Wanda Maximoff (
scarlet_chaos) wrote2022-04-02 07:08 am
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
MHA # 11 | Saturday Morning
Wanda had spent the last week in a mood that, while not unfamiliar, was foreign enough to throw her off for a bit. Things like that were weird when your previous relationship was with a robot man.
Today felt much more normal. She slept through the night and hadn't woken up sweating and frustrated. Though as she laid in bed, taking in the normalcy, she heard some noises coming from her kitchen.
Wanda groaned, pulling the covers over her head. Whatever it was, it could wait just a few more minutes.
[For me first, then open!]
Today felt much more normal. She slept through the night and hadn't woken up sweating and frustrated. Though as she laid in bed, taking in the normalcy, she heard some noises coming from her kitchen.
Wanda groaned, pulling the covers over her head. Whatever it was, it could wait just a few more minutes.
[For me first, then open!]
no subject
"Be careful."
no subject
He shut the fridge door with his foot, playfully shoving at his brother as he made his way to the counter. Unfortunately the playful shove unbalanced him and sent the carton of eggs toppling to the floor.
"Why did you let me do that?!" When in doubt, blame your brother.
no subject
Mmm. Floor omelet.
no subject
So she was in for a good weekend.
Clearly there were people in her apartment, and Wanda finally dragged herself out of bed, wrapping a robe around herself and hands at the ready in case it was some psycho trying to kill her on Saturday morning.
Then she entered the kitchen and her hands dropped to her sides. She wasn't quite sure what she was seeing at first, wondering if it was a dream. "Boys?"
no subject
no subject
no subject
She looked out the window nervously, checking for any sign of a sitcom life outside. "Did I do this?"
no subject
no subject
no subject
"I'm just a little confused--Billy, was it you?" If so, Wanda would need to explain the dangers of changing the universe to bend to your will, no matter how happy she was to see them.
no subject
They saw a portal and took advantage, like any 10-year-old would do.
no subject
no subject
no subject
"Let's clean up a little and then we'll have some breakfast that hasn't touched the floor."
And while that was happening Wanda would try to figure things out.
no subject
So here he was, with donuts, knocking on the door.
no subject
Billy, meanwhile, cracked open the door to see who was there before flinging it open when he saw food. "Donuts are here!"
And a man, too, but whatever. He'd get to that later.
no subject
no subject
"Hi!" Wanda called, heading to the door. "Billy, it's usually polite to greet the person before greeting the food."
no subject
no subject
"Hi, Steve," Billy said. "My brother Tommy is over there."
"Where's the donuts?" Tommy called. So polite.
no subject
no subject
As Billy rushed off towards the kitchen, Wanda really hoped they wouldn't hear the sound of breaking glass.
"Thank you for the donuts." Though it did make her mildly suspicious. "Is everything okay? Because I didn't do anything. I don't think I did."
Let's be real, if she had done something in this town sending Steve with food would probably be the wisest first line of defense.
no subject
no subject
no subject
Weird, right, Wanda? How could that happen?
no subject
"This is an everybody thing?" Annnnd that was her heart sinking into her stomach.
no subject
Sorry, Wanda.
no subject
She wanted to say fair. But since when had anything in her life been fair?
no subject
no subject
She nodded once, swiping a hand over her eyes to brush away some tears. "It's fine. It's fine. I'll be okay."
Wanda had given them up once before, surely she could do it again without completely freaking out.
no subject
"And if not, there's donuts," he said with a tiny smile.
no subject
Eventually Tommy had enough and zipped into the room in the blink of an eye, just like his uncle could. "What's taking forever? I'm starving to death."
no subject
no subject
Great, Tommy, embarrass your mother in front of Captain America.
no subject
no subject
Or, well, him. Billy tended to listen better.
no subject
Thus the hiding at Wanda's!
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
Look at those little Avengers-in-training.
no subject
Language, Rogers.