superbox | Not enough speedsters

So, boring day.

Are quiet days even possible when you're a superhero? One would think between universal menaces, lover's quarrels that are able to destroy entire continents and the occasional world-changing instant any moment of relative calm would be called 'peaceful', 'calm' even. It definitely wouldn't not be called 'boring'.

But ah, that's different when you're a speedster. When you're a speedster, everything is boring. Everything moves at slow motion as if it was waiting for something and that something never came. Like you're in front of an old woman in the line and the poor old woman can't figure out how to work the controls and you're just there. Standing when you could very easily finish whatever transaction she's out to do in a couple of seconds.

But all you get to do is wait.

So Pietro doesn't wait when he's bored, it makes him feel uneasy and pissed of and- yeah. Instead, he runs.

So there's a blur going around, but it isn't like anybody would even have the necessary speed to see him right?

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Yeah, so much for 'boring'. Guess what? There is someone out there who can see him just fine, and that someone happens to be out for a run, too. Because yeah, there's nothing going on in New York at the moment, no supervillains to stop, no one to bug at the Mansion, Kate is dealing with school things... All that's left for Tommy Shepherd is to head out and try to find something fun to do.

Who'da thunk he'd find Uncle Pete having the same idea?

"Hey Uncle Pete!" He chirps, sliding into place beside him, another blur of color to the rest of the world. He keeps pace fairly easily like it's no big deal.

It isn't the speed that gives Tommy away, or even the white hair. It's that goddamn annoying nickname he insists on using and while yes, he's pretty proud Wanda had kids he'd rather watch them from afar. Pet their backs, write 'congratulation' cards when they do something that some indulgent people would label as 'good'.

He definitely doesn't remember singing up for idiotic nicknames. Or races, for that matter. He can't help but go just a tad faster, making sure he's a few inches in front of him.

"I would think running could make it clear I don't have time to lose, but some don't seem to get the message."

Except he isn't really busy and he's doing this because he's bored but, whatever.

Oh it is on, Uncle. Frowning slightly for a moment, he picks up his speed a little until he's a few inches ahead of Pietro, because screw you, it is now on like Donkey Kong.

"Dude if you were going somewhere in particular you'd already be there and you wouldn't still be running," he points out, in that oh-so-teenager-y 'duh' sort of tone. "So whatcha doin'?"

Are you kidding he did this for years before you were even born, he can beat you running on his back. Which is what he's actually doing right now.

"Stop presuming to know what I'm supposed to be doing or have time to do. I don't have to give you any kind of explanation."

Yeah well he's still the younger, faster, better looking version of you so there and he's pushing himself to keep pace, frowning.

"It was just a question. You don't have to be an ass about it." Come on Pietro your nephew just wants to spend time with you and look up to you! "Why do you hate me?"

Sorry kiddo, he has enough issues about deserving his powers without you being like a permanent reminder someone could do better he's so not letting you win. But he does turn because running at that speed without looking is suicidal even for him.

"Why do you think I care about you enough to hate you? You should go try to get my father's attention. I've heard you have a lot in common with him." Like he did, when he was younger. He looks at you and he sees a younger, more stupid self Tommy.

It's just too easy to hate you.

"Y'know, I don't know why I ever bothered. I thought we'd have things in common the way Billy and Mom do." His voice gets a little quieter, expression a little more closed off. Rejection from family hurts, man. It hurts bad. He's already had a set of parents walk out on him, and now even his mutant speedster uncle hates him.

"You're just a jerk."

It's like looking at himself at a time-mirror. Every doubt, problem, deception Tommy seems to go through had crossed his mind at one point or another. When he was little he had Wanda and Wanda had him and that was all that mattered. Then came Magneto and then the Avengers-

But it was always the Maximoff together. And from what he knows of the Young Avenger's history... that isn't exactly the way things have been for them. He really hates Finesse for making him hate teenagers slightly less. He would have walked away from Tommy no problems before.

"Beat me then, Mister Speed. Show me you're actually a person worth wasting time on."

Pietro is lucky he had his sister. Tommy has had his twin for maybe a year or two, at the most. During some of the hardest parts of their lives, they didn't even know the other existed, and after Tommy's human parents left him to rot in super-juvie, it's like there's been a large hole in his life. A hole that he's slowly trying to fill with the family he always wanted, but... It isn't how he thought it'd be. He thought Pietro would get him but he doesn't, does he?

The same, but nothing alike.

His expression twists into a snarl all full of teenage rage at that comment. "You wanna see what they made of me, Uncle Pete? Fine." And suddenly he's pushing forward, fasterfasterfaster, always faster, and it's like the doctors are in his ear again, jeering, yelling at him to move, to push. When those memories come up, he moves like his life depends on it.

Not enough speedsters

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