Wanda didn’t know the extent of what she had done, how it affected everyone in the town of Westview. Though after it was all over, Wanda felt she should talk to at least one of the townspeople. Before she left, after she lost Vision and her twins, she went over to the woman's door and gave a knock as she stands there waiting nervously. Waiting for the pitchforks and fire at every second that passed. She calls out softly through the door. 

Sarah opened the door and looked at her still upset about everything that happened. She did not want to see her but she opened the door anyway.

“Talk about what exactly?

Wanda could tell that she didn’t want to see her, and she didn’t blame her. After what she had done to her and everyone in this town, she expected them to come at her. 

 “Look, I know you and I don’t like each other, but I have to, uh.” There was a pause as she hesitates for what seemed like forever. “Agatha, I hate asking this, but you’re the only person who I think can-” Another pause. “Can help me. So, I need your help with something...Please.” 

“Well, well, well.” Agatha smirked as she faced the other witch. There was a cockiness in her stance as she listened to Wanda– it was true that they did not leave things on the best of terms, but there was no doubt that they had their similarities. And if they ever decided to join their forces together, they would be unstoppable.

“I like the way you say please.” The older witch admitted. “Say it again, love, and I may just consider your offer.” She traced a finger beneath her jaw and under her chin. “You’ve got me on the edge of my seat here.

She narrowed her eyes at her as she traced her finger beneath her jaw and under her chin. It didn’t amuse her at all but she needed help. Agatha was the only other one that she could think of that would be at all willing to help her in any sort of way. 

@offantasiesandfear​ asked: “what did you just say?”// for Darcy to my Wanda?

Darcy had spent hours and hours watching WandaVision. She could see the love that Wanda had for Vision. Losing him, watching him die the way he did. 

She couldn’t blame her for how she handled it.

Darcy had never felt the love that was obvious between Vis and Wanda, for herself. But she knew she couldn’t blame her for wanting him back. 

She knew it was Wanda that started it all, but it wasn’t her fault for how far it went.

But either way, Darcy looked at her, and with a soft smile on her lips, replied.

“I said, I don’t blame you.” She replied.

“I’m sorry you had to go through that, had to do what you did to Vision, only to have Thanos do what he did. I’m sorry you came back after 5 years to a screwed up world, where they were treating Vis like something to experiment on.” She  then said softly.

She stood there, listening to what she was saying. A sigh escaped her lips as she shakes her head.  No one really had said that. She thought everyone despised her. 

“I- I don’t know what to say.” She began as she looked at Darcy. Swallowing hard at the memories of what happened. Her eyes fluttered as she fought back the tears. She had just lost Vis again due to the hex. Even though it wasn’t really him. It was to her. 

Wanda smiled at her son. “Your father is at work, and won’t be home until later.” She told him as she lifted the dog off the counter and onto the floor. “In the meantime, you need to make some posters explaining that you found a lost dog and would like to return him. And I need to find something for this good boy to eat.” She explained.

At this rate he felt like he wouldn’t be able to keep the dog, but he knew he had to listen and do as his mother said. He knew not to upset her. “Yes, mom...” He was going to protest but decided that he had already brought the dog in without permission that was enough. He hangs his head slightly, looks back at the dog and walks away up to his room. 

Wanda handed Billy the lead and opened the door. “Keep him close, and don’t let him pull.” She told him with a smile as they began down the drive. She kept an arm around Billy’s shoulder as they walked, not sure if he felt he was too old to hold her hand. “He’s certainly curious.” She commented as the dog stopped to sniff every single thing on the pavement.

“Of course you can darling.” She smiled, glad that Tommy was at least showing an interest. She finished pouring the batter into the tin and made sure it was level before she opened the open and slid the cake in. “You can help me make the chocolate drizzle that we’d going to put on top.” She told her son.

He thought it was cool that he could take part in something like this. To take part in the “Chocolate drizzle?” He asked softly. Could this day get any better? Sure he didn’t understand fully all he knew it was part of him now and he got to have soda and cake with dinner. 

Wanda watched as Tommy began chopping up the chocolate pieces. She smiled and ruffled his hair. “Good.” She smiled, Vision would probably had a fit if he saw Tommy using a knife before the age of 18. “You’re doing really good, be very careful.” She warned as she went back to chopping up her pieces.

Billy was up in his room making posters for a missing dog, hating every minute. Though he knew it was the right thing to do. Hearing her footsteps coming closer, and closer until she arrived at their room. He looks up at her and smiled softly. “I think I would like that. Maybe his owner will see him…” Billy says with a soft sigh but if that was the case he understood. He can’t just take something that wasn’t his. 

Wanda stood in the doorway as Billy agreed to her plan. She reached out her hand and waited for him to join her. “Maybe.” She agreed when he suggested that the dog’s owner might see him. She summoned a lead that would loop around the dog’s neck and took Billy downstairs to put it on. “Do you want to hold the lead or shall I?” She asked.

“Of course you can darling.” She smiled, glad that Tommy was at least showing an interest. She finished pouring the batter into the tin and made sure it was level before she opened the open and slid the cake in. “You can help me make the chocolate drizzle that we’d going to put on top.” She told her son.

He thought it was cool that he could take part in something like this. To take part in the “Chocolate drizzle?” He asked softly. Could this day get any better? Sure he didn’t understand fully all he knew it was part of him now and he got to have soda and cake with dinner. 

“Yes, and we’re going to be very careful. Make sure you keep it away from your fingers. Hold the chocolate steady and no superspeed.” She told her son firmly as she demonstrated what she meant. “And don’t tell your father.” She added in a jokey whisper.

At this rate he felt like he wouldn’t be able to keep the dog, but he knew he had to listen and do as his mother said. He knew not to upset her. “Yes, mom…” He was going to protest but decided that he had already brought the dog in without permission that was enough. He hangs his head slightly, looks back at the dog and walks away up to his room. 

Wanda walked as her son walked out and went to the task of finding something for the dog to drink and eat. After a few moments, she realised that there was nothing suitable so she came up with another plan. Knocking on the twins’ door, she poked her head in. “We need some dog food. How about we walk the dog up to the corner store and buy some?” She suggested.