Relaxe and sleep

It all started when Isabella was teaching her class. She let them rest for a moment, trying to rearrange her notes, until a voice called her name.

“Ms Capri, is it true that you’re dating Ms Y/l/n?” The question made her instantly raise her head and look at who was asking. It was one of the sirens. Of course it would be one of them.

She was baffled for a few seconds, which made all students laugh, and she started to blush very hard. The werewolf couldn’t find a way to respond to that except that they needed to restart because she had a lot of work to do later. Not getting a frank ‘no’ as a reply, her students started to exchange looks and whisper among themselves.

After finishing her class, Isadora made her way to the nursery, very determined to find someone. She didn’t bother to knock before entering and walked straight to the desk. Seeing no one sat there, she searched for a moment before looking to the beds.

“There you are,” she said, visibly relieved when she saw you.

You were lying on a bed reading a book that Isadora brought for you last week. You were so absorbed by the story that you didn’t even notice her at first. She cleared her throat, and then you finally noticed the voice in front of the bed.

Slowly lowering the book, you prayed that it wasn’t a student or, worse, Principal Dort. The surprise was clear on your face when you noticed who was standing there. “Isadora, what are you doing here?” Readjusting yourself, you invited her to join you on the bed, which she accepted gladly.

“There are dating rumours about us circulating in the school,” she whispered to you as if someone else could hear your conversation.

“Oh yeah, about that. I may have or have not started them.” You admitted, a little shy about it.

The music teacher made round eyes. “What the heck? Y/n, why?”

“Hey, that’s not technically me.” She raised an eyebrow, truly not convinced. “Yesterday, Enid came to me because she sprained her ankle. We talked for a moment while I was treating her, and she asked me how I knew all those things about werewolves. Then, you know me; I’m very proud of my girl, so I tell her that I may be engaged to one. And you know her; she started asking questions. And she was doing those little puppy eyes, and then I gave in and told her about us.”

Isadora was shocked, well, very surprised, but not really knowing how Enid was, and gosh, she could be very insistent when she wants something.

You looked at your fiancée processing everything, and then she suddenly threw herself onto the mattress. “You good, babe?”

She looked at you a moment before opening her arms to you. It took you only a few seconds before taking the clue and lying next to her; you then filled the gap between her arms with your body, which almost made her purr (cute).

“Long day?” You asked even if it was only around 3 pm.

“Honestly, I’m more surprised that we could keep it a secret from them that long.” Her comment made you chuckle, and it brought back a smile to her face.

You were both staring at each other, too enamoured to hear the door of the nursery getting opened again.

“Ms Y/l/n, are you here?” Hearing the voice of Enid, you groaned loudly, which made your fiancée laugh and give away your presence. “Oh, I found… Oh, am I interrupting something?”

The student was stunned at the vision of her professor in the bed with the school nurse, hugging each other.

“What do you want, Enid?” you asked, which brought the younger werewolf back.

“Well, I am feeling a little itchy on my ankle right now. I don’t think it’s an infection, but Wednesday forced me to come to check.”

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. Isadora used that moment to kiss your cheek, making you and the blonde student surprised. “It’s an encouragement kiss. Now go take care of her,” she told you before almost pushing you off the bed.

In the next room you had Enid sitting on a bed while you were taking care of her ankle. Of course the music teacher was there, sitting at your desk, watching from behind. The Alpha looked behind you and caught Ms Capri’s new expression. Smitten. Enamoured. Totally in love. Call it what you want, but this woman was not drifting her eyes away from you.

“And with that we’re done.” You contemplated the bandaid, proud of your work. You walked to your desk, followed by Enid, when you noticed who was sitting on your chair. For a moment you thought that she would leave you your seat, but then she patted her lap with a cocky smile.

Enid looked at both of you while you feigned annoyance before complying and sat on Isadora’s lap. At this moment, the blonde werewolf felt like she was seeing something forbidden for her or anyone else.

“So Enid, you can go back to your dorm. I don’t want you to put a lot of effort into your ankle. There are some crutches there, take them. You can give them back when you’re fully recovered.” While you were saying this, your fiancée wrapped her arms around your midsection, something that didn’t go unnoticed by the Sinclair judging by her expression, tight in the middle of appreciation and shyness.

“Bye, Ms Y/l/n. See you later, Ms Capri.” Enid stuttered out of her mouth before grabbing the crutches and leaving the room.

You left the chair for a brief instant just to turn around before sitting back, now facing Isadora. “That was very unprofessional from you, Ms Capri.” Your flirtatious tone betrayed your scold, and her smile didn’t help you to remain professional, either.

You wrapped your arms around her neck, and hers took back the same place as before. The two of you didn’t wait anymore before having your lips intertwined. You were both fighting for dominance. She moaned in your mouth before one of her hands pulled your hair, forcing your head back.

The music teacher started to mark your neck and was kissing her way to your breast while your hand was firmly pushing her head lower. Suddenly she stopped, and you looked at her visibly disappointed.

“I can smell someone coming. Let’s finish it later.” She left a kiss next to your lips before she left the room. You didn’t have time to miss her before another student made their way to your desk.

Wednesday was standing in the middle of the school’s court, waiting for something or someone. Enid and Agnes were both watching her from different places. Fortunately for them, they didn’t have to wait too long before someone entered the school.

A young girl that nobody knew. All the gazes were turned to you while you were walking to the Addams. Your sunglasses were covering your eyes, a light detail that intrigued Agnes.

“You finally arrived”, Wednesday greeted you with her usual cold tone.

“Sorry for the wait, I found some new pieces for my collection.” You said, not really caring of the eyes up on you. “So what’s bother my cousin so much that’s required my help?”

The young raven quickly looked where Enid was before looking back at you. “Let’s talk about it somewhere more quiet.” As usual, she didn’t really wait before starting to walk back to her dorm, knowing that you’d follow.

Once there, you took a moment to look at the room, and you were taken back by the colourful side of the room.

“When your father told me that your roommate was colourful, I never imagined something like that.” The disgusted expression on your face almost fetched a smile from your cousin.

“It’s Enid’s side. She’s the one I need to protect.” She told you while you sat on her bed.

You tilted your head, looking at her with a curious expression before what she said finally reached your brain. “Oh, now Wednesday wants to save someone? After what happened at your previous school I would never think you could do something like that. And for a werewolf? That’s pretty uncommon for you.”

Wednesday sat on her desk and turned her chair to face you. Her expression was almost unreadable, but you knew this girl way too well.

“Wait, don’t tell me you have something for this lycanthrope.” You couldn’t contain the laugh coming out of your mouth, which immediately irritated her.

Thing signed something to Wednesday but she just decided to ignore him for now.

“Have you finished yet?” Her look was more strained now.

“I’m sorry, it’s just that of all the species in the world, you chose a werewolf, but I guess it’s better than the Hyde from last year.” Her disgusted expression was clearly visible on her face even if she tried to hide it. “Anyway, how can I help you?” After saying this you felt a strange presence beside you and looked for Thing on your side, but you saw no one.

“I have a plan, but I need you to–” You interrupted her by raising your hand in front of her face (pretty rude). You slowly stood up and looked from where the strange feeling came from.

Lowering your glasses, you were able to see more clearly what seemed to be a silhouette. “An invisible girl, huh? You surpassed yourself there Wednesay.”

Hearing that she got spot on, Agnes made herself visible again. She looked at Wednesday with a shy expression before looking at you.

She heard you call Wednesday your cousin and got really interested in you, which may be the reason she followed you both here.

“So are you going to introduce yourself, or are you just staring at us like a lost puppy?” Agnes didn’t sense the Addams in you. From what she saw, you barely show emotion too but were more like Wednesday’s mother.

“I’m Agnes.”

“Oh, that’s a pretty name. I knew an Agnes once. She was pretty just like you.” She blushed at your comment. “Unfortunately, the old lady died of a stroke. Sad.” Her smile suddenly wiped away. “Don’t worry, you seemed too young for that. I give you sixty more years before something like that happens to you.”

The way you were saying those things scared her a little if she had to be honest. The young girl looked at your cousin for help, a little unsure of what to do in this situation.

“Agnes, this is my cousin, Y/n. Y/n, this is Agnes, she’s…useful.” Wednesday said.

“Hey, don’t say something like that, Wed. She’s still very young. Don’t listen to what my cousin said. Nice to meet you.” You held your hand to Agnes, but the raven quickly pulled it before the ginger could take it.

“Don’t touch her hand. Y/n can kill you in a moment if she wants to. Never make any contact with her.” Your cousin warned her. The colours were living Agnes’ face while her hands were slightly shaking by the thought that she almost died.

“Sorry, I forget it sometimes.” You laugh it off, making the younger girl even more scared.

“Agnes, can you keep an eye on Enid? I need to talk to Y/n privately.”

The younger girl nodded and stood up to leave the room but made it clear to avoid touching you.

“Bye, Agnes.” You waved goodbye, which surprised her even more.

Around thirty minutes later, Agnes was observing Enid from a balcony, totally lost in her thoughts. She didn’t care about what was happening around her. The only thing that mattered for her right then was you and the mystery that you were.

Totally absorbed in her thought, she didn’t notice the footsteps coming in her direction.

“So that’s where you were hiding?” You whispered near her ear. She jumped out of surprise, letting escape a frightened noise. “Sorry, I just thought it would be funny to scare you a little bit.” You lowered your glasses and looked at her before she saw your expression change for a moment. “Your heartbeat is really high right now. Was I that good?” You smirked, and her entire face became red.

“I was… I was keeping an eye on Enid, and I didn’t hear you come so.”

“I think I saw her and Wednesday going somewhere. But let’s forget them for a moment, I wanted to talk to you.”

You took a few steps forward, and she took some steps back but got quickly cornered against a column.

“You’re an interesting person, Agnes. And I say it as a Frump. I don’t know why my cousin can’t see it, but I guess that’s an Addams thing. Anyway, I can see you, and I think I’ll be keeping an eye on you until our fates meet again.” You brought your hand a few inches against her cheek, making her heart beat even faster. “You’re cute.” You smiled and turned around. “See you soon, Agnes. And be careful, death is unpredictable.”

The young student was left stunned. Did you flirt with her? No, it wasn’t possible; you seemed to act a lot like Wednesday. But you still complimented her, and your eyes…oh, your eyes. The ginger was sure that they would be in her dream tonight.

“What’s happened to you, Agnes?” She asked herself. “You can’t flirt with her, she’s Wednesday’s cousin.”

She was fully aware of that, but she couldn’t keep her eyes away from you while you were leaving the school.

[Earth 717 - Kamar Taj’]

America was lying on a bed while Strange was examining her brain under the eyes of almost everyone. On a balcony, Natasha was there, looking at the horizon, when she heard some footsteps behind her.

“Do you think she’s having trouble right now?” Pietro stood beside her, looking at the view.

The retired assassin looked at him for a brief moment before looking away. “Knowing her, I would not be surprised, but I hope she found some people that would help her and would help her.” They stayed like that a few seconds before your mom talked again. “So, what’s the problem with America?”

“Strange thinks she’s having a bad time with her power, but Wanda is not convinced about that.”

“Why?”

“Just a feeling. She thinks that it must be because of that strange machine, and honestly I think so too, but I’m sure there is something else.” That intrigued the Russian, who looked at him with pure confusion. “I don't know; it’s just that countless things that involved Khrono are more complex than they seem.”

~~~~

Next to the room where America was resting, Morgan was staring at the wall in front of her, entirely ignoring everything happening around her. She could hear faint voices but didn’t want to make the effort of actually listening until someone touched her shoulder, finally getting her attention.

She looked behind her to find Yelena and Kate talking at her about something but wasn’t focused enough to clearly distinguish what they were saying.

“...we think that maybe it could reach her even if she would not be able to respond.” The archer said with a very enthusiastic expression.

“‘Scuse me, I didn’t hear you.” The young Stark replied, a little confused.

“Kate proposed to send a message to Y/n through her widow bites. If she could send us a signal, maybe we can do it too, and even if she can’t respond, at least she would know that we’re doing anything to get her back so she doesn’t need to worry too much.” Yelena explained this time.

Morgan looked at them for a long moment before storming out of the room. She immediately barged into the next room, scaring Wanda and Strange in the process.

“We can talk to Y/n,” she announced before leaving, searching for Natasha and her dad.

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[Earth 616 - New York Sanctum]

Strange was meditating when someone entered the Sanctum completely panicked. 

“Doctor, it’s America; you need to help her.” Peter was carrying the poor girl in the manor.

The sorcerer immediately brought her into a spare room where he summoned all sorts of circles of light to know what was wrong with the girl. He examined everything with Peter by his side, looking at him and praying that his friend would be alright.

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[Earth 717 - Avenger Tower]

Everyone was gathered in the training room, where Morgan disposed of an old model of one of her dad’s armors in front of them.

“I modify him to actually send a message specifically to Y/n based on the signal we received earlier. We don’t know where she is and if she’s okay. We will record something for her in the hope that she finds a way to reply. If she does, we will be able to find her.”

It was a crazy idea, but it wasn’t like they had another one, so they had to try.

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[Earth 616 - Avenger Tower]

“Now come on, tell me, who are you, Scarlet?”

You looked at your mom from the past, something was odd. She had a different aura, like something you saw when you had to fight against Agatha Harkness.

“Oh, you don’t want to talk, huh? Too bad I don’t have all the time with you.” She opened the door and entered the room. She walked until she was facing you.

You tried to open your mouth, but something felt uncanny. It was your mom; you were sure about that, but somehow the magic inside you was yelling at you to run. The Scarlet Witch raised her arm until her hand reached your face.

Something in you was waiting for a sort of motherly comfort at the tip of her finger, but their coldness froze you once they reached your forehead.

“Shh, let me look at you.”

She was invading your mind. Correction: she tried to invade her mind, but something blocked her.

There she was in the middle of a storm of pure chaos magic. Wanda looked around, but there was nothing to see except the red color from your inert magic.

In the middle of the storm, a silhouette was looking back at her; she could feel a real presence from this shadow, which intrigued her even more. The ginger woman struggled to put one foot in front of the other, but she didn’t give up until she reached the silhouette.

Wanda could feel the magic emanating from it. Her instinct told her to capture it. To absorb it. She tried to, but then she started to hear it. A voice.

“Back off! Get out! Leave my daughter alone!” The Sokovian didn’t have an opportunity to process it until she was projected into the wall behind her.

Hearing the noises, the Avenger came to the room, where they found both of you fainted on the ground. Natasha rushed to you while Steve was checking on Wanda.

“Hey, Scarlet, do you hear me? What happened?” The Russian asked, but you couldn’t answer. “Bruce, do something, please.” Everyone started to panic while hearing Natasha’s shaking voice.

While Bruce was checking on you, they evacuated Wanda to the nursery, where she could receive the care she needed.

In the meeting room an hour later, everyone was watching the footage of what happened, but nobody really understood what they saw.

“It seemed like Wanda tried to use her power on our little guest, but her own fought back.” Steve said, looking at anyone for any clue, but no one knew.

Dr. Cho and Maria exchanged a confused look before looking at Fury. He seemed unmoved, but it was clear that something was bothering him. The one-eyed man looked at the screen and thought about the discovery earlier; something was not right.

Bucky wanted to say something but got interrupted by Friday.

“Avengers, Ms. Maximoff just woke up.” The AI informed them.

“Tell her to join us here.” Fury commanded.

A few minutes later, Wanda was facing her ex-teammates, but none of them dared to say anything.

“Agent Maximoff, it looks like you have a lot of things to tell us about what happened in this room.”

“I don’t know what happened.” Wanda confessed, which didn’t really help them. “I tried to help you; I tried to search for some information in her mind, but something or someone was blocking me from the access. It looked like a silhouette of a woman. I don’t know who she was, but she told me that Scarlet was her daughter.”

Fury looked at Maria and Dr. Cho, who were clearly just waiting for his approval to tell everyone about their discovery, but he didn’t.

“Okay, I see. I’ll let you rest. For now we will focus on the old method of interrogation.”

~~~~

Two hours later, in your room, you were still unconscious, deep into a strange dream.

You were lost in the dark when you heard someone run really fast beside you. You looked around and just had enough time to see your favorite speedster until the background changed. Noises from a battle could be heard in the background, but you couldn't find where you were until a robot too familiar was about to shoot you before the bullets were stopped.

You looked in the direction of your assaulters to find Pietro between you and a clone of Ultron. He was totally pierced through the body by the bullets. Your uncle looked in your direction and smirked. 

"You didn't see that coming." He said before falling on the ground. You tried to reach him, but you were stopped by a loud scream. You knew this voice; it was your mom, but her voice seemed more painful than usual, and before you could be hit by a huge wave of chaos magic, someone dragged you far away. While this person ran with you, in the end of one of their hands you saw some flash of moments that seemed to be memories but not yours.

And then finally the stranger let you on a road in front of a sign where something was written. You couldn't read the totality of what was written, but from the road where you were, you could guess it was something like 'welcome to'. Despite that, one word was still perfectly clear: Westview. You wanted to enter the city, but a flash of light surprised you, and you woke up.

You looked around to find yourself in the same room for a while now. This was just a dream, but it seemed so real. You still had the feeling that you lost him just in front of you. And when you knew it shouldn't be the best thing to do, you tried something.

"Friday? Can you tell me where is Pietro Maximoff?" You asked loudly to be heard by the AI.

"Pietro Maximoff, twin brother of Wanda Maximoff, died in Sokovia during the attack of Ultron, Miss." The AI replied. You didn't thank her; you couldn't find the word. It's impossible.

He was supposed to teach you how to ride a bike for your fourth birthday, and he was supposed to be your confidant, the person you trusted the most. He should be the one who always helped to make up with your moms after your arguments. He couldn't be dead, right?

"Miss, are you alright?" Friday asked after your silence.

"Can you call Wanda?" You asked her, surprised by your own calm attitude.

"Of course," she replied, and you thanked her. In the common room, the Avengers were talking about something that Wanda didn't even pretend to be interested in until the AI spoke. "Ms. Maximoff? Miss Scarlet wants to see you." She announced, and everyone looked confused.

The witch didn't wait; she could finally escape this boring, unofficial meeting. She walked fast to where you were; she stopped in front of you and took a deep breath. It was the second time she was here today, but this time something felt different.

"What is Westview?" You asked, and she lost her composure.

"Where did you find this?" She asked, visibly confused by your question.

"That's not the point right now. Just answer, please. What is it?" You repeated.

"It's a little town."

"And what does this little town have that's so special?"

"What do you mean?"

"I had a dream about something related to…you, and this name came out of nowhere."

The Sokovian took a pause to process what you said. "What type of dream?" 

"That's not the question m-Wanda." 

"You said you dream about something related to me, so I think I have all the right to know what type of dream brings you there."

"Not what type of dream, but who brings me there. Someone brought me there, and when I tried to enter the city, something woke me up." You explained, and now she was curious. "But that's not the only thing that caught my attention. Before I woke up, I heard the voice of Vision and two little boys." You added. 

The older woman paled at your confession. "How is it possible?" She asked, visibly to herself, but unfortunately for her, you heard it.

"What do you mean? Wanda, what did you do to them?" You asked, now worried.

"It shouldn't happen like that." She said, and you were pretty sure she was about to cry. "They should be gone now. You were not supposed to hear them." 

"Wanda, who are the boys?" You tried to ask calmly.

"They are my sons." She replied before she started to cry. At these words, your world seemed to fall apart. That's not possible, right? She should be joking. You never had big brothers. If you did, your moms would tell you, right? 

"What happened to them?" You managed to spill out from your dried throat.

The witch sobbed, and she wanted to reply, but Strange came from nowhere like always. "She created them." He informed you, and you furrowed your eyebrows.

"No! They are real." Wanda argued.

"Why?" You said loudly to no one in particular.

"Maybe because I needed a family. They are my boys." She replied, but you were shocked after hearing her explanation.

"No! You had Pietro." You said more loudly than you planned, but the thought of your own mom, who seemed more attached to those imaginary boys than you, was enough to make you angry. 

"You don't know what you say!" She argued.

"Of course I know! You always said that the family is more important than anything, but you let your own brother die!" At the echoes of the screams, the Avengers decide to make their way to where you were. "You're an Avenger; your job is to protect the people who need help!"

"You think it's easy to wake up every morning to know that you're alone here because your own twin died not so far from you!?" 

At this moment anyone who could hear your argument could tell you were both angry and sad, but they didn't know why you seemed so sad to lose the young speedster.

"You should have tried." 

"Because you think I didn't."

"You should have tried harder!" Even if you looked intimidating when you raised your voice, the little trace of sadness broke the heart of Clint. "L-ai lăsat să moară. Mi-ai luat vărul de lângă mine! Vă urăsc! [You let him die. You took my cousin away from me! I hate you!]"

The Avengers finally reached where the three of you were, and from the expression of Wanda, even if they didn't speak Sokovian, they could guess you said something really hurtful. Natasha escorted the witch somewhere else and a lot of them. 

You were still asleep when you felt something pressed against your face. It was very soft, and you liked the sensation until this thing moved, wiping your face and waking you in the process. When you opened your face, you were met with Mr Olaf, a teddy bear, who shouldn't be there.

On the other side of the bed, a little body was clenched tightly around the plush. You smiled at the view and gently stroked the blonde bangs from the little girl's face.

Like you earlier, this little action was enough to wake her up. The little girl looked around for a moment before looking at you again. "Where's mummy?" She asked, and then you realised that your wife was missing.

But you couldn't open your mouth until the door of the bedroom got opened and your wife came in. "Look at who's finally awake." Stina said and came to sit on the bed next to your daughter. "Did you sleep well?" She asked her while the girl buried her face in her mommy's chest.

This view was anything you wanted to start your day. A smile didn't wait to start to form on your face.

The striker noticed you and bent over to give you a morning kiss. "Hey babe, are you good?"

You nodded and kissed her again until your little girl started to complain about being hungry. Your little family made its way to the kitchen, where you saw that the breakfast was already done, which made you a little confused.

"You seemed tired from yesterday's little adventure, so I decided to let you sleep, and I made breakfast today." She explained. You swore that you fell more in love with her at that moment.

Your daughter quickly made herself ready to eat when she noticed one of her favourite things: "Pancakes!" She exclaimed, making you momentarily look at her before looking back at Stina.

"I haven't made pancakes since forever, so I hope they taste good." She admitted making you melt more for her. The breakfast was your thing usually, and being the one who lives constantly with your daughter transformed you into a master of pancakes and other sweet things.

"I'm sure they taste better than you think." You gave her a quick kiss before sitting yourself and started to eat too. And like expected, after the breakfast your little girl was now fully ready for the day, and it showed immediately when she started to run around in the apartment.

Emma was your precious miracle, like Stina liked to say. You had to pause your career during your pregnancy, and it was definitely worth it. The little four-year-old was the biggest ray of sunshine of both of your lives. Stina was still in Sweden when you gave birth, but now it's been a few years since she signed for Arsenal.

At first it was hard for her because she feared missing all the first moments of your princess, but she reluctantly accepted the offer when you promised to call her every day so she could bond with Emma.

Emma looked like Stina, everyone told you, but being your daughter meant that Emma was a hard Hammarby fan, which is why she didn't fully understand when you told her that you would get a flight to see her mummy play in England.

Don't get her wrong, she loved her mommy, but she wasn't really a big fan of the red colour. Stina told you that was because you let her spend so much time with your teammates, which was not really wrong.

So when Stina had to dress her for the match against Chelsea, she was a little heartbroken to see that your daughter was firmly attached to her Kyra (Hammarby's) shirt. Emma really liked Kyra; she was like her big sister, and your wife knew that, but for an important game, she wanted to see her girl in her red and white kit.

Hearing the little argument from your bedroom, you decide to finally come to your striker's help. "Hey princess, what's wrong here?" You asked when you entered the room.

Your daughter wanted to reply, but she stopped immediately when she saw you. You were wearing an Arsenal kit, Stina's Arsenal kit. For her, it was simple; you betrayed Hammarby. She started to cry, making Stina flinch.

You reassured your wife and told her that she should start to get ready. When Stina left, Emma was crying, but she came back a few minutes later; all cries stopped, and more importantly, her daughter was wearing an Arsenal kit.

"How did you do that?" She whispered to you when she noticed that the little one was sleepy because of all the arguments.

"Let's just say that sometimes you had to make some compromise." You replied. "Now let's go; we don't want you to be late for a big game like this." You reminded her.

The ride to the Emirates was a little more quiet than usual. Fortunately, your daughter finally woke up just before the kick-off.

~~~~~

The game ended with a big win for Arsenal and a goal from Stina that she, of course, dedicated to you and your daughter (she can be very cheesy sometimes). When the players started to walk around the stadium and thank the fans, you noticed some Arsenal fans looking at you a little confused, well, more precisely, at the little girl on your lap.

Honestly, it was not the first time that you caught people staring at you during the game, but this time it seemed that these girls wanted to ask you something. Thankfully, for you, the team came where you were sitting before they could do anything.

Seeing Kyra coming to you two, Emma started to jump on your lap and got really excited. The Aussie didn’t have time to register anything before your little girl jumped into her arms. Stina looked from the side, a little scared about this, but thankfully the midfielder didn’t drop her.

“Wow, look at you, you’ve grown so much.” Kyra started to ruffle Emma’s hair, making people around you ‘aww’, and you chuckled a little.

You waited until the team finished to thank the fan before joining them in the locker room. There, you were immediately pulled away by Amanda and Lina, while Stina was forced to be the victim of Katie’s euphoria. Honestly, it was very funny to see her getting all flustered and shy in front of her teammates while they were chanting her name.

This situation seemed to please your daughter, who decided to join her mom in the middle of everyone to dance and try to sing, even if her English is not really good. You were in the middle of your conversation with your national teammate when you felt a hand tugging on your pants.

When you looked down, you were met with your daughter giving you her jacket, maybe to be more free in her movement. Once she joined the group again, you could hear people cheering very loudly; you looked at them to see everyone around your daughter and complimenting her Arsenal kit.

“It really suits you perfectly, lille vennen.” Frida said, which earned a big smile from the four-year-old girl. “Come on, let’s show it to Kyra.” The Norwegian player led her to where the young Aussie was.

“Wait, you really put her in a football kit that is not a Hammarby one? I’m actually very surprised.” Amanda was genuinely surprised, but she also knew that something was weird.

“I made a deal with her for that, but let’s not talk about it right now.” 

You spend some time with the team before having to go back home. Once there, Stina immediately came to you, wrapping her arms around your torso and resting her eyes on yours. “Thank you for making Emma wear one of my kits today.” She left a little on your lips before going to the bathroom.

“Gullunge, let’s grab the surprise for mommy.” Hearing this, Emma smiled and immediately ran into her bedroom.

A few minutes later your wife finished her shower and came to the living room, very confused, with something in her hand.

“Älsking, what’s that?” The striker asked, very confused.

“Your pyjamas for tonight!” Emma shot very enthusiastically.

“It was the counterpart for her to wear an Arsenal kit this morning.” You replied with a smirk on your face that didn’t go unnoticed by your wife.

The blonde striker looked at her hands, then back at your daughter; she sighed and decided to give in. She closed her eyes for a moment before wearing the Hammarby dressing gown (this thing exists for real, in the shop of the club btw) Emma left it for her as a surprise.

Your sulky wife came and sat on the couch next to you and rested her head on your shoulder with a groan, making you chuckle in the process. “Look at my beautiful wife finally wearing the colour of the best Swedish club,” you teased her, knowing she wouldn’t do anything about it except give you the side-eye.

“You’re very pretty like that, mama.” Your daughter backed up.

It was a peaceful Saturday; Eve and you were watching TV, cuddled together. With your hand massaging her scalp, the assassin slowly started to fall asleep. You watched it amused while she was fighting to stay awake. Very cute.

“You can take a nap. I'll be there when you wake up.” You assured her, and she reluctantly gave up. The brunette stood up and gave you a brief kiss before heading to your shared room.

There she finally let herself fall asleep, happy that she didn't have any work to do tonight.

She was chasing someone. She didn't really know why, but it certainly had something to do with her job. Eve followed them to a dark alley where they stopped and got ready to face her.

They fought for a few moments before Eve took the upper hand and made them fall. She was searching for her knife but only met with a gun. She aimed it at them, and then she noticed something.

The assassin looked closely, and she gasped when she saw your face, under her, completely afraid.

She didn't have time to ask anything before the scene changed and she was back in the theater. On the scene she knew too well. But this time there was a table in the middle of it with someone sitting with a paper bag on their face.

Your girlfriend looked around to find a man with an unreadable expression inviting her to sit down. She did it but was very confused until the man told her that now the last part of her mission consists of killing the person under the bag.

She didn't have time to ask anything when she noticed a gun in front of her. She took it and aimed at the person in front of her with a strange feeling in her stomach. Something screaming at her to not do that. But she has to.

So with eyes closed, she pulled the trigger and only opened them after she heard the body falling on the ground. She looked around, and the man had disappeared. A little scared, Eve stood up and walked to the body, which now had a bullet hole in the middle of the forehead.

The latina found the courage to reach for the paper bag and lift it up. She immediately fell on her butt when she saw your face with livid eyes looking back at her.

Eve woke up instantly without being able to control her breathing. She looked everywhere and noticed that she was back on her bed. She also noticed that she was sweating; she could feel a strange feeling in her stomach and a voice in her head telling her to check on you.

You were in the living room grading some papers when you heard the door of the bathroom open and Eve throwing up a few seconds later. “Eve? Are you okay, babe?”

You didn't wait for any response before heading to where she was.

“Hey, babe, I'm here.” You gently held her hair in one hand and smoothed her back with the other one.

When she finished, she threw herself to you and hugged you tightly.

“I'm here, Eve. Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere.” You told her even if you didn't know if it was the right thing to say, but she seemed desperate to feel your presence, so you just guessed.

She sobbed on your shirt while you were tracing some pattern on her thigh, hoping to calm her. “I thought I lost you.” You heard her whisper.

“I'm here, babe. Don't worry.” You kissed her head and helped her on her feet. “Do you want me to make you some tea while you clean yourself up?” You asked. She stayed silent a moment before nodding and letting you go.

Eve looked at herself in the mirror and washed her face with water. She knew it was just a nightmare, but it seemed so real; it was so intense. What if something happened to you because of her? What if she—

She closed her eyes, pushing those ideas back. “It was a nightmare. She’s okay. Y/n’s okay, Eve.” She told herself. You were okay.

In the kitchen you were heating water when you heard footsteps; you turned around to see your girlfriend with a pale figure, worrying you. You pulled a chair and made her sit on your lap facing you.

She tried to distract herself by playing with your hair, but she could feel your eyes on her, and she didn't like it. She always hated when you were upset or worried, and knowing that now she was the reason for that made her ashamed of herself.

“I—” she tried to apologize, but you cut her off.

“I don't want you to apologize. We both know that it’s not your fault if you had a nightmare.” You cupped her face and made her look at you. “Please, don't tell me you're sorry for that, okay? You're allowed to be scared, but keep in your mind that I'll always, and I mean it, I'll always be there to help you.”

You pressed your forehead against her, giving her a light peck.

“We're a team, remember that, and we should always rely on each other." You told her.

The brunette looked at you and nodded slightly before placing her head in the crook of your neck.

“I had a nightmare where you were dying in my arms.” She told you. “It was scary.” She added with a light hiccup.

“It's okay, Eve, it was just a nightmare. I'm here; don't worry.” You wrapped your arm around her midsection and placed light kisses on her neck. “Let's just stop watching horror movies for a moment, okay?”

You felt her chuckle, and it made you smile. When she pulled back, you looked at her eyes, trying to read her expression, but it seemed that she started to feel better now.

“I love you, Eve.” You told her and leaned in for a kiss.

She met you in the middle but whispered, “I love you too, mi amor,” before locking your lips together.

The ray of sunshine broke through the gap of the store, hitting your face and inevitably waking you up. You stretched and turned away to find a way to hide from it. Reaching your arms on the other side of the bed, you were met with rather cold sheets, which alarmed you.

You opened your eyes to find no one beside you and looked around to find that you were alone in your bedroom. With a loud groan, you finally left the bed.

In the kitchen Eve was making breakfast, not realizing you were awake until she heard the two doors get opened and closed in a short time. The assassin looked at the plate she made with a satisfied smile and placed it on the table before heading to pour coffee for both of you.

The brunette waited for you to come out of the bathroom, and you were surprised to find her standing outside the bathroom waiting for you. She didn't let you say anything and dragged you into the kitchen.

You were surprised to find two plates of pancakes with two mugs of coffee, and you raised an eyebrow at her, “Did you do that, Eve?”

She grinned at you very proudly, making you crack a smile.

“Okay, let's try that.” You said before she pulled a chair to let you sit, “And a very handsome gentlewoman.” You acknowledged with a cocky smile, which made her laugh.

She leaned to you and kissed your cheek before whispering, “Good morning, Y/n.”

“Good morning, baby.” You told her, and she blushed before sitting in the chair in front of you.

Those mornings were uncommon for both of you. Eve and you only started dating for a couple of months, and she moved to your place last week. You were still learning about each other, and more importantly, being each other's first girlfriend, you were learning more about yourselves too.

Usually you were the one waking up early to make breakfast before leaving for work. Because usually the brunette would work until late and come back just before you fell asleep, which meant you were the first one to wake up. And with your job as a teacher, you usually have to wake up early if you don't want to be late.

You took a bite of the pancake, and you saw your girlfriend looking at you with a lot of expectations. She waited until you chewed and swallowed before tilting her head in the expectation of a review.

“It's actually pretty good; I love it. You should definitely make breakfast more often.” You complimented her, making her grin and reach for your hand before bringing it to her mouth to leave a kiss on it. She was always so sweet with you.

You finished eating, and you insist on washing the dishes despite your girlfriend’s protest. She was really cute.

“What do you think about going out today? There's a new bookstore I really want to go to if you're okay with that, of course.” You told her when you came back from the kitchen.

Her brown eyes looked into yours with nothing but love, and you swore that she was the most beautiful person you had ever seen. “Yes, I really want to.” She told you, and you smiled before placing a kiss on her forehead.

“I'm going to prepare.” You told her before heading to your room.

Later you were walking in the streets of the city, hand in hand with Eve. You were talking about your week, and she was just listening to you with a large smile.

She prepared herself to be alone almost all her life after Tatiana left the Ruska Roma, but now she was there with you.

Eve loved those dates you had. Maybe it was because you were her first real relationship, or maybe because she loves you, but the assassin could burn the whole world to keep you with her.

The rest of the day was filled with laughs, compliments from both of you, kisses, and, more importantly, love.

Eve didn't talk much about her past or what she did for a living except ‘cleaning,’ but for you it didn't matter because every time you looked at her, she always looked back with the same expression. A face that expressed nothing but love, as if you were the only thing that counts for her in the world.

At night the assassin was on your bed reading a book when she saw you enter the room with something in your hands, “what’s that?”

“These are some essential oils,” you placed them on the nightstand beside her, “and I thought that you deserved a little reward for being so lovely today.” You kissed the tip of her nose, making her grin. God, you love that woman. “Get rid of that shirt and lie on the bed for me.” You whispered into her ears, making shivers run all over her body.

She didn't waste time and immediately took her place on the bed with her shirt now on the ground. She lay with her back facing you.

“Beautiful.” You told her while you placed your legs on each side of her waist. “So I'm going to start. I actually don't know if it will be good, but all my friends told me it was really helpful.”

You mixed some oils in the palm of your hand before rubbing your hands together. The assassin felt your hands on her back, moving gently but harshly enough to untie all the unknown knots that she had carried until now.

You massaged her back, memorizing every inch of it and admiring the tattoo on it. You leaned into her ears and whispered, “you're beautiful.” You saw her trying to hide her face, visibly blushing. Then suddenly she turned around and locked eyes with you.

“I love you.” She said, taking you aback.

You smiled and leaned again, but this time to reach her face. “I love you too.” You whispered before locking your lips with hers. Your hands were traveling on her torso and moved to reach her chest, but you skipped her boobs to cup her head.

When you broke apart, you kept your hands on each side of her head, and your eyes focused on hers.

The music is too loud for her. She looks around trying to find a glimpse, even if she already knows that you wouldn’t be here. Why would you? It’s been three months now since you broke up; well, she was the one who did it, but it doesn’t change anything—you’re not with her right now.

“Are you really going to spend the whole night thinking about her?” Natasha asks her. Yelena doesn’t want to, but she knows that she will, probably.

“I feel some bad vibes right now. Are you okay, Yelena?” Wanda asks this time. The answer is pretty obvious and probably right on her face, but she has to get rid of it.

She doesn’t say much and just excuses herself, walking straight to the bar; she just ordered her third or maybe fourth glass of the night (and she has been here for only thirty minutes).

“I hate her,” she spat, but no one was listening. She took the whole bottle and left for somewhere more silent.

Yelena is looking at the stars. You loved to look at them. She wonders if you’re doing it right now. A few minutes pass until someone sits next to her.

“Something tells me that you didn’t really get over it.” No way dude, she thinks, but doesn’t say anything. “Listen, I’m not really the best to give advice, but I can tell that you’re just hurting yourself right now.” Sam says, and they both stay silent for a moment.

“Why did you break up with her anyway?”

~~

You always seemed so happy with her; she knew that because she was always looking at you. She loved spending a lot of time in your apartment; you didn’t do very much, but it was enough for both of you.

There you would talk about anything, and she would just listen to your voice, sometimes falling asleep just at the sound of it. You found it cute (do you still?), and she would wake up to you next to her, like a reminder that you would never leave her.

~~

“I don’t know. Things seemed off, you know. I felt like I was slowly falling out of love for her.” But the bottle in her hand said the opposite.

“Bullshit.” Sam says, and she looks at him. “You wouldn’t be drowning your sadness right now if you were falling out of love.”

~~

“I don’t think she’s someone for you.” Yelena was confused.

“What do you mean?” 

“She’s not… You can’t be with her.” Her mom said,

“Why?”

 “Because you’re both from two different worlds, very different.”

 “You can’t be serious. I’m not breaking up with my girlfriend because she didn’t grow up like us.”

“Yelena, I think you should listen to your mom,” her dad said this time.

“We just want to be sure you marry someone that deserves you, and—”

“But she deserves me; she probably deserves me more than I deserve her. Why would I want anyone else?”

“Because we said so. We’re your parents; don’t forget about that, young lady!”

But she didn’t care; she rushed into her room. Tears were already coming down. She fell on her bed with her head pressed against the mattress. Her sister came in and looked at her a few seconds before speaking up.

“I understand what you feel right now, but honestly, what do you even find attractive in her? I still don’t know.” Natasha shrugged before leaving her sister, more heartbroken than ever.

~~

Yelena sighs and stands up. “I think I need a walk right now.” She doesn’t let Sam reply before leaving the building.

She walked for a long moment before her eyes saw it. Here you are cleaning your family shop after the last customers left.

You’re beautiful, like always. Yelena wishes she could just tell you, but she also knows that a lot of things have changed since the last time you saw her, and the most important thing is the promised ring, which seems to burn around her finger.

She looks at her hand and then back at you, with a strange feeling building up in her stomach. She’s about to achieve something important in her life, and you’re not even here with her.

It was 1 a.m., and right now she regretted the dumb choice she made a few hours ago. This afternoon Enid and Yoko came to ask if she wanted to join one of Wednesday’s strange investigations.

They sneak out of Nevermore around 10p.m., trying to find whatever hint that could help her pale nemesis, and now, three hours later, they were lost somewhere around Jericho. At first the werewolf suggested going back to school, but they met Sheriff Galpin earlier that night and let them go with the promise that they would go back to Nevermore.

Bianca looked at the group while they were freaking out, well, except Wednesday. Enid and Divina were rambling to each other, and Yoko was next to them, completely stressed too. The siren took a deep breath, looked at her phone, and decided to try it.

“Ok, girls, I know somewhere to stay for the night. We will go back to Nevermore early in the morning before the teachers that we left.” The siren announced, and all noise around stopped, and everyone looked at her.

“You know a place?” Enid asked with hope in her eyes.

“Why didn’t you say that earlier?” Yoko questioned this time, but Bianca decided to not answer.

“Just follow me and don’t make any sound.” She said, starting to walk, followed closely by the rest of the girls.

They walk for almost ten minutes before standing in front of a house circled by a fence. Bianca didn’t hesitate and immediately jumped off it. The girls behind tried to reason with her, but she didn’t listen to them. She turned around and looked at them with an insisting look, telling them to climb it up and join her.

Once everyone did, she carefully led them to the back of the house, where she found a garage.

“Hey Bianca, are you sure we can be here?” Divina asked, very nervous, and the silence from the other siren didn’t help.

“Bianca—”

“Can you please shut up? I’m trying to find something here.” She replied more irritated than intended. And the group stayed calm until they saw her pull a huge ladder. “I will need your help, if it’s not too much to ask.”

The group, except the Addams, all rushed to help Bianca.

“Where are we supposed to place it?” Yoko asked.

“Can you see the little balcony here? That’s where we go?” She replied.

“Wait, you want us to break into someone’s house?” Enid asked, very shocked.

“Don’t worry, I don’t think they’ll say anything.” Once they carefully placed the ladder without making too much noise, Bianca climbed first, followed by Wednesday and the others.

When they reached the balcony, the siren knocked on the window and waited a few seconds before knocking again. The girls exchanged a confused look before someone opened the window.

“Bianca, it’s 1a.m. What are you doing here?” The five girls looked at you, and you looked back at them, very confused.

“Can we come in?” Bianca asked and stepped away. Once everyone was in your room, you closed the window and turned to face the siren.

“What the hell is that, Barclay?” You asked, now more awake than before. She wanted to reply, but then you heard some noise coming from outside of your room. “You have to hide; there is some room in the closet or under the bed if you want.” You said to her friends, and they nodded before moving.

“Y/n? Is everything okay?” You heard your mother ask. You didn’t have time to respond until she quietly opened your bedroom’s door. “Oh, Bianca?” Your mom was surprised and looked at you for an explanation.

“Well, I couldn’t sleep, so I asked Y/n if she would be okay if I came here.” Bianca replied for you.

“Oh, that’s so sweet, but next time, girls, please let me know, okay?” Your mom said to you both, “Okay, good night, girls.”

“Good night, Mrs. Y/n.” “Yeah, good night, Mom.”

When she left, you turned to Bianca with a mix of anger, confusion, and relief. “Now, what the hell are you doing, Bianca?”

“Well, Wedn—I mean, we were trying to find some hint for one of Wednesday’s dumb mysteries.” You looked at her with a more confused look.

“Before you continue. I think you can all come out now.”

Yoko and Divina came out of the closet, while Wednesday and Enid rolled out from under the bed. You looked at them, a little unsure of what to say, while their gazes switched between you and Bianca.

“So, she is?” Wednesday asked while staring at you.

Sensing that you were slightly uncomfortable, Bianca wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you close to her. “Y/n, these are my friends, Yoko, Divina, Enid, and…Wednesday.” The Barclay and the Addam exchange a look that says that maybe friend was too much. “Girls, this is Y/n, my girlfriend.”

“What?” Everyone whisper-yelled at both of you. “You have a girlfriend?” Divina asked.

Well, of course Bianca never claimed that she was fully straight, but something no one would guess is that she had a girlfriend.

“And she’s a normie.” Your girlfriend added, which caused more confused looks, even from Wednesday.

“I would never think that you could be intimate with a normie.” The Addams said, earning a glare from Bianca.

“Well, before things go further, can I know why you’re all in my bedroom?” You asked, trying to finally have an answer.

“Your girlfriend brought us here because we can’t go back to Nevermore right now.” Yoko told you, and you looked at your girlfriend with a very confused look but decided to not question it.

“I can let you stay, but first I need to grab another mattress. Can you help me, babe?” You didn’t wait for her answer before leaving your room, knowing that she will follow you.

You were collecting everything you needed for this unplanned sleepover when Bianca hugged you from behind.

“Why did you bring them here?” You asked again, and you felt her tense a little.

“I missed you.” She admitted before letting a light kiss on your neck.

“You could have just led them to Nevermore; it’s not that far, you know?”

“Yeah, but something in me told me that maybe it was the right moment for you to meet my friends.”

You turned around and pushed some sheets in her arms. “So you and Addams are friends now?” You asked with a smirk.

“Well, we are making improvement.” She replied while she was following back to your bedroom. You just hummed and decided to drop the subject for the night.

After setting up your bedroom for the night, you joined Bianca on your bed. You wrapped your arm around her waist. (Bianca was a little spoon, but she couldn’t let her friends know that; she still had a reputation to maintain.)

“Next time call me.” You told her, and she nodded; you placed a kiss on her temple before falling asleep.

Around 6a.m. you were awakened by some whispering in your room. You turned around from your initial position to find your girlfriend and her friends already awake and ready to leave.

“What time is it?” You mumbled through your sleeping state.

“6:24, love. We’re going back to Nevermore now. I’ll text you when we get there, okay?” After you nodded, Bianca kissed your forehead and opened the window before the door of your bedroom got opened.

“You know you can use the front door, girls.” Your mom said to the group. Bianca looked ashamed but still thanked her before leaving.

You woke up two hours later with a text from Bianca telling you that they were sound and safe.

You: no dumb thing like this okay?

You: I love you have a good day

B🧜‍♀️: I love you more

You sighed at your phone and headed to the bathroom.

“Your sister is weird.” AJ turned to look at you with a very amused expression. “Not a bad weird, but it still surprises me sometimes.” You clarified.

You were both in her bedroom, lying on her bed and talking while she was doodling something on her notebook. Her sister came a few minutes earlier; she wanted to talk to the black-haired girl, but when she saw you, she completely blanked out and ran away.

“I feel like she always has been like that.” AJ replied, which made you look at her confused. “I mean, she’s my twin, so I guess it’s logical that we’re both a little weird.” She added, and you thought about it for a moment before nodding.

In the living room, Gabble was there, walking back and forth and sometimes stopping at the bathroom to check her appearance. She was really nervous because of you.

Gabriela Campos has a crush on YOU.

And then today she came back home to see you at her home while she was totally unaware of that. But worse, her sister didn’t tell her.

Back in AJ’s room, you were trying to help your best friend with her puns before being thirsty. You left the room with the promise to come back with two glasses of water and some snacks when you bumped into the other sister Campos.

Gabriela Campos has a crush on is in love with YOU.

That’s how AJ would phrase it. She found it out one day when she entered their shared bedroom, a few years ago, and she saw her sister trying to kiss a picture of you on her phone. Of course, Gabie made her promise to never tell anyone about that, and she did.

At first, she thought that it was just a silly crush, but she had to admit that she found it pretty funny to see her perfect sister malfunction every time you were nearby.

“Hey, Gabbie, what are you doing?” You asked, very confused, after you collided with her.

“Uh, I was going to talk to my sister, and you?” She replied, but not without stuttering a bit.

“Well, I was heading to the kitchen to bring water and some snacks.” She nodded, and you both stayed there looking at each other for a few seconds (it was awkward).

“Cool, actually I also wanted some water; can I come with you?” She asked, which made you even more confused.

“Well, it’s your home, so I guess you can.” You replied before starting to walk.

“So how was your day?” Gabie asked, pulling you out of your thoughts.

Gabriela Campos has a crush on is very weird with YOU.

That's what you thought about her. It has been a few years now, and you can’t figure out why. The Campos were the first family yours became close with when you moved here, and you instantly became very close with the twins.

You were an inseparable trio, then one day something changed, and Gabie started to be weird around you. She was still very sweet with you, but something was off sometimes when you talked, and let’s not talk about the fact that she seemed less able to handle a conversation with you now.

“Well a basic Sunday, I went to skate with AJ, and then we came here so we can chill and talk about nothing.” Honestly, even if this situation was awkward most of the time, you couldn’t help but feel a little sad that your past chemistry seemed gone. “And you?”

“Well, a basic Sunday too, you know, I was out with some friends; it was cool, and I saw Paige and Dillon too at the park, and you know, I came back home.” And she thought about you. Like a lot. She actually came back because she wanted to ramble about you with the only one she can trust.

“That seems like a very basic Sunday,” you replied, trying to…you didn’t really know what you were doing. “Can you help me to bring this to AJ’s room?” You asked, and she agreed immediately.

When AJ saw you two enter the room, she couldn't hide her smile, thinking that maybe her sister succeeded in maintaining a conversation with you longer than asking each other if you were good.

“Oh, look at that, my two favorite people together.” She joked, and it made her sister blush instantly, while you just raised your eyebrow at her.

“I thought Paige came first?” You replied and sat next to your best friend.

“She’s different.” She assured you.

You stayed with the Campos a few more hours before finally going to take a shower and sleep for the next day.

~~~~

“It’s actually impressive how many efforts she can put in just to be seen by Y/n. And also a little pitiful.” Stacey said, earning an approval by almost everyone.

Gabriela Campos has a crush on YOU.

That’s actually what all of your friends in common thought. It wasn’t very obvious at first, but when you started to watch the track club after school, they noticed it. It was hard to miss actually; Gabriela would look at you, and she gave herself at least 300% more than usual. And last but not least, she always tried to makeeye contact with you.

“You’re still talking about my sister?” AJ asked after she only caught the sentence.

“I think we should do something for her; it physically pains me to see her trying so hard but never succeeding.” Paige proposed to her girlfriend.

The artist twin looked at her sister, waving at you with her usual enamored look that she doesn’t show you, and sighed, “Well, I guess we can try something.”

~~~~

Later that day you invited the sisters to eat at your place, as you used to do, and AJ thought it was the best moment to test the weather.

“So, AJ, I heard you have a girlfriend now. Is she good with you?” Your mom asked.

“Incredibly good, Tía.” Your best friend replied.

“I think you should bring her to spend some time at home one day.” Your dad added, making AJ nod. “And you, Gabie?”

The question made her freeze for a moment, and she looked around to see you and her sister looking at her, very concerned.

“Well actually I have no one, but you know I'm more focused on school and the club right now.” Perfect answer, she thought.

“I always thought that you and Y/n would make a great couple together.” Your mom said with a sad look, which made AJ smirk.

“Mama!” You were beyond ashamed.

“What I mean is she is a very good person, and she likes your dad’s cooking.”

“You know what, never mind, I'll just grab another bottle of water.” You said before leaving the table.

“I mean it in a good way, but Y/n/n is obsessed with you.” Your mom whispered to a very flustered Gabie.

Y/n has a crush on Gabriela Campos.

That's what your parents thought. They didn't actually understand why you and Gabriela won't spend time together like you used to, but they saw you sometimes looking at her pictures a little too long.

AJ heard this too, and her smile couldn't be bigger right now. She finally found a plan.

~~~~~

Y/n has a crush on Gabriela Campos. That’s what your friends learned the next day at school.

“It's going to be so much easier to put them together right now.” Stacey said, and everyone nodded in agreement.

“But we need a plan, like the perfect one.” Tim declared.

“And I already thought about one.” AJ announced, making everyone look at her with excitement.

~~~~

You were walking in the hallway when you heard someone calling for you. “Hey, guys, are you okay?”

Stacey and Dillon exchanged a knowing look before looking at you again.

“Well actually we have a huge problem.” Dillon started, and that made you instantly concerned.

“AJ wants to surprise Paige for her birthday, and she planned to paint a huge thing for her; you know, artists love art or whatever,” Stacey continued, and you looked curious. “She needs a special brush in the paint closet, but right now we have to go to the track club.”

It was a lie, a big one. They didn't have club activities today, but they secretly prayed that you didn't remember that.

“Uh, ok, and how is it?” They both sighed in relief, and Stacey showed a special brush that you're certain that you've never seen in your life, but you couldn't disappoint your best friend.

When you were on your way to the room, Dillon texted Paige.

“Okay, now it's our turn.” Paige whispered to her girlfriend.

AJ walked to where her sister was with her friends and snatched her from the group. Gabie didn't have time to ask anything before her sister interrupted her, “Paige is not feeling well; I will drive her home, but I forgot my phone in the paint closet. Can you please pick it quickly and bring it to me later?”

Sensing the urge in her sister’s voice, she nodded and made her way to the room.

When she entered, she found no phone but just you there searching for something.

Hearing the door getting opened and closed, you looked behind to see if Stacey or Dillon had come to help you, but you were surprised to see Gabriela there.

You both looked at each other, not really knowing what to say, but suddenly you heard someone locking the door, and you didn't have time to freak out before someone slid a paper under the door.

Gabie took it, examined it, and laughed before showing it to you.

‘Don’t be a Cow-ard.’ With a doodle of a cow.

“Honestly, I shouldn't be surprised it was one of her plans again.” You sighed but couldn't help the little smirk after that.

“Yeah, she has always been like that. Like when she tricked your parents into giving us extra ice cream when we had already eaten three cones each.” Gabie reminded you.

“It was actually very smart of her.” You both laughed for a moment, until the silence came back. “Sometimes I miss those times. We were always together; we were inseparable.”

The brown-haired twin looked back at the paper and took a deep breath.

“Can I ask you something?” She nodded, and you continued. “Why have you become so weird lately?”

Gabie was taken aback by the question; of course she knew that one day it would come, but right now she couldn’t just run away.

“If I did something to make you feel uncomfortable around me, I’m really sorry, but I can’t bear to know that we lost the thing we had back then. We were always together, and I loved that moment. Even now, I’m always happy to be around you, but then you start to act strange. So did I do something that you didn’t like?”

Oh, she didn’t like that. She didn’t like how your voice cracked at the end. You seemed really broken, and she didn’t want to look at your eyes because she knew that she would cry.

“Please, can you answer?” You were desperate. “I’ve chased you for years now, but you’re always acting like I make you uncomfortable. I can bear with the truth, you know? You don’t have to protect me anymore; we’re not children, Gabie.”

“I just don’t know what to do.” She admitted to making you look at her confused. “I—I don’t know what to do around you because I can’t content myself. I told myself that if I ignore you, it will go away, but I always end up coming back to you. Whatever I do, whoever I see, wherever I am. It feels like I’m always attracted to you.” She took a moment to catch her breath while you were shocked by the news.

“Ga—”

“No, let me finish, please.” Her eyes were about to be drowned by tears right now, but she needed it. “I think—no, I’m sure. I love you. I love you, and it drives me crazy because I don’t know what to do with it. We grew up together, and I know that you and AJ are like sisters, and I feared that was how you saw me too. So first I hid it. I told myself that if I can ignore it, it will disappear, but it always comes back when I see you.” She was silently crying now. Tears were running down her cheeks while she stood in front of you.

You took a step forward, then another, and cupped her face with your hands. You gently wiped the drops off her face and contemplated her.

Beautiful, you always thought she was beautiful. But right now, her beauty was similar to the one you read in the poems and tales.

“You’re so pretty but dumb at the same time, Campos.” You giggled, making her lose her composure. “I love you too, and I feel like I always need to tell you that, but you always ran away from me. That's pretty rude.” Now it was her time to giggle. “But it’s okay because I think you deserved to be chased.” You made her smile even if the tears didn’t stop.

“You’re always so corny.”

“Can I?” You asked and drifted your sight to her lips. She just nodded, and both met halfway for a passionate kiss.

Not hearing any noise coming from the closet, AJ opened the room to find you, lips locked with her sister. “You’re so cute together.” She said, and you break the moment to look at her. “My bad, I shouldn’t, but really you’re cute together.”

“I think your mom will be proud of you.” Gabbie told you, and you looked at her with a large smile on your face.

Strange sensation on her chest, short breath, and heavy heart pumps. Anxiety. Ewa was there awake, a little earlier than usual. She looked trying to find something that could help her to calm down, but nothing.

She tried to ignore it, but it wasn't easy. But what was she even stressed about? Today was supposed to be her birthday. It's always a great day.

Yeah, but not today. She checked her phone, then scanned the room she woke up in.

It was not only her birthday but also a very important game day. Not only for her but for her country. The last game before potentially qualifying for Poland's first Women's Euro.

Of course it motivated her that they won the first round at home against Austria, but she knew that today's game was more important than the previous.

Ewa stood up from her bed, took a deep breath, and went to the bathroom. She stayed long enough to formally wake up her own and try to push her anxiety down.

The first part was easy, but the second was a little harder. Then she did the only thing she could think of. She took the magnetic key of her chamber and her phone before leaving the room.

There she was, visibly too early, in the hotel hallways, alone but with a place in her mind. She headed to the elevator and hit the button to the next level.

Once out of the metal cage, she already knew where to go. She made a straight line, not looking away from her destination and only stopping when she reached it.

The striker searched in her pocket for something before pulling out a second magnet key. She unlocked the door and carefully intruded herself in the room.

The Barcelona player quietly walked to the bedroom and then smiled a little when she finally noticed the shape of someone sleeping on it. The Polish striker didn't wait long before making herself a space on the bed with you.

She was not sleepy right now and didn't really want to wake you up, so she just stayed there stroking gently your hair out of your face while your mouth let out some undescriptive sounds.

Thankfully, her little shenanigans finally woke you up not too long after she started them. You took some time to process what was happening. You looked very surprised, which made your wife laugh.

You grumbled something in your tiredness that you didn't understand yourself, but Ewa didn't question it and just left a kiss on your forehead.

"What's happening? Did I miss the game?" You asked, still confused.

"No, don't worry, kochanie, it's still pretty early." She reassured you. "I just came here because I felt like I needed it." She told you, and your body immediately fully woke up.

"Has anything happened?" You asked, a little worried.

"No. It's just that I feel a little nervous about tonight." Your wife revealed. "I know you will say that I don't need to, but I can't really control it."

You were about to say something when Ewa's phone started ringing.

"That's my mom." She told you just before picking up.

You used this time to go to the bathroom and came back only after you finished to fully wake up and prepare yourself.

The striker was there, lying on the bed more in distress than you had ever seen her.

You got yourself next to her and just stared at her face with an undescriptive expression. She gave you a confused look, but you ignored that and just lay next to her.

You were both looking at the ceiling until something came back to you.

"Do you remember our first dfb-Pokal final?"

Ewa turned her head to look at you a little unsure of where you were going to.

"Yeah."

"You spent the entire night before at my place because I was very stressed. We didn't do anything special that night. You just held my hand and told me that everything will be okay." You held Ewa's hand and looked at her. "You don't have to stress out about this game. It's going to be alright. Everything will be fine; I can feel it."

The Polish striker lost herself for a few seconds in your eyes until she reacted, "No, you can't just use my own word on me like that." She had a little smile on her face and already felt a little lighter.

"Okay, but there was something I really wanted to do that night." You turned your body to your wife, who copied you.

"What?" She asked even if your eyes already told her what she wanted to know.

You slowly approached your face to hers, and she did the same. You both closed your eyes at the same time and enjoyed the moment your lips made contact with each other's.

It wasn't a lot, but for now it was enough for Ewa.

When you pulled back, you could see some relief in her eyes.

"Happy birthday, mi amor. Now get up from my bed and go get ready to kick some ass tonight."

"Can I have another one before?"

The face she was making made you smile, and you happily granted her wishes.

"I'll give you something better if you come back with the win tonight." You whispered in her ear, making goosebumps run all over her skin.

~~~~

The game against Austria was tough, but she made it; they made it. With a last-minute goal from your wife, Poland was finally qualified for the next Euro.

Ewa immediately made her way to the fans and, more precisely, to the family area in the stadium.

She found you there, with tears in your eyes but a big smile on your face. She ran to you and hugged you tightly while you were giving her some pecks on her neck.

"You did it, amor, I'm so proud of you." You cupped her face and let more pecks on her lips. "I'm so proud of you." You repeated.

"I couldn't do it without you. Thank you for being here for me."

You were both crying in each other's arms, celebrating this moment with all of her teammates.

"She looks like a painting." Linda and Magda already had enough, and it's been only 20 minutes since the match began. You were sitting between focus on the game, or more precisely on a player, your girlfriend.

The two older Swedish players looked at each other for a moment, trying to see which one of them would get annoyed first.

"I mean, have you seen how she dribbles with the ball?" You resumed your praise, which gained a reaction this time.

"Y/n, you can't praise the other team like that." Julia said, and everyone on the bench agreed, except Linda and Magda, who decided to ignore you until the end of the game to keep their sanity.

"I agree with Julia on this one, Y/n, even if it's your girlfriend. For now you're playing for opposite teams. I'm pretty sure you'll have a lot of time to praise her when you're both alone." Sydney told you this time.

"Oh, I'm sure she will." Linda said just loud enough to be heard by you and Magda, making the defender crack a smile.

"You're just jealous because your girlfriend doesn't play here." You told Linda, and she responded with an offended look. Magda on the other side was closer to bursting in laughter but still kept her serious face.

"You have a big mouth for someone who can't clear a ball on a corner." The defender said, which caused a gasp from you and some other people on the bench.

Your two other Swedish teammates decided not to interfere knowing how something like that could quickly get out of control.

"I need to remind you that if I can't jump on the corner, it's because I have to make the course that you're not quick enough to do." Another wave of gaps could be heard, but this time it was coupled with Magda's laughs.

"Okay guys, stop. I think you broke Magda." Sydney said while the all bench was trying to not follow the defender and laughed.

You didn't even have time to say anything before you were on warm-up with Alara. During your warm-up, a ball escaped on the limits of the pitch and rolled to your feet. You decided to give it back, not really knowing which team gained a throw-in until you were facing a familiar face.

Karo was in front of you with some sweat on her face due to her efforts, but it didn't make her less beautiful. It was the opposite; the little pearl of sweat made her face shine a little more.

You wanted to say something, but suddenly you felt Alara take the ball from your hand and give it back to the Leverkusen player.

"Are you okay, Y/n?" The younger player asked you.

You finally seemed to come back to your senses and just nodded at her before ending your warm-up and coming back on the bench.

On your way there you saw the face of your teammates and already knew the few minutes before the halftime would be spend by teasing you. And it started immediately when you sat back between Magda and Linda.

"Oh, look at our little bunny having a complete brain freeze after seeing her girlfriend. Isn't she cute?" Linda mocked you, and the whole bench burst out laughing.

You hoped that somehow the earth could somehow open at your feet to let you hide forever.

"I'm pretty sure the ref was about to give you a yellow card for time wasting." Linda Dallman added, which caused you to be even more ashamed.

And the teasing continued until halftime. When both teams got back out on the pitch, you exchanged a glance with Karo; just this little action was enough to make you smile.

"Can you be focused on something that's not your girlfriend only for a minute?" Mala asked you while she was dragging you to the locker room.

During the pause the coach gave you a lecture about the game and insisted on coming back on the scoring board. After announcing that you would be sub on for the next half, he let you prepare yourself mentally. Things that you did pretty well before someone sat next to you.

"Remember, you're playing for us now, Y/n. I don't want to see you pass the ball to Karo, okay?" Glodís told you while she gave you a side hug.

"Why does everybody think that I can't play against my girlfriend? I'm totally professional, and I can play against anyone." You defended yourself.

"You literally froze in front of her a few minutes ago." Someone shouted from the other side of the room. Hearing everyone laugh made you even more ashamed, but you decided to not respond to that.

"It's okay, little one; I'm pretty sure you'll do a good job out there." Magda told you before you had to come back on the pitch.

Coming back as a defender forced you to defend on your girlfriend, something that your whole team found judging by the look on her face when you realised who you were replacing.

After the beginning of the second half you were already facing Karolina again. But she didn't have the ball yet so your whole job was just following her on the side.

"Are you tired?" You asked your girlfriend, and she gave you a confused look before understanding the question.

"Uh, no, why?" She replied a little confused.

"Well, you know you spend so much time running to my dream last night; you should be a little tired." This sentence earned a little laugh from the Icelandic player, but this moment was cut short when you saw your teammates taking back the ball.

A good run and an assist later, Bayern was back on the scoring board with an equaliser.

"That was mean of you." Your girlfriend told you while you were on your way back to your position.

You turned and looked at her fake angry face and decided to stick out your tongue at her.

And the rest of the game went like that. You would flirt with her for a few seconds before an offensive.

At the final whistle and after a big goal from Alara, Bayern won 2-3. Of course, all the team was jumping around and screaming everywhere. It was an important win after all.

While your team was celebrating, you escaped a little to find your girlfriend, who was with her teammates.

"Oh, look at who's there. You're really inseparable; that's crazy." Emily told you when you approached her.

"I just came to check on everyone; I mean, you're still my friend too." You gave a tight hug and congratulated all the opposite team as well. Then came Karolina.

She was sitting on the bench alone, and you sat next to her. She looked at you, then at her team, who were giving her the thumbs up.

"I know it sounds like I'm lying, but I'm really sorry that you didn't win today." You said.

"Please don't say that; it's worse." Your girlfriend replied. "But I think I have to actually congratulate you. You finally started to make a place on the team."

You leaned your head on her shoulder and smiled. "yeah, I mean we both worked hard for that, and I'm still waiting for your comeback. I'm not really at my full potential when I'm not playing with you."

"Stop that bullshit; even Magda was more convincing when she wanted me to join Chelsea." Pernille said out of nowhere.

"What are you doing here?" You asked her.

"I wanted to know what you were doing because I couldn't see you after the game." The Danish player stopped for a moment and looked at Karolina next to you. "So, you're the girlfriend, right?" The Icelandic player nodded.

"Pernille, this is Karolina, my girlfriend. Karolina, this is Pernille my cousin." You introduced both of them.

"Your what?" Karo asked you with a shocking face.

"Don't need to say what you already know, but I can do anything to protect my cousin and her feelings, and if I learn that you played with her feelings, things are going to get ugly." Your cousin stared at your girlfriend with a menacing face.

"Oh, you're here." Magda said, coming back from the locker room. "The team was searching for you." She grabbed Pernille's arm and started to drag her back with the team. "Y/n, I think you also have to come. And see you soon, Karolina." Magda waved before leaving. But even out you could hear Pernille scream at her fiancée.

"I think my time has come, but I will call you tonight." You kissed a still shocked Karolina on her lips before leaving.

A few minutes later, Emily was talking with Cornelia while a livid Karolina approached them.

"Did you know that Pernille and Y/n are cousins?" The Icelandic asked her teammates. The both of them looked at her with the same surprised face.

"Who is her cousin?" They both yelled.

"I hope you lived a great life because now you have a huge sword of Damocles up on your head." Emily told her.

Natasha didn't really know why but you loved Furry. He's like a grumpy grandpa, but he always gives you a lot of gifts every time he comes to see you and your mom.

Natasha thought first that it was because you spent a lot of time with him when you were very little and she had to go on a mission. But it's not really his fault; you didn't really like when Natasha left, and the only time you stopped crying was when Maria was rocking you or when Furry took responsibility for you.

'Took responsibility'—that was how the other called it when Furry had to keep you with him in his office while your mom was trying to save the world. For Furry, at first it was just some babysitting. Well, it only lasted two days before he developed a soft spot for you.

Since then he became your grumpy grandpa.

That's how you talked about him at school when your classmates asked you about your relatives.

Furry was a grandpa for you while Maria became (and more quickly) your auntie.

You really like Maria. She was always there when your mom was away on a mission. And she didn't hesitate to break some rules Natasha instaurate when you grew up. But what was more funny with auntie Maria was that when Natasha couldn't be there, she would take you home for sleepovers.

That's the best thing about auntie Maria. During the sleepovers, you would both do a lot of things. Sometimes you cooked together; other nights she would buy something on her way home, and you would spend the night watching movies and playing

Unfortunately, she couldn't always stay with you because sometimes Grandpa Furry would also give her a mission far away from home.

During the rare moments when they both went on missions with your mom and uncle Clint, you were left with other SHIELD agents. Some were cool and funny, but none of them could match Maria or Furry.

Then your mama joined the Avengers. When Furry came home to announce her, he told you that it was a group of superheroes and they would save the world. It was exciting to hear that at first, but then you realized that would mean your mom would have to leave more often too.

Today was one of these days. It was a weekday, and there was nothing much to do. Almost everyone was on a mission, which meant that Furry was the one who picked you up from high school.

"You know, I thought you would send someone to pick me up." You said to him while you entered the car.

"Why? Are you ashamed of your grumpy grandpa?" He joked, and that made you chuckle.

"At least you're not Alexei. He would drive an old car and would yell my name as if I could miss him in this crowd of high schoolers." You replied.

"Right, your mama has some strange parents." He laughed a little bit before starting the car.

"Where are we going?" You asked when you noticed that he didn't seem to drive back to the tower.

"Your mama suggested that, like their coming back in a few hours, we should use this time to relax, and also I could keep an eye on you." He replied.

"I mean, you don't have a lot of eye to put on me, so I guess I will take that as an excuse."

He was flabbergasted and opened his mouth several times without any sound. "How dare you?" You laughed, and he gently hit your shoulder. "I didn't know you were so bold at your age."

"Mama said it all the time." You defended yourself.

"Oh, she did? I don't know what I was expecting from Romanoff. Now get out of the car; we're here." You exited the car and looked around you a little confused.

"What are we doing in the forest?" You asked.

"I have something to show you." He stood next to you and pointed to the sky, making you a little more confused.

You didn't have enough time to ask what he wanted to show you before a huge ray of light, that looked like UFO lights from old movies, blinded you.

Even if you didn't see anything, you could feel your feet leaving the ground, and by fear you immediately clung to Furry.

"Now you can open your eyes." Furry told you, and when you did, you were shocked to see a lot of people dressed like scientists walking back and forth in front of you.

"Hello Mr. Furry, uh, we didn't expect to see you here today." A woman greeted him when she noticed him. This comment made almost anyone stop for a few seconds just to greet him. "Oh, and who is she?" The same scientist asked.

"This is Y/n Romanoff, the daughter of Natasha Romonoff." The only mention of your mother's name made everyone stop again. The woman in front of you seemed to be petrified.

"Wait, since when does the Black Widow have a daughter?" You heard someone whisper to his colleague.

You just waved a little shyly by the reaction your name caused. A lot of scientists looked at you like they were expecting something, but fortunately for you, Furry decided to send them back to work.

Furry was walking somewhere, so you decided to follow him before realizing something important. "Wait, is it the Earth? Are we in space?" You asked him very excitedly.

"Oh yeah. We're in one of the most secret and protected bases in the whole. It's also the SWORDS HQ." He replied. Before leading in a room.

"Wait, the SWORD? And what about the SHIELD?"

"See the SWORD like the SHIELD but for space." He told you, which made you more excited.

"Wait, is that why you let Maria lead the SHIELD recently? You're leading a f–big spatial station."

"Well, it's more than a spatial station, but yeah, we can say that."

"That's absolutely incredible. Does that mean that now the Avengers will go to space?"

"If the earth needs them here, then yeah. But that's not why I bring you here." He picked a box from under his office and gave it to you.

You were a little suspicious about it but decided to take a look, and what a surprise. "Wait, is that real?" You took the little brown kitten out of the box. "He's so cute."

"I'm happy that you like him. Goose had a lot of them recently, and I know that your birthday is soon, so take it as an early birthday present."

You put the kitten back in the box before giving Furry a big hug. "Oh, thank you very much."

"It's on me, don't worry. Now what if you try to find him a name?"

You looked at the kitten, and his little brown eyes looked at you back. "Kazna (казна). Yeah, that's a great name for him."

"Treasure, huh? That's a great name."

"I know. I hope Liho will love him too."

"Well, I think it's time to go back on Earth. Your mom should probably be back now."

You said your goodbye at a more joyful time when they saw you with Kazna on your arms before leaving the ship.

Back on earth, Furry drove you back home, and like he said, your mom was already there.

"Mom, look what Grandpa Furry gave me. He said it's a present for my birthday." You were so excited that it was impossible for Natasha to match your smile.

"He's so cute; what's his name?'' Your mama asked you.

"Kazna. Now where is Liho? I want to show her Kazna.

"She should be somewhere in your bedroom." The redhead told you before you left them.

"Thank you again for staying with her and for this present." Natasha said.

"Oh, it's nothing. Now I have to go, but I expect your report of the mission for tomorrow." Furry said before leaving.

~~~~

A few hours later you were still trying to make Liho like Kazna a little, but she seemed to not really like him. She immediately ran away after she sniffed him. But after running after the older cat everywhere, you decided to give up.

You let Kazna follow you in the kitchen where Natasha was making dinner.

"Wait, you're cooking, and nothing is burning; it's a miracle." You joked, which made her give a stern look.

"Haha, very funny. You should try to see if we still have some food for the kitten instead of critiquing my cooking skills. Natasha replied.

You searched in every drawer but didn't seem to find something for Kazna. You were about to give up until you heard a cat hissing. Natasha was observing Liho, ready to defend against Kazna, which made her chuckle.

"Why Liho seems afraid of—" she couldn't finish her sentence before she saw some tentacles coming out of the kitten's mouth and stealing the wooden spoon she had. "Chto eto za khren'?(What the f*** is that?)"

Hearing the fear in your mom's voice, you turned around to catch the end of what was happening.

"What the hell? Did he just eat a wooden spoon? Kazna, let throw it out; it's not good for you."

Well, a wooden spoon should be good for a kitten, but it didn't seem to be an ordinary kitty.

The other car in the room already ran away, and honestly, if you weren't so flabbergasted by what you saw, you would be laughing, but it wasn't the right moment for that.

Natasha immediately ran to take her phone and call Furry. You were still in the kitchen looking at the little kitty in front of you while your mom was yelling on the phone.

The der woman came back a few minutes later and grabbed him before putting him in a corner of the living room.

"Mama, what's happening?" You were still confused about the previous event.

"Furry gave you a flerken as a present gift. This is not a little kitty Y/n, this thing is an ALIEN."

You stood there a minute not knowing what to say. What, an alien? Your little kitty?

Fortunately for Natasha, someone knocked on the door a few seconds later. She let you a moment to answer the door. You stayed there keeping an eye on him while questioning if you were dreaming.

During your trance you didn't hear the guest coming in the room.

"Oh, it's him?" You heard someone ask. When you turned around, you were faced with a blonde woman and an orange cat.

"Y/n, this is Carol. Carol, this is my daughter Y/n." Your mom introduced you to each other.

"Hi, Y/n." Carol proposed your hand, and you shook it. "So you're the new owner of this little kitty, right?"

"Actually, Danvers, I think you should take your little...thing with you and tell Furry that I'm going to pierce his eye if he does something like that again." Your mom threatened, which surprisingly made the blonde woman chuckle.

"Don't worry, Romanoff, I don't think a little kitty can harm your daughter." Carol Danvers replied.

"I saw this thing stealing a wooden spoon from my hand and eating it. How am I supposed to not worry?" Natasha replied very pissed off.

"You're not funny." Carol said before approaching the little kitty. "Now come here, little boy; I think we have to bring you back to Furry." The blonde woman tried to catch him but ran away from her and hid behind your legs.

The orange cat who was with Carol came to you but immediately stopped when Liho hissed at her.

"Oh, it seems that your cat already likes this little kitty." Carol told Natasha, who was completely shocked by what she was seeing.

You got on your knees and gently picked up Kazna while Liho was still protecting you from her mom.

"Oh, I see. I don't think it's a good thing to separate them." Carol said to your mom.

"What do you mean? I'm not letting this thing stay at my place." Natasha replied.

"Well, even if you don't like this idea, it's not like your daughter is willing to let me take him back, and even your cat isn't letting Goose approach."

The spy wanted to say something, but she stopped when you called her. "Mom, can we keep him, please?" You were looking at her with those puppy eyes that she was very weak against.

Her eyes were switching between your face and the little alien on your arms. She finally groaned in defeat, "Yeah, okay." You jumped from excitement and hugged tightly.

"Okay, that's a great choice. Now I have to go, but I'll send your mom every piece of information you need to know to raise this little thing." Carol said.

You followed to the door. She gave you a smile before Goose jumped on her shoulder. And then out of nowhere she began to glow and start to fly.

"Whoa." Was the only thing that left your mouth after seeing that. "Cool." You whispered.

"She's not that cool. I mean, I see almost everyone flying at my job." Natasha commented back before heading back to the living room.

"Wait, are you jealous, Mom?" You asked while you were closing the door.

"Absolutely not." She said before leaving for the kitchen.

"Yeah, absolutely jealous." You whispered to Kazna.