you having Phil have words on the lenses or something and that's how your speaking this? Oh well, get over here and I'll help you.
3 = Fancy dumb boarding school where Serbian people came and spoke to us, they were crazy.
4 = Yeah right, hey Phil, your failing at it horribly. I'm guessing you have no idea what you just said do you?
5 = I know exactly what to do. Fun times by the lakeside where we kill each other with bouncy balls
6 = I wish to murder you mister testicles
7 = Uh, I think that Phil might be broken Guin. No offense dude, but the name is Silver Balls, not Mister Testicles.
8 = I still want to kill you Mister testicles. Miss Stark, I believe you might want to use a hammer.
9 = How about now? Where do I hit him? Silver testicles, get over here so I can hit you.
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