[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=cc33ff]Guin[/color] and [color=7ea7d8]Pietro[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/dtr0kMNt/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr]X-Mansion: December 19th, 2020[hr][/center]	It was the day after everything shifted back from the incident involving Wanda. Pietro for the most part had been trying to figure out what really to do to help his sister after that entire incident, however that wasn't very easy. It did give him an excuse to sort of be away from the mansion until things with her were sorted out, since he wasn't quite sure if he wanted to talk to Guin right away. Things had calmed down for the most part though now, and he was sort of racing around the mansion, not really sure about sitting still, he was around though at least.

	Down in the lab, Guin took another drag of her cigarette. Her legs were propped up against the bench top and she had her sketch pad in her lab. With her free hand, she crossed out a design and started to redraw it quickly, listening to AC/DC scream over the speakers as she worked. Ever since her memories had been returned to her, she felt this clarity - this knowledge of what she was meant to be and what her purpose was. She had been put here on this earth to invent and protect. 

	Pietro decided not to avoid it any longer, and reached out to Guin, [i][color=7ea7d8]Guina? Are you doing anything right now?[/color][/i]

	[i][color=cc33ff]In the lab.[/color][/i]

	Pietro raced into the lab and looked at her, [color=7ea7d8]"...Hi Guina..."[/color]

	She looked up from her sketch pad, putting her feet firmly on the ground as she swiveled her chair around to look at him. [color=cc33ff]"...Hey."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"...It's that a cigarette?"[/color] he asked her, looking at what she had in her hand, [color=7ea7d8]"...You do realize those things can kill you..."[/color]

	She shrugged slightly, just holding the cigarette between her fingers. [color=cc33ff]"One cigarette isn't going to kill me, Piet."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"...You'd be surprised..."[/color]

	Guin chuckled a bit, rolling her eyes before putting the cigarette out on the lab bench. [color=cc33ff]"There, happy now?"[/color] she asked him cheekily. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"...How are you doing Guina?"[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"I'm fine, just working on some new designs for the Iron Star armor... What about you?"[/color] she asked. She had wanted to go with him to sort out everything with Wanda, but he had been determined to deal with it on his own. There wasn't much she could do to convince a stubborn speedster after all. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"Well, managed to find a way to make it so that Wanda didn't end up in prison for once... Somehow..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"Oh yeah, my dad texted me - she joined the Avengers branch out on the west coast, right? Honestly did not see that coming but... Who knows, maybe she'll like it,"[/color] Guin mused. She knew that Hank Pym and his wife, Janet, were leading up the branch out there and they had already gotten a collection of misfits, including a girl named Spider-Gwen from another dimension and an ex-SHIELD agent who could control metal. The most interesting member out there had to be the synthezoid though - Vision. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"...I'll be honest, hadn't been expecting that one either but well, being over there is better then being stuck in the Raft for probably the hundredth time."[/color]

	Guin nodded. [color=cc33ff]"I guess they'll finally have to stop reserving her cell then, let someone else be stuck inside of it for a change."[/color]

	Pietro chuckled slightly at that, [color=7ea7d8]"They probably aren't short on people that they can have stuck there..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"Do people actually do the entire tally mark thing in prison, where they carve it into the wall?"[/color] she asked curiously. She had a huge fear of being incarcerated, to the extent that she never had been inside of a prison in her life. The opportunity had never really presented itself and she wouldn't have taken the chance to tour a prison even if it did. She had seen tons of movies where visitors ended up being mistaken for a patient or an inmate. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"It more or less depends on how bored you are... Like usually I wouldn't, I'd just play tic tac toe with Wanda, each one of us taking turns writing down the board and whatnot, it was all we really had to do,"[/color] he said with a shrug.

	[color=cc33ff]"I bet I could kick your ass at tic tac toe,"[/color] Guin gambled. She then flinched slightly and closed her eyes tightly, as if she had just got on a sudden migraine. It passed within a few seconds and she relaxed again, the tension in her face gone. [color=cc33ff]"So... What did you really want to come talk to me about?"[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"...The reality that Wanda had created,"[/color] he mumbled, looking down at the ground now.

	Guin extended a hand to him. [color=cc33ff]"... What about it?"[/color]

	He took her hand, still sort of looking at the ground [color=7ea7d8]"How things were there... The fact that you essentially told me to kill you at one point,"[/color] he said, though the last part was more of muttered under his breath and hard to hear.

	She bit her lip and looked down at the ground. She didn't really want to talk about what had happened in the Baxter Building that night. [color=cc33ff]"... I'm sorry, Piet. I shouldn't have asked you to do that... I wasn't thinking clearly at all. I was in a lot of pain and it... I don't know, I guess I wanted the easy way out."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Why would you do that Guina? Like why? I get it, everything was different, the world was screwed up we had no idea about this reality or anything here, but why still? I mean, really... That gave me more then a mild panic attack you know..."[/color]

	Guin kept on looking at the ground, her hands feeling numb and clammy. [color=cc33ff]".... I think I was just suicidal in that world, Piet,"[/color] she whispered. [color=cc33ff]"I-I don't know what you want me to say."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"...Ok... I just hope you aren't really in the real world or something..."[/color]

	She shook her head, feeling really sick. [color=cc33ff]"C-Can we stop talking about this, please?"[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"...Alright Guina..."[/color]

	She nodded slightly, letting go of his hand in order to run her hands through her hair. She didn't want to think back on everything she had felt in that other world. Sure, she had theoretically had everything she could possibly want but the experience had been soul crushing. The House of M that Wanda had built - Guin's happiness there had cost her her soul. No, she hadn't even been really happy there. Never again would she wish for something like that. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"Guina? Are you okay?"[/color] he asked her, before he pulled her into a hug.

	[color=cc33ff]"Yeah, I'm fine Piet - just thinking about that stuff makes me feel really sick,"[/color] she admitted, hugging him back. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"Oh, okay... I'll be honest I kind of have been avoiding talking about it myself... Anyway, we can talk about something else if you want to..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"Um well... Do you still want to get married?"[/color] she asked.

	[color=7ea7d8]"Definitely, why wouldn't I?"[/color]

	She shrugged her shoulders slightly. [color=cc33ff]"I dunno, just with everything that happened... I wanted to check."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"I still do want to marry you Guina... Don't worry about that..."[/color]

	Guin smiled slightly at him and pulled his head down closer for a kiss. 

	He kissed her, before giving her a smile, [color=7ea7d8]"I love you Guina, more then anything..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"More than Billy Joel?"[/color] she asked, giggling a little bit.

	[color=7ea7d8]"Oh totally Guina."[/color]

	She smirked slightly. [color=cc33ff]"Wow, you love me more than Billy Joel...."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Is that such a bad thing though?"[/color]

	Guin shook her head, kissing his jaw softly. [color=cc33ff]"Nope, not at all."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Good, you had me concerned there for a moment,"[/color] he said with a bit of a smirk.

	She glanced around the room quickly. [color=cc33ff]"Go lock the door and then close your eyes."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Uh, okay,"[/color] he said with a smile, before he zipped over and locked the door to the lab.