“Tasha doesn’t play clarinet, though.” Her logical response, before Wanda found herself smiling up at Maria. She liked spending time time with her. Deep down, the hardened commander has a loving heart.

I . . . I don’t want to walk to get ice cream.

Oh . . . Okay then.

Scrunching up get nose, Wanda thought for a moment before nodding in affirmation. “Yes, but that is because Tasha is very smart. She could learn to do anything.”

Gnawing at her bottom lip, Wanda hesitantly nodded in response. She felt awful, the pain pulsing through her ankle and up her leg slightly. “Okay . . . Only if you don’t take me to the doctor . . .”

“. . . ‘m not as brave as you,” A bashful blush spreading across her cheeks, Wanda found herself burrowing into Maria’s side, her eyes still watching the TV. She quite liked this SpongeBob show.

Mhmm. I trust you.

“It hurts a lot. I don’t want to move it.” Even trying to move it hurt a lot, so Wanda didn’t want to try to move it any more than she already did.

Scrunching up her nose at Maria’s words, Wanda shook her head and cuddled closer to her. “No. Not talking about it anymore.”

Sniffling softly, Wanda shook her head. “I can’t. I cannot afford it.” Not to mention that Pietro would be very worried.

It’s her birthday!

Oh- she didn’t have to.

She really didn’t have to . . .

It’s very sweet. She’s not quite sure how to react.

She’d really like to open one of her gifts.

After a moment of silence, she reached out to pick up a present wrapped in red paper.

Unwrapping the present, Wanda’s eyes widened at the sight of the doll she had been looking at when they’d last gone out. She’d torn her gaze away when she’d seen the price, but now she was holding it. “. . . You . . . Really?”

“But it was so much . . .” Even though she and Pietro had been in America for some time, she still wasn’t used to the amount of disposable income they had access to.

Just the doll was enough in Wanda’s mind. She wouldn’t ask for anything at all, grateful for this. “Thank you so much . . .”

Setting the doll down, Wanda threw her arms around Vision, holding onto her tightly. Desperate to keep her close. “Thank you so much . . . You’re the best.”