Proposal:
Pietro smiled at you as you tried to keep up with him. "C'mon, Princessa! Keep up!" You stopped completely and glared at him. You put your hands on your hips and said, "Excuse me, I don't have superspeed to keep up with you."

He chuckled and sped over to you. He picked you up bridal style, and kissed your forehead. "Have I told you how much I love you?" You shrugged. "Yes. But I'd love to hear it again." He smiled down at you and said, "I love you."

Then the little bastard sped off without giving you a warning.

You clung to him tightly as he ran, and he held onto you extra tight. He finally stopped, on a beach in California. You practically jumped from his arms as you thought of scowlding him.

When you were about to, you couldn't form words, because there were four little ones written in seashells in front of you.

Will you marry me?

Tears formed in your eyes, even more so when Pietro got down on one knee. You smiled as happy tears strolled down your face, and nodded as you hugged him.

Rings:

Engagement Announcement:

Dress:

Hair:

Or

Venue/Decor:
Disney World, Florida

Food:
Club sandwiches, baked fries, deviled eggs, cheese and crackers, and of course the cake.

Maid of Honor:
Wanda Maximoff. (She was the sister you never had, and the sister Pietro had always had.)

Best Man:
Clint Barton. (He was your best friend, and he made Pietro promise to "not screw this one up.")

Who Walks You Down The Aisle:
Your Father. (He may not have liked Pietro at first, but he soon realized how much Pietro truly loved you. He made Pietro promise something similar to what Clint said.)

His Reaction When You Walk Down The Aisle:

Vows:
Him: To my love, I will honor you and hold your love in my heart. I will keep you safe and hold your loving words in my brain. I love your strength and intelligence, and I love your everything. I promise to make you happy.
You: I vow to never hurt you. I will love you, and support you, during even the toughest times. I will hold you, and love you, and make you smile. I promise to remind you of your greatness, when you are at your lowest. I love you, Pietro.

Honeymoon:
Venice, Italy