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‘Peter, your mother needs you to visit,’ Peter heard inside his mind.
Why was his mom calling him right now? He still quickly got dressed and ran over to Charles's office to make sure he knew he was leaving before running over to his house. He stopped out front when he saw Wanda getting out of a car.
“Hey, sis,” Peter said, hugging her.
Wanda gasped excitedly. “Peter!” She hugged him back.
“Hey, isn't it your birthday?” Peter asked, jokingly.
Wanda pretended to think for a moment. “It's yours too, right?”
They both laughed and hugged again. Peter bounced on the balls of his feet for a bit before they walked up to the door.
“Do you know why mom called me?” He asked, walking up to the house.
“Maybe she wanted you there for dinner tonight,” Wanda shrugged. “I didn't know you were coming over.”
“Wowww,” Peter said, “not asking to invite your own twin over for both of our birthdays,” he shook his head.
Wanda shoved his shoulder. “Shut up, you can visit any time you want to and you know that.”
He laughed and put his hand on the door knob. “You never asked me to,” he said, opening the door.
“Surprise!” Everyone inside yelled.
Wanda’s eyes lit up and she ran inside, hugging her friends. Peter walked in and closed the door, looking around the room. No one he knew was there. He was at a surprise birthday party with none of his friends.
“Happy birthday, kids,” his mom said, hugging Wanda when she came up to her.
This just made Peter's bad day even worse. He started walking away, trying to push through the crowd to get to his room.
“Peter, where are you going?” Natalya stopped him.
“None of my friends are here. This is Wanda’s party, not mine,” he said. He sounded much more angry than he meant too.
“Wait, no–” Natalya was trying to call the others over since they were still in the other room, but she was interrupted by a small voice.
“Papa!” A cute voice shouted. People looked down and hopped away, feeling something hit their legs.
Peter gasped and dropped to the floor, sitting on his knees. “Come here, baby,” he patted his chest. The little Bamf ran up to him and jumped into his arms. “Oh, you worried me so much. Your brother told me you ran off with daddy,” Peter said in between kisses to the Bamf’s head. He opened his eyes and gasped softly, “Where's daddy? Is he here?”
Everyone was definitely staring, but Peter didn't care. Maybe his mom did put in the effort to have his friends here.
The Bamf nodded. “Go get him for me,” Peter patted it's back and it teleported out of his arms.
“‘Papa’?” Wanda asked, laughing. “Peter, what is that?”
“He’s a Bamf!” Peter said, standing up.
“A what?”
It teleported back into Peter's arms and he caught him. Kurt appeared to his side and nearly fell over onto Peter. Peter giggled happily, holding the Bamf in one arm and hugging Kurt with the other.
“You're here,” Peter whispered. He kissed Kurt softly on the lips.
“I am sorry I lied,” Kurt said. “Mother and Dr. McCoy are here too.”
The Bamf teleported away again and he came back sitting on Hank's shoulder. Hank grabbed Raven's hand to try and steady himself while she turned into Azazel so she'd have a resistance to the effects from teleportation. Peter jumped up and clapped excitedly. He ran over to Hank, a little too fast for the humans in the room to be comfortable with, and hugged him.
“Dad!” Peter said, squeezing Hank.
“‘Dad’?” Natalya and Wanda said in unison.
Hank put his arm around Peter's shoulder, still not letting go of Raven yet with the other one. Raven turned back into herself and Peter opened his eyes, hearing the sound of her scales falling back in place.
“Why are you clothed?” Peter asked, releasing Hank.
Raven smoothed down her skirt with her hands. “Your mom asked me to be since there are people around.”
“You don't look human, though,” Peter said. The Bamf jumped off of Hank's shoulder and onto Peter's.
“That's what I'm saying!” Raven said.
“If everyone's ready,” Natalya got everyone's attention again, “I'd like to give Peter and Wanda their surprise.”
Peter didn't leave Hank’s side, but he looked at his mother expectantly. Kurt teleported next to him and Peter happily kissed him on the cheek before looking back at Natalya. Wanda was with her friends and came over to Peter to be with him for it.
“I got back in touch with your father and he said he'd like to meet you,” she said excitedly, expecting a good reaction from the twins.
“The surprise is some random dude we've never met nor care about?” Peter asked.
Wanda smacked his arm. “That's our dad.”
“The guy who abandoned mom, yeah,” Peter said.
“He did nothing like that. Neither of us knew I was pregnant when we broke apart, he left, and I never saw him again. But he's here now! I'll be right back.”
Natalya left down the hall, leaving everyone in silence. “Ten bucks says it's that guy I told you about,” Peter said quickly.
“What guy?” Wanda asked.
“The one who was definitely flirting with my headmaster.”
Natalya came back and told the man to wait around the corner. “Come on out,” she said excitedly.
A tall man with short, red hair came around the corner. He stopped in place the instant he locked eyes with Peter. Peter's eyes widened and he burst out laughing.
The man blinked. “Peter?” He asked. His eyes slowly settled on Wanda, and then drifted behind them to Kurt, Raven, and Hank. “Raven, Henry, what a surprise,” he said, seemingly trying to not focus on the speedster he just learned is his son.
“Oh my god, I was right,” Peter punched the air. “You owe me ten bucks,” he nudged Wanda's arm.
“Hey! I never agreed to that!” Wanda complained. “That’s Erik?”
Erik hummed. “So you've talked about me?” He asked Peter.
“That's crazy, dude! Hey, do you know karate yet? Did you learn it?” Peter asked, bouncing on his feet.
“No, I still do not know karate,” Erik sighed.
“You two… know each other?” Natalya asked.
Erik nodded slowly. “Yes. I met him… a while ago.”
“He's cool, I like him,” Peter smiled. He handed the Bamf he was holding to Kurt. “What's your deal? Why do you suddenly want to know who me and my sister are?” He asked, running around Erik and stopping to talk and look at him.
“I learned I had children, your mother reached out to me to ask if I would like to meet you for your birthdays. I didn't expect it to be… you, though.”
“Why not? I knew it was you. Actually, no I didn't, but I guessed you were my dad.”
“How could you have known?” Erik asked.
“How many mutants are there that can control metal?” Peter asked, giving him a look that basically called him stupid for asking that. Then, he gasped, “Can I control metal?”
“You would've found that out by now if you could,” Erik said. “Or Hank could tell you. Who knows what kinds of things he does in that underground lab of his.”
Natalya looked at Hank questioningly. “It's nothing like that,” Hank defended. “I study mutations and biology. I never do experiments without permission from the patient, or the person I get the samples from.”
“Erik,” Raven said.
“Yes, love?” Erik answered.
“Since when do you have kids?”
Erik looked around, trying to find a decoration that said their age. “Seventeen years,” he said, finally seeing some balloons in the corner. “When did you have another?” He gestured to the Bamf.
“Oh, he's not– It's hard to explain,” Raven said.
“Kurt is Azazel's boy, isn't he? Why does the small one look exactly like Kurt?”
“Daddy!” The Bamf said, kneading Kurt's chest with his hands.
Erik opened and closed his mouth. “I’ll accept your ‘it’s complicated’ answer, actually,” he finally said.
Raven flattened her mouth into a thin line and nodded.
“This…” he looked down at Peter, “this is weird, correct?”
“Oh, definitely,” Peter laughed.
“My son is an X-Man…” he muttered.
“My dad's a terrorist, so there, I win,” Peter skipped off to Kurt and held the Bamf.
“What do you mean, ‘a terrorist’?” Wanda asked.
“What? Do people somehow not know what you did?” Peter asked Erik.
Wanda laughed uncomfortably. “I think we'd recognize a terrorist if it was recent enough that you know about him,” she said. She cleared her throat and gave Peter a look that said ‘shut up’.
Peter looked at her, trying to understand. ‘Oh,’ he mouthed, realizing what she did. “Mom, we'll be right back,” Peter said, grabbing Wanda's wrist and quickly walking away. He was careful not to use his speed in front of Wanda's friends.
“What did you do, exactly?” Peter asked after closing the door.
“He just looks and sounds different. I saw him and didn't want any of my friends knowing I'm related to Magneto, of all people,” Wanda whispered.
“Can my friends see him, still?”
“They seem to know him personally so I didn't think they'd be a problem. It's worse to be friends with a terrorist than to be unwillingly related to one.”
“Well, I like Erik, so I'm going back out there,” Peter said, grabbing the handle.
“You're on a first-name-basis with him?” She whisper-shouted.
“I hear Charles talk about him all the time! I'm used to knowing him as Erik.” Peter left the room before Wanda could stop him and went back to walking when he got out.