Un petit bout de paradis, le sourire le plus doux.

The heat index had risen a great deal more than usual.  Had he not had an internal thermometer telling him so, Wanda had certainly made it known.  She had already stripped herself of the long sleeve t-shirt she had worn for the day, wrapping it dutifully around her waist, leaving herself in a black tank top and short denim pants.  There was little he could do for her in this climate.  A jacket could handle the cold, but for the heat he had nothing.

Still they pressed on, determined to continue their afternoon walk.

“You know...I could really go for some ice cream.”  Wanda chirped up, unlinking their arms as she peered over the heads of the people that crowded the corner street.  She could see the stall peeking out from in between them, immediately brightening her whole demeanor.

Taking hold of his hand, Wanda pulled him to the back of the line with a large grin.  

“Have you ever tried it?”  She asked, squeezing his hand.  Vision smiled, wrapping his arm around her waist as he pulled her close.

“I’ve told you before.  It is not necessary for me to eat food.”  While he surely had the ability to do so, it just seemed...wasteful.  She mulled over his response, humming thoughtfully before answering.

“I wouldn’t really call ice cream food...it’s more of just a treat.”

“I don’t really eat treats either.”

“Maybe just a bite?”  Wanda pleaded with him, only continuing when it didn’t seem like Vision was going to give in.  “Pleaaaase?”

“Very well.  If you insist.”  He let out a long, unnecessary breath as he gave in to her demand.

Vision stood beside her as they made their way through the line.  Having no real necessity to ingest anything, the thought to simply taste certain foods hadn’t even occurred to him.  The idea seemed superfluous, but if the action would make Wanda happy then he would undoubtedly try it.  

Happily ordering one large vanilla ice cream, Vision couldn’t help but notice how absolutely adorable she was.  He hadn’t seen her this excited in quite some time.  Once they received the cup, Wanda grabbed a spoon and led him to a small table nearby.  

“Alright, open up.”  Wanda scooped up a small bite of ice cream on her spoon and held it out for him, her eyes fixated on him awaiting his reaction.  Nervously moving forward in his seat, Vision opened his mouth and allowed her to feed him.

The second he closed his mouth around the creamy dessert, a jolt was sent through his entire body.  He could feel his circuits freeze even with the small amount he had taken into his mouth.  Food definitely did not seem to do this treat justice as the substance melted in his mouth, disappearing completely.  Had he not felt the sensation of his body tensing up around the strange texture, no one would have been the wiser.

Even after having swallowed, the sensation only seemed to get worse.  Feeling his throat pipe tightening, his fingers gripped the edge of the table.  His brain stalled, but once rebooting it seemed perfectly fine.  Vision took a moment to stable himself, opening his eyes again to seen a concerned Wanda sitting across from him.  What the hell was that?

“That was...”  Vision’s mind trailed off, the lingering effects from introducing something so cold to his mechanical insides would be something to get used to, but it actually wasn’t as bad as he had expected.

“Did you like it?”  Wanda smiled, relief settling in now that she could see he was okay.  She dipped the spoon back in the cup, rewarding herself with twice as much as she gave him.  Truly a mad woman.

“Remarkable...actually.”  It was surprising and certainly not what he expected, but he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed the experience.  The fact that Wanda seemed pleased brought him even more joy.

“See?  Told ya.”  She giggled, slowly eating the rest of the ice cream by herself.  Not being opposed to trying it again, when she offered him the last bite, he took he graciously. 

comic edits ➳ wandavision (2021)

“we could never truly leave each other, even if we tried.”

Good for you, Brother. You deserve contentment. We all do. If the lady contributes to that, then I’m happy for you. Whatever is in those candies?