Title: The Snow Globe (Reader x Scott Lang)

Summary: The reader and boyfriend Scott are busy making a day of putting up holiday decorations when Scott gets the craziest idea.

Word Count: 1332

A/N: This one is so goofy but I was like “lol that’s so scott”. I hope you enjoy!

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“Babe, could you come here for a minute?” you were were practically hanging off of the side of the house, the ladder supporting you nearly collapsing as you struggled to staple rainbow colored lights to your gutter. Scott was situated at the porch of your house trying to shovel the deep snow off, his headphones blaring music. You had to yell for him twice before h turned around and looked at you, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. You let out a shriek as the ladder, on its final leg, fell underneath you and you were left hanging onto the gutter of your house.

“Oh!” Scott shouted, running up beneath you with his arms held out, “Okay, jump. I’ve got you!” the two of you fell in a heap onto the cold ground, piles of fluffy snow and strings of lights surrounding you, “Do you need a spot or something?” Scott asked with a laugh.

You scoffed and dusted the snow off of your peacoat before getting to your feet. Grabbing the string of lights from the ground, you lent Scott a hand up from the cold ground, “Please,” you said with a smile. Scott helped you set the ladder back up and lent you a hand for support as you climbed it, pulling the remaining string of lights up with you, “Staple gun, please!” you reached for the stapler that Scott held out in his free hand, the stainless steel now freezing cold from being  dropped in the sub zero temps of the snow. You were stapling away, trying your best to create a straight line of colorful light bulbs. They were inspired by your mom’s Christmas lights from your childhood; oversized, rainbow colored bulbs that hung and used up all of the energy due to  the fact that they weren’t LED lights. Luckily, your vintage inspired lights weren’t going to suck all of the energy from the neighboring houses, “Y/N, I just had the best idea!”

“What?” you questioned, raising an eyebrow as you hopped down from the ladder. You dusted your hands off, blowing on them to try and warm them up. Scott’s face was lit up with excitement as he grabbed ahold of your wrist and led the way to the garage, just like a young kid on Christmas morning, “Scott, it’s freezing! I’m ready to go inside and warm up before we put up more lights,” you said with a whine.

Scott tore away from you and went on a hunt for supplies, “I’m going to build… wait for it…a human snow globe!” he exclaimed, “I know we have a tiny kid pool somewhere and one of those human sized hamster balls. I’ll just have to grab some battery powered lights and fake snow,” he was throwing things out of cardboard boxes as you stood there shaking your head at him, trying to keep from laughing. You knew it was a silly idea, but Scott was so stubborn that he would just have to figure that out himself, “I’ll be back before you can say Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!”

“Oh, Scott. Please be careful,” you rolled your eyes and planted a kiss on his lips as he snagged the keys from their spot on the hook, “I’m going in to warm up. Keep your phone on you please, and call me if anything bad happens! I don’t need my boyfriend stuck in a human hamster ball all season.”

You waved from the step as Scott backed out of the driveway, honking gleefully from the driver’s seat. A laugh escaped your lips as you went in for a cup of hot coffee and a snack as you waited for his return. Where on earth did he even get an idea to make himself the subject of a human sized snow globe?

“I’ll just be in the backyard!” Scott waved, his arms full of grocery bags as he ran passed you to kiss your cheek. You smiled and rolled your eyes at him as you pulled Santa and his sleigh pulled by reindeer from the back of your garage. It was your favorite set of Christmas decorations that you owned. Santa sat on his sleigh in the yard, the reindeer pulling the sled through the path of lights that you put out.

You were whistling along to the holiday song stuck in your head as you hammered reindeer into the yard with wooden stakes and tossed lights into a straight line in the yard. Decorating was your favorite thing to do during the holiday season which was proven true by how many decorations you had. You’d even invested candy cane sticks to line the driveway, illuminating your path. All you were concentrating on was decorating your house for your favorite holiday of the year, which is why you jumped nearly ten feet into the air when your phone started ringing.

“Hello? What? Scott, I can’t hear you. Talk slower!” you said with a sigh, already on your way to the back yard. You could hear him talking quickly and frantically, his voice bouncing off of the walls of his human sized hamster ball.

“Okay, I might losing air and going light headed and I may need you to unzip this snowglobe. That’s after you marvel at it and take a picture for me, okay?” you had hung up on Scott as soon as you saw him sitting in the ball, tossing snow into the air as he was waving frantically.

You laughed quietly to yourself and shook your head, it really looked like a snowglobe. If Scott was supposed to be the cheerful little Holiday figure inside, he was doing a poor job at the time that you saw him, looking as exhausted as you felt from all of the yard work, “My gosh!”

“Take a picture!” he shouted at you, signing for you to use flash. You giggled and counted down from three, taking a couple of photos of your gleeful and childish boyfriend inside of a globe. You could hardly see Scott in the photo thanks to all of the condensation from Scott’s breathing, there was so much fog that he drew a smiley face on the plastic before you unzipped the large, heavy duty zipper to let in the chilling air. He started gasping , filling his lungs with the freezing air as he crawled out of the globe.

Your mouth fell agape and you gasped as he fell onto the snow, “You  nearly passed out, are you crazy? Where on earth did you get an idea to make yourself into a snow globe?” you pulled Scott to his feet and helped him walk along the snow as he laughed, brushing you off while still panting for breath.

“I didn’t pass out and yes I am crazy! You know this! Come on, it was awesome. I can’t wait to see those photos,” he said with an airy smile. Even though he had run out of oxygen and had been stuck in a freezing globe of plastic, his eyes were still lit up with youthful excitement, “Gosh, it’s freezing out here.”

You pushed open the door and dropped your coat onto its hanger, “Come on, let’s warm up. We can enjoy the lights from in here,” you said with a laugh, placing your tea kettle onto the stove to heat up, “Where on earth did you get a crazy idea like that?” you repeated your first question, shaking your head in disbelief.

“What, you’ve never looked at a snow globe and wondered what it was like to be in one?” Scott rolled his eyes at you and reached for a mug, waiting patiently for the water to come to a boil. It seemed to be taking years, only a slight whistle escaping the kettle.