She knows she should've learned her lesson. Magic isn't a toy. It's not something she should use to fill in the holes in her own heart. It's something that needs to be used properly, accurately, and with proper intent that's stripped of its emotion.
But when she sees him step inside of the suburban home she's built, replenished with furniture they only ever dreamed of from her sitcoms and movies, and sat it beside a house that's filled with a kind family who love nothing but to let him be a bad influence on their young children… It's worth making the same mistake and correcting it to be something fruitful, in her control, and here.
He's always been worth it.
This time, when Wanda creates a hex, it's not out of an emotional outburst. She'd been particular, specific in the way she'd built it. It isn't broken. It's as flawless as she can make it, a safe haven for the two of them to exist as they were always meant to be. She can't and won't hurt anyone this time. She has the person she wants—and she knows, in time, her family will come back to her. He's stayed beside her since she reached for him and felt him reach back; he hasn't disappeared as she had been so fearful he would.
Allowing Pietro to be fallible is a flaw in the universe's design that she's corrected. Tying him to her is the only way to fix what she hadn't been able to correct so long ago.
It had been traumatic, to say the least, to more or less come back from the dead. For one thing, it hadn't been something Pietro had signed up for. For another, there was actually a momentary flash of guilt in his heart for not 'walking it off' as the Captain had insisted. For a third, he had failed his sister and that was entirely his own fault and he still hated himself for that fact.
The first few days had been a testy thing, in the long run, of Pietro trying to find his footing in the new truths of his life and not always succeeding. But time, and freedom like he hadn't known in the very small fragment of days between 'escaped Hydra' and 'died from Ultron'. Adjustments were made in small steps, and he had finally adjusted to his new way of being.
The running, of course, helped. Running that he came in from and flopped down on the couch rather than taking a shower.
"Very much. I saw some deer. The baby was very cute and had spots on it."
At least he's come back. Every time Pietro leaves, Wanda frets it'll be the last time. And yet—she still tells him to go. She'll be fine; she much prefers her floors to remain intact and not bear holes in them from his restlessness.
"And you did not bring back the deer?"
Tsking, Wanda shakes her head. Despite wanting to feign disappointment, she doesn't wipe her smile from her face. Can't. Pietro is back and she permanently smiles now. She doesn't know how to frown, be sad, or even exist without the pinch to her cheeks.
Approaching the couch, she tapped the toe of his shoes. "For that, feet off the couch."
If he'd brought back the deer, he'd have a hell of a lot more waiting for him. Maybe a drink with an umbrella. A little snack. Instead, all he has is Wanda tapping his shoe and magically playing with his shoelace, turning that into a bit of a knot in itself.
Feet off the couch? Pietro doesn't answer at first. Just leaves his feet on the couch and smiles. Yep, this worked for him. Very comfortable. You like him to be comfortable, don't you sister?
"It is not polite to tie someone's shoes more. How will I get them off?"
Wanda doesn't make it a point to untie his shoelaces, taking his question as an invitation to continue to wrap it into a knot. Of course, if he wanted the shoelaces untied, they'd be free within seconds. It's nice to relax and to simply be a pest as she would be in Sokovia.
"Perhaps, you'll be nice to the lady of the house and do as she says." She smiles down at him as innocently as she can muster. "I hear that she is very kind but scary."
She scrunches up her face and shakes her head. "She's not ticklish." Wanda knows she's very, very ticklish. That fact hasn't changed since Pietro's death. All that changed was the fact she had no one left to tickle her... until little Tommy.
"I hear that she's very strong and unticklable."
No, she's still very ticklish. Anticipating what's inevitable, she magically ties one shoe's shoelace to the other—as if that's going to stop Pietro.
"Oh, she's very ticklish," Pietro grins as he sits up. Yes, he sees his shoe laces tied together. Doesn't keep him from reaching for his sister to try and tickle her.
Wanda doesn't take a step back, even though that would—and should—be the next step. But she doesn't want to move away from Pietro. She's spent far too long without him to ever want to deny him anything ever again... except undoing his shoelaces. Isn't this how one ties their shoelaces together?
With her hands on her hips, she playfully glares down at him. "You'll regret it if you try to tickle me, Pietro."
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She knows she should've learned her lesson. Magic isn't a toy. It's not something she should use to fill in the holes in her own heart. It's something that needs to be used properly, accurately, and with proper intent that's stripped of its emotion.
But when she sees him step inside of the suburban home she's built, replenished with furniture they only ever dreamed of from her sitcoms and movies, and sat it beside a house that's filled with a kind family who love nothing but to let him be a bad influence on their young children… It's worth making the same mistake and correcting it to be something fruitful, in her control, and here.
He's always been worth it.
This time, when Wanda creates a hex, it's not out of an emotional outburst. She'd been particular, specific in the way she'd built it. It isn't broken. It's as flawless as she can make it, a safe haven for the two of them to exist as they were always meant to be. She can't and won't hurt anyone this time. She has the person she wants—and she knows, in time, her family will come back to her. He's stayed beside her since she reached for him and felt him reach back; he hasn't disappeared as she had been so fearful he would.
Allowing Pietro to be fallible is a flaw in the universe's design that she's corrected. Tying him to her is the only way to fix what she hadn't been able to correct so long ago.
Wanda smiles. "Did you enjoy your run?"
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The first few days had been a testy thing, in the long run, of Pietro trying to find his footing in the new truths of his life and not always succeeding. But time, and freedom like he hadn't known in the very small fragment of days between 'escaped Hydra' and 'died from Ultron'. Adjustments were made in small steps, and he had finally adjusted to his new way of being.
The running, of course, helped. Running that he came in from and flopped down on the couch rather than taking a shower.
"Very much. I saw some deer. The baby was very cute and had spots on it."
Don't worry, he didn't pet the deer.
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"And you did not bring back the deer?"
Tsking, Wanda shakes her head. Despite wanting to feign disappointment, she doesn't wipe her smile from her face. Can't. Pietro is back and she permanently smiles now. She doesn't know how to frown, be sad, or even exist without the pinch to her cheeks.
Approaching the couch, she tapped the toe of his shoes. "For that, feet off the couch."
If he'd brought back the deer, he'd have a hell of a lot more waiting for him. Maybe a drink with an umbrella. A little snack. Instead, all he has is Wanda tapping his shoe and magically playing with his shoelace, turning that into a bit of a knot in itself.
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"It is not polite to tie someone's shoes more. How will I get them off?"
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Wanda doesn't make it a point to untie his shoelaces, taking his question as an invitation to continue to wrap it into a knot. Of course, if he wanted the shoelaces untied, they'd be free within seconds. It's nice to relax and to simply be a pest as she would be in Sokovia.
"Perhaps, you'll be nice to the lady of the house and do as she says." She smiles down at him as innocently as she can muster. "I hear that she is very kind but scary."
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Kind, yes, but he's never had cause to fear his sister. So he isn't taking the scary.
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"I hear that she's very strong and unticklable."
No, she's still very ticklish. Anticipating what's inevitable, she magically ties one shoe's shoelace to the other—as if that's going to stop Pietro.
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"She is very strong and very ticklable."
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Wanda doesn't take a step back, even though that would—and should—be the next step. But she doesn't want to move away from Pietro. She's spent far too long without him to ever want to deny him anything ever again... except undoing his shoelaces. Isn't this how one ties their shoelaces together?
With her hands on her hips, she playfully glares down at him. "You'll regret it if you try to tickle me, Pietro."
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"Perhaps you can bribe me? Breakfast would be nice."