“Check out these muscles though,” you said, flexing for them to see.

“You’re so cute, Y/N,” Kate said, ruffling your hair. 

Wanda went first, hanging for about 5 minutes before hopping down. 

“Unfortunately, I don’t have the magical ability to heal callouses forming on my hands,” Wanda chuckled.

Next, Kate went, but was quickly disrupted when Yelena had saved the bug from earlier, causing the young brunette to scream in fear and drop down. The blonde started cackling like a maniac, as Kate shouted at her saying it was unfair, and chucking a tuft of grass at her. 

Natasha shook her head, rolling her eyes playfully. Yelena was always super mischievous, so the redhead was cautious when she took her turn.

Truly made of strength, the black widow was on the bar for almost ten minutes. You began to feel nervous after talking all that smack. Deep down, you knew that you couldn’t beat the black widow in a match of strength. As long as you could beat Yelena and rub it in her face, you would be happy. 

“Go on, blondie. Show us your strength,” you teased, as Yelena glared at you.

“Watch, I’ll beat Natasha,” she said, pulling herself up easily. Unfortunately, Kate had tried the same prank on Yelena and found out that she was afraid of frogs. So when the archer ran up to Yelena with the friendly amphibian, the blonde ran away as Kate had a good laugh.

“You really are a real turd,” Yelena scoffed at her friend.

“You started it!” Kate insisted.

“Alright, Y/N, it’s your turn. After all that talk, you better be able to back it up,” Wanda warned you with a smirk.

“Natasha’s record is easy to beat,” you said, standing underneath the bar. They were all staring at you, waiting for you to go up. Your hands began to sweat, as you feared you would slip off right away.

Eventually, you pulled yourself up, avoiding eye contact with them.

“Why are you suddenly so quiet?” Natasha asked teasingly.

“Because I’m concentrating,” you said stubbornly, slightly adjusting your grip. You began to struggle, as you felt a ticklish sensation on the palms of your hands. You looked over to see Wanda with a small smile on her face. Traitor. 

You began to squirm a little more on the bar, adjusting your grip more often to try and get rid of the sensation.

It had just reached past 5 minutes and you were contemplating dropping down.

“Not so tough now are you, Y/N?” Yelena asked.

“Shut up weakling,” you barely got out without laughing. 

“What did you just call me?” Yelena asked, walking over towards you.

“Weakling,” you repeated, sticking your tongue out at her. 

“Really?” She asked, wiggling her finger in your belly button, making you yelp and kick at her.

“Yelehena! Stop!”

Natasha and Kate had joined her now, each on one side of you and tickling your sides and ribs.

“NOHOHO PLEHEHEASE!” You gasped, thrashing around on the bar. 

You saw Wanda walking over as well, and you knew you weren’t going to be able to hold on much longer. 

“WANDA! DOHOHONT YOU DAHARE!” You began to laugh even harder as she gently tickled your feet. Tears began to fill your eyes, but you were scared of falling and not landing on your feet. That fear was abruptly interrupted, as Natasha and Kate had moved their hands up to your armpits, making you scream with laughter and drop down, as they caught you before you hit the ground.

Much to your dismay, the tickling didn’t stop just because you fell, as you felt all of their fingers grabbing and wiggling wherever they could find open space.

“OKAHAHAY STAHAP PLEHEASE!” You pleaded, squirming around and trying to fight off eight hands. 

They finally let you up, as you scowled at all of them.

“You guys cheated, that’s not fair.”

“That’s what you get for being cocky,” Wanda said, throwing some more tickly magic your way.

“Nohohooho ihihihim sohohorry!” You giggled, turning red in the face again.

“Maybe next time you’ll be strong enough,” Yelena said, patting your head, as you swatted at her.

“Don’t forget, I know about your fear of frogs,” you said with a giggle.

Yelena quickly pinned you back down, pressing your hands to your chest, as she began to tickle your belly button again. 

You immediately burst into laughter again, kicking her away and curling up into a ball.

Many people would bet their homes that Anthony and Kate were the healthiest and happiest couple in the ton, including his siblings, who have said that they haven't seen Anthony like that since before their father died. If they weren't the vicount and vicountess, they would never leave their bed. They were more than content to simply lay in each other's arms, out of those tight and heavy clothes, and just exist. Despite them both being sticklers for duty when they first met, getting Anthony out of bed in the morning was a battle. Whining about how he'd rather hide away from his responsibilities in bed with his wife.

"Anthony we need to get up eventually." Kate reminded for what felt like the 90th time. Their legs tangled together, his arm under her head, holding both hands, one on Kate's pillow, the other on Anthony's chest. Anthony made a disgruntled noise, scrunching up his nose and shaking his head.

"We don't actually, the house won't fall apart if we ignore our duties for one day. We can just tell people that we were attempting to make an heir as an excuse, no one will doubt or question that." Kate sighed, a soft smile on her lips that proved she wasn't actually upset. She turned her head to kiss Anthony's cheek, moving her kisses around the side of his face and down his neck.

"Kate..." He warned, knowing full well what she was doing, flinching when she hummed in acknowledgement against his neck.

"Stohohop." He whined softly, trying to shuffle away from her but she gently cupped his neck on the other side, adding little nips to that sensitive spot by his collarbone.

"Kahahate!" She hummed softly, sliding her hand down his chest, shaking her head.

"Nope, since you didn't want to get up, Kate is gone, you've got the tickle monster now~ However, the monster can't leave the bed so~" She crooned, her fingers curling around his ribs, making him arch up off the bed. Anthony had let go of her hands, trying to push her away from him, but the tickling mixed with him not being all the way awake had sapped all of his strength.

"KAHAHATE KAHAHATE! STOHOHOP! GEHEHET OHOHOFF!" He wailed, eventually wiggling himself so much he had fallen off their bed. Kate giggled in surprise, moving to the edge of the bed to see him.

"Are you alright?" He nodded slowly with a soft groan from hitting the hardwood floor, watching Kate practically jump up out of bed.

"Under the bed maybe? We all know you strip like a-"

You giggled when Kate jumped on Yelena. "Like a what, hm?" Kate asked, poking Yelena's sides rapidly. You squirmed at the sight of it. Kate had become very good at those tickle attacks...

"Nehehever mind, okahahay go fihind your shit shihirt!" Yelena cackled. Hearing her cute laughter automatically caused you to snort as well, drawing Kate's attention.

"You! You haven't been helpful either!" She tickled Yelena some more and left her alone again, only to approach you. You looked up at her and shrugged.

"I don't know where it is," you said.

"Well yeah but still you could've- huh? Wait, isn't that...?" Kate squinted her eyes as she stared at you. She pointed at you. You? Your what? Your, oh. Your shirt. You glanced down.

"This? That's just the shirt I always..." Your eyes widened in realization. Or it wasn't. You reached for the side and felt a tag sticking out. Ack. It wasn't just a plain black shirt, and it wasn't your shirt either.

It was Kate's shirt, but inside out. You messed up. You and your dreamy head!

"You stole it!" Kate's voice made the cutest funny pitch as she accused you, but there was no time to giggle about that. In an instant, she was on top of you, grabbing the edge of your shirt and trying to strip you.

"W-wait - calm down! I didn't steal anything! It was a mista-AHAHA Kahahate!" you squealed when you got the same treatment as Yelena.

While pulling up the shirt, Kate tickled your sides vengefully, and she adjusted her position a little when you were too late to make a proper move. She now straddled you firmly while she tickled and stripped you at the same time.

"Take it off you little thief," she said smugly.

"I wahahas going to ahahanyway! I'm no thief-ehehehe no don't!" you cried out when Kate managed to bring the shirt up to right below your arms, where her fingers wiggled into your armpits.

"I said, take it off!" Kate sang. You knew she was no longer just trying to get her shirt back. This tickle-girl was enjoying herself way too much here.

"I cahahan't!" With her tickling you, how could you even move your arms up so she could take off the shirt!

"Need a hand, Kate? Or two."

Oh.

Your eyes widened when Yelena joined in as well. She grabbed both your arms and pulled them up over your head.

"Aww thanks!" Kate chirped in the most casual and hilarious tone, as if Yelena complimented her about her hair, it sounded like that, but instead, both of them were currently making sure that you weren't going anywhere without laughing your head off first.

"AHAHaha no lehehet go- ahahah Yehehe-Yelenahaha! Kahahate- stop!" you shrieked, kicking your legs and struggling helplessly as Kate tickled your ribs and armpits. She wasn't even trying to take the shirt off anymore.

"I like this. This is how thieves are to be treated in this household," Yelena said smugly, moving both your arms in one hand so she could join the tickle party. Damn she was strong! She formed a claw with her hand and tickled you all over your bare side and tummy.

"EEhehehe nohoho! I'm not a thieheee- aaahhaha!" you laughed hysterically. They were too cruel! And you loved them too much to hate them for it!

With both Kate and Yelena after your ticklish spots, it was only a matter of time, and a matter of death by laughter and a lot of patience until they finally decided to release you.

Kate finally took off the shirt entirely, immediately turning it back the way it was supposed to be, and she showed you the Avengers logo.

"Mine," she said with the most adorable smirk. You rolled your eyes and grabbed her hand.

"And you are mine," you retaliated, pulling her back on top of you, and you were this close to bumping your lips together in the most awkward K-drama style kiss, but eventually you were kissing normally.

"As if I'm not even here at all," Yelena sighed. You heard her move, and for a moment you thought she was going to make her way in between you two to join in, but instead you felt her grab your ankle, and your eyes widened.

"HMPhyel-no!" you cried right in Kate's mouth as soon as Yelena started to tickle your foot.

"Round two, ladies!" Yelena announced, tickling your socked sole without mercy.

You groaned, covering your ears as you curled up even more on the couch. You couldn’t stand NYE, it was incredibly depressing since you grew up without knowing it was even a thing, and now you were aware of the excitement around it and that you should’ve experiencd in your teens, it sunk you, so you didn’t bother celebrating it.

Kate turned down the music from her phone, "Hey, Y/n," she said softly, "Are you okay?" She asked as she gently put an arm around you, the sudden gesture making you flinch for a second, not being able to do anything but nod silently.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," Kate said and gently rubbed your back, "Is this okay?" She asked, stopping her gesture for a moment. The archer looked around again and then looked at your face, "Is it…is it the holidays?"

You remained silent, but nodded once again, wrapping the blanket around you just a little tighter as you tried to tune the music out.

Kate bit her lip and shut the music off as she hugged you gently, her hand rested on your side as she held you and she drummed her fingers trying to think of ways to cheer you up.

Flinching, you went to stand up. “Sorry… you can keep playing the music, I’ll just go to my room.” You tell her quietly, gently pushing her away so you get up to go to your room.

The archer shook her head, "No Y/n!" She frowned and followed after you, "I'm sorry, I didn't realize this was such a hard time of year for you. I should've asked before I got started since it's our first holiday rooming together," she said gently and put a hand on your shoulder.

“You didn’t know, it’s fine. I’ll leave you to it if you’re so busy.” You sigh, continuing the journey to your room whilst trying to compose yourself.

The brunette simply follows you, "No, Y/n, we're roomies now so this needs to be a joint decision," she chattered on, now nervous that you'd hate her and wanting to share the holiday spirit with you somehow at least so you'd smile even if it meant no drinking.

“I can put up with anything, it’s fine.” You murmured, eventually arriving at your room and throwing yourself onto your bed with a sigh. “You can go back to whatever you were doing now.”

Kate pouted and flopped right next to you, "No Y/n, we're in this together!" She said and poked your tummy to make her point, "And I'm not leaving here till we smile together and make this so we both enjoy our apartment," she said, poking your tummy with each word to playfully emphasize her point as she tried to lighten the mood.

You groaned, biting back flinches as you curled up and covered your belly, shrugging in response. “I’ll get over it. Just do whatever.” You told her.

"Y/n!!!" The archer whined playfully as she poked up and down your torso, "I'm not leaving till we decide together!" She said, still playful but determined.

“W-whatever just quit the pokes…” you murmured, shoving at her hands as you curled up away from her so she couldn’t see the smile threatening to come out.

She smiled, "Awww did I find a button?" Her voice turned teasing as she poked up and down, "Is Y/n a little ticklish? Maybe that's what you need to cheer up hm?" She said and started spidering into your tummy and sides.

You shook your head, trying hard not to crack with giggles as you moved away from Kate and protected your upper body. “Q-quit it…”

"Awww you ARE ticklish aren't you Y/n?" Kate smirked and tried squeezing your thighs since you covered your torso, "Who's a wittle tickle bug?"

“Kateeee, lemme go!” You whined as you kicked out, trying to pout instead of showing your smile. “I’m not sensitive so quit iiiit!”

"If you weren't ticklish you wouldn't have kicked out just now," the archer grinned and shook your tummy with one hand while the other kneaded your ribs gently, "Coochiescoochiecoochie coo!" She sang to get you to smile.

Rolling your eyes, you held your breath and shook your head, kicking out a little as you tried not to burst into laughter, unable to hold back your blush at her teasing.

"Uh ohhhh," Kate smirked and sang, "Ticktickticktickle! Ticktickticktickle!" The heroine continued playfully as she tickled up and down your tummy, sides, and ribs.

Finally, you cracked with giggles, rolling away from Kate as you squealed and gently shoved at the archers hands. “Nohohoho!”

"Awww there it is! There's that laugh! Awwww Y/n IS ticklish! Coochiescoochiecoochie coo!" She sang with a huge smile on her face as she pinned your arms under her legs and out of the way, "I wonder where else you’re ticklish?"

You gasped and pulled at your arms, shaking your head as you tried to hold back your giggles. “Nowhere, nowhere at all!” You tried.

Kate smirked and wiggled her fingers above your ribs, "Awwww heeere?" You grinned up at her, shaking your head as you gave her an innocent smile.

The archer smirked and dove her wiggly fingers into your ribs, "Coochiescoochiecoochie coo!" She grinned, making you cackle and arch your back, squealing with laughter. “NEHEHEEE!”

"Awwww get the Y/n with lots of tickles! Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha!" She cooed fondly as you shook your head and giggle helplessly. “I DIHIHIHISAGREE!”

"You like my twist on deck the halls?" She giggled and scribbled into your thighs, smirking as you shook your head and kicked out with a squeal.

“0/10!” You replied, kicking and giggling hysterically as you squirmed as much as you could.

"Oh noooo," she smirked, meaning to squeeze your hips but accidently squeezing the very top of your thighs where they met your hips, the feeling causing you to shriek and arch your back. “KATE!” You yelped.

“Ooh ho ho, what's this?" Kate smirked and squeezed there again, causing you to blush and kick out once again, shaking your head as you let out a few giggles. “NOHOHOTHING YOU SAHAHHAANTA!”

The archer laughed and kept squeezing, "You're gonna have to come up with better insults, cutie pie," she cooed, "Ahhh coochiescoochiecoochie coo! Ahhh coochiescoochiecoochie coo! Did I find your death spot? Did I?"

You continued to cackle with laughter as you shook your head, since the spots either side of your belly button were your absolute death spots, but this was still pretty torturous.

"Oh it's noooot? Hmmmmmm…" Kate smirked, pausing her attack, "I think I'll have to activate my tickle detectors," she grinned, wiggling her fingers ever so slightly above you to see where you flinched.

You bit your lip. “You’re not magic like that dumb Santa person! You can’t just detect my non-existent spots!” You whined, sucking your belly in as you looked away.

"Heeeere?" She asked as she wiggled closer to your tummy on either side of it, causing you to squeal and pull at your arms, shaking your head as you tried to keep your cool.

The archer grinned and immediately wiggled on either side of your tummy button, "Ticktickticktickle! Ticktickticktickle!" She cooed fondly.

You yelped and cackled with laughter, thrashing around as you pulled at your arms. “KAHAHAHAHATE!”

"Awwwww here's your spoooooot! Here it isss!' she cooed and then nuzzled on one side of your bellybutton while tickling the other side with both hands

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUP!” You cackled out, squirming from side to side as your face scrunched up adorably.

"Awwww why would I do thaaaat?' she grinned, pulling up your top enough to raspberry the side she was nuzzling before letting you go, "You're so cute when you laugh," she commented as she let you catch your breath.

You took in deep breaths, curling up a little as you shook your head. “So… so mean…” you murmured out, but had a huge smile on your face.

"Maybe this could be a NYE tradition of ours? Me wrecking you?" She asked, and winked at you playfully.

Rolling your eyes and groaning, you shoved at Kate and pulled a face, whacking her playfully with a pillow. “That sounds like a nightmare.” You said, but with a small smile.

"Why are you smiling then?" The archer teased and pulled you into a hug, "I think you secretly love the idea."

You bit your lip, hugging Kate back as you shook your head in response. “Because it’s the lamest tradition I’ve ever heard of.”

"Oh? Got any better ideas?" She grinned fondly, glad to see you smiling. But you just shrugged, still not feeling the spirit.

“Yeah, one where I shut myself away in my room and pretend I don’t exist.” You reply with a slight chuckle.

The brunette frowned, "What if we made cookies together? And we can listen to your favorite bands instead of the hits," she offered, poking your tummy gently with each suggestion. "And then hot cocoa and cuddles?"

You simply shrug, flinching and sucking your belly in. “Whatever you want…” you murmured quietly.

“You to smile and to help you find your own New Years Eve spirit," she said and fluttered into your belly, making you whine and let out a few giggles. “Not necessary!”

"But it is! Maybe we need to find you the Best Tickles of 2022 instead of the best tunes," the brunette grinned and squeezed your hips.

“You wouldn’t make the cut.” You replied cheekily before flinching and squealing at the sudden squeeze.

Kate's mouth drops open, "Oh is that sooo?" She asks with a smirk before rapidly squeezing into your hips again, making you squeal and break into giggly laughter, kicking out and nodding as you grabbed her hands.

The archer smirked and leaned down to nuzzle your belly instead, "Uh oh, whatever will I do with my hands all caught up?" She asked as you arched your back and giggled helplessly.

“Stohohohop?!” You asked, beginning to get tired out as you squirmed and kicked out.

Kate sensed this, "Yes, of course," she said and let you up, "It's good to see you smile, Y/n. What if…what if we made some s'mores and watch Brooklyn 99 and cuddled up on the couch?"

You took in deep breaths, thinking about Kate’s offer and nodding. “Y-you’d do that with me?” You asked her hesitantly.

"Of course, Y/n!" She smiled sincerely, "There's no rules to the holidays, we celebrate however we want to make us happy." She said and wrapped you in a tight hug.

You nod, hugging her back as a small smile appeared on your face. “Okay… sounds fun.”

“Oh, yeah? And who’s that?”

“The Twister champion of Death Valley,” You smugly grinned, crossing your arms over your chest.

“Just Death Valley? I would have thought you would have been at least the Twister champion of the nation with the way you’re bragging,” Kate turned to you with an eyebrow raise and an amused smile. “Let’s see you put your money where your mouth is.”

Playing Twister with only two people became a challenge once both of your hands were placed on dots and someone had to flick the spinner. It took a few minutes to get the hang of it, but ultimately you’d beat her. Kate whined that it wasn’t fair since she was distracted, so you offered her a different option.

“Make it hard for me, then. Give me a distraction.”

“Like what?” Kate asked as she sat in a free chair.

You shrugged in response. “I don’t know. I’m sure you can come up with something. I just want to prove to you that I never lose.”

Kate huffed, racking her brain for any ideas to throw you off your game. Then, she recalled an incident from a few weeks ago. You’d been training with her, Kate stepping in as your mentor since Clint was off on vacation with his family, and as she grabbed your waist to fix your form, you buckled under her touch along with a poorly suppressed giggle.

Of course, she’d taken full advantage of it in the moment. She’d called it ‘Training with an edge’. You told her she needed to work on the name and in retaliation, she tickled you to tears. So, doing the same thing now could put you back in your place.

“Fine,” She nodded to the mat, flicking the spinner. “Left foot, green.”

You followed her instructions each and every time she told you a placement, snickering snidely. Kate waited until both of your hands were place in an awkward position before striking. Once your arms were cross and your body was half-twisted, Kate waltzed behind you and squatted down to your level, wiggling her index fingers under your arms.

“AH!” You screeched in surprise, your elbows buckling beneath you. “KATE!”

“You said find a distraction! If you’re as good as you say you are, then this shouldn’t be a problem,” She smirked in satisfaction. “Go on.”

You spluttered in shock, glancing up at your friend with a pleading look. “I-hi don’t think this is exactly fair!”

“I’m beginning to think that maybe you were bluffing about being the best, then.”

“I’m not! I just… you—UGH! Fine,” You scoffed as you got back into position. From then on, you were acutely aware of where Kate was at all times, trying to prepare for her attack. Breathing deeply, you centered yourself so that when you felt her fingers pressing back into your armpits, you could at least stiffen your arms to keep from falling.

Kate tickled down your sides, smiling as your body shook from the effort to try and stay in position.

“Ohokay, Kahahate! No mohore!”

The brunette stopped at your request. Your entire body crumbled to the ground in exhaustion, a ticklish smile still on your features.

“I will admit that you have some serious endurance,” Kate complimented as she plopped down on the floor next to you.

“Yeah. All that and I can still kick your ass in this game. Let’s see you try next!”

“Oh-ho, no, I don’t think so!”

“Alright Kate Bishop, I’m giving you one more chance to be my partner in crime. Screw this up, or betray me again, and I’ll hang you by your ankles in the gym, got it?” Yelena asked, her voice dead serious as she looked at the archer. “And this time Natasha won’t be there to save you,” She added with a grim smile. Kate gulped and nodded, realizing that Yelena was very serious. She had blown their last attempt of tickling Wanda, she knew that if she blew it again, she’d die.

“You got it,” She nodded. The two of them were currently sitting on Kate’s bed, discussing a new plan to tickle Wanda. Kate had been headed towards her room after walking Lucky, planning on crashing onto her bed. However, she hadn’t expected to be yoinked inside by Yelena, who was already waiting for her there. 

“We definitely know she’s ticklish now, otherwise she wouldn’t have destroyed us like that,” Kate added, earning a glare from her friend. 

“Excuse me, you are the reason I got tickled too,” Yelena said, earning a sheepish grin from the archer. After Yelena’s betrayal, Kate had given Wanda tips on how and where to tickle the blonde, much to her dismay. Of course, Yelena had gone to Kate after Wanda’s visit to have a ‘word’ with her for giving away sensitive information. In the end, the archer had been unable to utter any words between her laughter.

“We’re losing focus! Wanda is our main target now, and we need to figure out how to approach her and surprise her, otherwise she’s just going to overpower us again,” Kate said, causing Yelena to chew on her lower lip. There was a very small chance they would be able to surprise Wanda, especially after their last attempt. However, if there was one thing Yelena was proud of, it was her speed.

“Even if we can’t surprise her, we just need to be faster than her,” The blonde said with a mischievous smirk, sending a shiver down Kate’s back. The archer was very grateful for not being Yelena’s victim for now. 

“And it’s two against one, so we might have a chance!” Kate added with an excited smile, earning a playful eye-roll from Yelena.

“If you’re done being a silly puppy, let’s go,” The blonde smirked, making her friend look at the ground with an embarrassed smile, before nodding. They were going to succeed this time, for sure.

They crept around the compound, looking for Wanda until they, at last, found her in the common room, sitting on the kitchen isle. Both Kate and Yelena immediately froze in the hallway, keeping their distance for now to keep the element of surprise. However, while they could only see her back and part of her face, they could instantly tell that she was leaning forward, her shoulders hanging low. Something was wrong.

“Does she… does she seem sad to you too?” Kate questioned, turning to Yelena with a frown on her face. The spy narrowed her eyes, paying close attention to Wanda’s expression. There were no traces of tears on her cheeks, but Yelena could easily tell that Wanda was frowning.

“She’s not crying… maybe she was just thinking about things?” Yelena whispered back, before looking at Kate with big eyes. “This is it! This is our chance, while she’s distracted,” She said. Kate grinned and nodded, looking back at Wanda.

“Besides, if she’s sad, we should cheer her up right?” The archer whispered with a giggle, earning a nod from the blonde. They slowly crept closer to the kitchen isle, paying close attention to Wanda’s movements in case she noticed them. To their surprise, the witch didn’t even move, as if unaware of their presence. Yelena counted down from three on her hand, before the two jumped up simultaneously, wrapping their arms around Wanda’s upper body. The witch let out a squeal at the surprise hug, accidentally sending a blast of energy into the wall, before being pulled backwards on the ground.

“Hey! What gives!” Wanda cried out, clearly caught off guard as she gazed up at Yelena and Kate, a nervous tingle filling her stomach as she noticed their mischievous smiles. The duo wasted no time, with Kate pinning her arms over her head as Yelena straddled her waist, immediately squeezing up and down her sides. Wanda’s eyes shot wide open as she gasped, a stream of giggles immediately leaving her lips.

“Oh hello there crazy witch lady, I told you I’d come for you,” Yelena greeted with a wide smirk, her fingers dancing all over Wanda’s sides and ribs. The witch shrieked and closed her eyes shut, immediately tugging at her arms.

“Nohohohohoho! Nohohoho don’t tickle meehehehehehehhe!” Wanda giggled helplessly from the start, unable to hold back her laughter since they had surprised her.

“No no, your arms are staying right here,” Kate grinned teasingly, lightly wiggling a single nail against each wrist to aid in the tickles. She had recently discovered - thanks to Natasha - how much that actually tickled, and she was dying to test it out on someone else. Wanda’s eyes shot wide open as she arched her back, her feet trying to find a grip on the floor.

“Kaaahahahhate! Yelenaaahahahahahha! Lehehet me uhuhuhuhuhup!” Wanda cried out through her giggles, trying to sound threatening, and failing miserably, while squirming underneath their grip.

“Let you up? But we just started!” The blonde chuckled, clawing her nails against the middle of her stomach. When Wanda let out a loud shriek, Yelena raised an eyebrow with a smirk, adding her second hand to scribble at her bare skin.

“Oh? Does that tickle? Right here?” She playfully mocked, her smile growing wider as Wanda’s laughter increased heavily. Kate let out a yelp as her struggling increased as well, still managing to hold down her arms as she ceased her own tickle attack.

“YELEEHEHEHENAAHAHAHA! DOHOHOHHOHON’T!” The witch shrieked, arching her back again as her legs kicked wildly. She quickly tried to cast a spell, as red energy flared in her hands for a moment, before losing her concentration just as fast.

“Don’t what? Tickle you? Because you’re ticklish?” Yelena teased, copying her sister’s tactics while moving her hands up, her fingers poking between each of her ribs. “And if I remember correctly, you’re very ticklish right… here!” She added, suddenly shoving both hands under Wanda’s arms. The latter let out a deafening squeal of laughter, jerking her arms free from Kate’s hold as she slammed them to her sides while laughing her heart out.

“OHOHOHOHO GAHAHAHAHAD! DAHAHAHAHAMMIT STOHOHOHHOHOP!” Wanda shrieked with laughter, quickly realizing that those fingers wouldn’t stop tickling her, even if they were trapped. She was doomed.

Kate wasted no time, crawling to Wanda’s legs for her own safety, sitting on her thighs to help Yelena pin her down. The blonde continued tickling under Wanda’s arms, causing the witch to roll side to side on the floor, while Kate started to squeeze at her inner thighs. Eventually, Yelena pulled her hands free to squeeze at her hips, drilling her thumbs into her hip bones, while Kate alternated between her thighs and knees. The brunette was sent into hysterics, unable to summon her magic or push them off, as she simply had to take the tickles.

When Wanda fell into silent laughter, the duo stopped at the same time, briefly looking at each other with a nodd. Kate jumped up and made a beeline for her room as Yelena turned back to the poor witch with a wide grin, patting her stomach.

“There there, all settled, bye!” She said, before jumping up to escape as well. Wanda, who was still a giggling mess on the floor, slowly caught her breath while watching them run to safety.

“Oh man… hah… oh they’re dead… oh they’re so dead…” She said to herself, pushing herself up on her elbows. There was no way she was going to leave it at that. Yelena and Kate had declared war against her, and now she had no choice but to win that war. However, as she stood up to go after them, a sudden voice stopped her in her tracks.

“We both know that there’s no way they could have won that easily against you, unless there’s something wrong,”

“Jesus Natasha!” Wanda cried out, immediately spinning around to face the intruder. Natasha smirked widely at brunette, leaning with her shoulder against one of the doorways into the common room. She loved sneaking up on her friends. After all, she was the Black Widow.

“Just Natasha is enough, dear,” She teased, pushing herself off of the wall to make her way to the couch. Wanda shot her a glare yet smiled, automatically relaxing in the Widow’s presence. It showed how much she trusted the older woman.

“How long have you been standing there? And how much of that did you see, actually?” Wanda questioned, walking over to the redhead as she eyed her carefully. Natasha smiled and patted the couch next to her.

“I saw more than enough. Come sit with me,” She urged, making Wanda blink. She could tell that Natasha wanted to talk about something, so she complied and took a seat next to her. There was a short silence before Natasha shifted, now turning to Wanda.

“Like I said… there’s no way they could have sneaked up on you, and there’s no way they would win in a tickle fight against you, on any ordinary day,” She started. “Especially since you knew they were going to try and get you back, and you can read minds. So, that means this is no ordinary day. Are you okay?” Natasha questioned, a more serious tone taking over. Wanda stared at her for a moment, before letting out a deep sigh.

“You just have to be the greatest spy in the world, huh?” The witch rolled her eyes playfully but smiled at her friend. She should have known she couldn’t hide anything from Natasha. Not after all the time they had spent together.

“I do hear that from time to time, yes,” The spy smirked, earning a huff from the brunette. “And I learned how to read you a long time ago. So, what’s bothering you?” She carefully asked. Wanda let out another sigh and looked at the couch.

“I honestly don’t know. I mean, I can’t really put my finger on it,” She explained, looking up at Natasha. “Just… everything I did went wrong for the past couple of days, as if I’m attracting bad luck or something. I guess Karma has finally caught up with me for my past,” She mumbled with a shrug. Natasha frowned and shook her head.

“You can’t think like that,” Natasha gently scolded her, cupping her chin so she could look Wanda in the eyes. “We all have bad days, and when we do, it’s not because we’re paying for our sins or things we did wrong. I used to think like that for a very long time, until Yelena basically knocked it out of me,” The redhead added, making both of them smile a little.

“I don’t know Natasha… sometimes I feel like no matter what I do, they,” She said, moving her head to gesture towards the city. “They’ll always see me as a monster, or an experiment on the run, no matter how many times I try to do good,” She said, her shoulders lowering once again. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and she looked up to meet Natasha’s questioning eyes. It only took her a second to realize what Natasha was asking, and a smile instantly appeared on her face as she nodded. Natasha pulled Wanda closer to her, the witch’s back resting against her front as she placed her chin on the young girl’s head.

“We both know you’re so much better than that, Wanda. And no matter how people speak of you, or how they view you, you’ll always be the baby witch that I adore,” The spy concluded with a smile, pressing a kiss against the top of Wanda’s head as she cuddled her. 

A wide smile spread on Wanda’s face at hearing her nickname, immediately remembering their early days when Natasha became her mentor. The redhead had played a major part in Wanda’s life when she was dealing with the loss of her twin, and when she felt lost in life. Natasha had been her anchor, and she had helped her move forward. And over the years, they had become the best of friends.

“And you’ll always be my grumpy old mentor,” She said, looking up at the older woman with a smirk. Natasha playfully raised an eyebrow at her, the hand resting on Wanda’s stomach moving under her shirt to claw at her side. The witch jerked and let out a surprised yelp, immediately trying to jerk away from her as she started to giggle.

“Don’t make me tickle you too, you brat~” Natasha said, smiling widely as she heard those beloved giggles again. “Or do I need to remind you of the fact that you never won a tickle fight against me before? Because you’re too ticklish and I always win?” She teased.

Wanda giggled faster and shook her head, her hand slapping against Natasha’s arm as she leaned into the embrace. 

“No? But Wanda, laughter is the best medicine, right?” The redhead smirked yet stopped tickling her, wrapping her own arms tightly around Wanda’s shoulders.

“I’ll always have your back, and I’m here if you need me,” Natasha promised with a smile, pressing another kiss against the side of her head. Wanda closed her eyes and let out a sigh. However, this time it wasn’t out of disappointment or sadness. It was because she felt safe in her friend’s arms, and for the first time that day something was actually feeling right.

“Thank you, Natasha,”