CHAPTER TWO:
SWEET CANDY
IS NICE TO EAT.

                    Alexa Cahill didn't think too much about it. She didn't think about it again until a month later when she received a second basket full of gummies of different colours, forms, and flavours. That was when she decided to go to the Avengers' Tower and asked face to face to who she believed was the one behind the baskets.

      Pietro Maximoff.

      While the girl walked to the building, which was around five blocks from her house, she repeated in her head the words that were attached to the second basket: are nice to eat. She understood that it was the continuation of the previous card, forming the phrase: sweet candy is nice to eat.

      The redheaded greeted Friday when she entered the tower, going into the elevator while she thought of what kind of joke was the speedster thinking of. Pietro usually pulled her legs, but it was always simple pranks, nothing as elaborated as now. Besides, how could candy be a prank? Maybe he would expect her to trust him before giving her rotten candy, or he would buy some disgusting candy and make it pass as it were her favourite.

      Of course, the last option would be a difficult one when her favourite candy was cotton candy, but Pietro Maximoff is intelligent. At least when he wants to play a prank on the redheaded.

        All the reasons why she thought of why the speedster was leaving baskets went into extinction when Alexa found him.

      "You think I'm going to buy a basket full of chocolate and give it to you?" He asked with a thick accent and his brows raised. "First, I don't have enough money. And second, I would eat them. Those chocolate bars are amazing."

      Alexa looked at him. He made sense, but she still didn't trust him. "Well, but it does make sense that you would be the one behind this. You're the only one who has the keys to my house and you can be in and out in a second. I'm going to change the keys, Maximoff, I don't know what I was thinking about to give you a copy in the first place."

      "Maybe you were thinking that you love my company," he mocked. "I'm being serious, it wasn't me. Ask Wanda!"

      "Ask me what?" The girl crossed the door, looking at both of them with a suspicious look. "I don't want to be in between you again. I don't care if Pietro cut your hair or-"

      "Wanda!" Pietro interrupted her sister with a scream.

      "You wanted to cut my hair?" Alexa looked at him annoyed. "You're unbelievable, Maximoff. I'm going to avenge this. You just wait."

      "Oh, c'mon!" He pouted. "I didn't even do it. Wouldn't it be unfair?"

      The redhead shook her head. "It's the intention what counts. I'll take my revenge."