Eventually after walking with Steve for a while, I managed to speak up. Steve looked so emotional when I spoke to him for the first time, it was like his kid was taking his first steps. Well, in a way, I'm a kid speaking his first words... again, so it's somewhat similar.

"So how are things with you and Tony?" I asked Steve while I walked beside him. I wasn't sure why, but I felt somewhat responsible for what was happening. I mean... I know about Tony and Stephen, so that makes me somewhat of an asshole.

But on the scale of asshole from 1-10, I'm like a 3. Tony is like a 7, and Wade is like 2 million.

"Good, why do you ask?" Steve replied. He really doesn't know. I felt somewhat cool for knowing something that Captain America didn't, but at the same time I felt horrible for not telling him. Don't involve yourself with big boy relationships, you're still just a kid, I reminded myself.

"Nothing. Just wanted to check in on the only stable relationship in the Tower," I told him with a forced laugh, hoping that was a convincing reason.

Steve didn't question it. "What's that supposed to mean?" He asked with an eyebrow raised. I bit the inside of my cheek. "Is there relationships between you kids?" He questioned, stopping in his tracks.

I rubbed the back of my neck with a nervous laugh. "Not exactly," I answered, not really knowing how to explain it without revealing anything personal.

Steve winced. "And here I thought you saw each other as siblings," He commented.

My eyes widened. "Hell no!" I exclaimed. "The moment I start thinking of Wade as my brother is the moment I've gone insane to the point where I'm running naked on the streets."

"Okay, first of all, language," He answered. Then Steve smirked. "So, Wade, eh?" He asked, figuring out the issue.

I groaned at his discovery. "Not only Wade," I mumbled.

"Shuri too?" He asked with surprise. "I didn't know you guys were polyamorous."

I cringed. "No... ew..." I stated, thinking of Wade, Shuri, and I in a three way relationship. "That's so gross."

Steve laughed. "Okay, so more like a love triangle. You and Wade fighting over Shuri?" He assumed.

I shook my head with a sigh. "It's more complicated than that."

He looked doubtful. "Love triangles are complicated by itself, how can it possibly get worse?"

I bit my lip. "If I tell you everything, will you promise not to tell anyone? Wade would slice my head off and I'm not even sure if the stuff about Shuri is true."

Steve smiled. "You can trust me, kid. I won't tell a soul."

I grinned. "Okay. Well... Wade is treating me like shit, Wade was flirting with Shuri and then Shuri seemed upset with him flirting with her and then Wade slept with me and then treated me like shit and then flirted with Shuri again which she seemed to enjoy even though a few days earlier she was pissed about it and then she dropped hints that she likes me and now I'm not even sure what's going on."

Steve's eyes widened. "Dang Peter, that is pretty complicated," He agreed.

I just shook my head once more. "That's not the only thing. I think there's something wrong with Wade. I mean, when his family was called they said he used to be funny and sarcastic before the attack, but now he's really aggressive and mean. And then when we... y'know... hooked up... he had a completely different look in his eyes. Then, last night, I caught him crying. But then when he saw me staring, there was like a switch in his brain that changed his emotions straight back to his angry self," I explained to him.

He had a confused look on his face. "So are you thinking bipolar...?"

I shook my head. "Doesn't that include more intense ranges? Like happiness?" I pointed out. "I'm not really sure, but I think you should get him checked out."

Steve nodded. "Well whatever he has, it's no excuse to act like a prick," He snapped, running his fingers through his hair. "Come on, let's go back home. Maybe I should take all three of you kids to a psychologist, talk about your conditions and such."

I gave him a small smile and nodded, following him back to the Tower.

Wait, did he just say it was my home?