He's Fast, She's Weird [Private One-on-One] (@TurtleofFreedom)

“Forgot what?” Pietro insisted.

Evie bit her lip and swallowed, leaving the line quiet for a few seconds before replying. "The War Council meets today to figure out what to do with me. Aren't you going to come?"

Pietro stopped dead in his tracks. (I know I know not funny) “Of course, Eve. I’d never forget anything like that.” He took a deep breath. “If they all suddenly drop dead upon coming to a bad decision, um…. not my fault.”

Evie laughed. "Okay. Are you almost home?"

“Just down the street,” Pietro said, rushing to the door. “Kay I’m here.”

Evie hung up and rushed down the stairs, practically tackling him with a hug in the doorway.

Pietro hugged her back, speeding them into the living room after shutting the door behind him. He said, his words muffled in Eve’s shoulder, “You doing alright?”

//do they know about his

(Powers? Idk, you chose.)

Evie shook her head. She was about to cry. "Pietro, I'm scared."

“Don’t be. They can’t do a thing to you,” Pietro soothed. “You do still have basic human rights.”

"Not if I'm a…" she shuddered "…Weapon of Mass Destruction."

//can i lightly cuss

“E, you are not a weapon,” Pietro said, anger boiling inside him at the label they’d given his sister. “You are a wonderful, wonderful human being who is going to be fine.”

Evie hugged him tighter. "You think so?"

(Uh, I'd prefer if you didn't.)

//kk just checking

“I know so,” Pietro murmured.

Evie smiled and whispered, "Thanks." Her phone buzzed fervently in her pocket, which made her jump.

Pietro gently pulled back. “You’ve got this.” He stood by patiently while she answered the phone.

Evie's hands shook as she answered and held the phone to her ear. "Hello?"

"Evangeline. Confirm your meeting with the United Nations Specific War Council today
at 2:00 PM. Hit 1 to confirm."

Evie took the phone away from her ear and hit the keypad button. Her finger pressed 1 and she played the rest of the message on speakerphone.

"Your meeting has been scheduled for today. 2:00. With the United Nations Specific War
Council. Have a nice day."

Evie hung up and swallowed. "Well, it's settled then."

“They called you?” Pietro asked quietly. “Really?” He had clenched his fists to keep them from shaking with anger. “What time is it?”

Evie studied the time on her phone. "11:43." (idkkkkkkk…)

//lol ok its good

“We’ve got hours to kill,” Pietro grinned. “Want to go to (a place they always went when they were kids)?”