Who the hell are you ?

What kinda name is M —— Mmmmmerica! I mean, my name is America. That’s totally what I was gonna say, haha! Nice to meet you!

Wow, not even a “how’s the weather”? No small talk for you, huh? ( a shrug. ) Saved me from this witch lady who was trying to kill me —— might still be, but I don’t think so anymore. I think. Maybe. She seemed like she wasn’t but who knows.

. . . ( eyes slowly narrowing. ) . . .How’d you know?

—— Oh .ᐟ ( after a long moment of silence, America does one of the many things that she does best ; she turns tail and promptly 𝗯𝗼𝗹𝘁𝘀 in the other direction. )

( Well , forgive her then. The last few people she met who knew of Wanda weren’t exactly the kindest of the bunch. Nonetheless —— she does, indeed, slow down. ) Wha —— hey .ᐟ

Your daughter tried to murder me on ——— more than one occasion, y’know. ( Adjusting her pins back into place with what could almost be called a pout. ) At least 6 different times in the span of probably seventy-two hours. Give - or - take.

Okay, but consider this ; where’s the fun in that ?

Immediately donning it with a grin .ᐟ . . .How the hell does she work this again ? 💧

. . .So, theoretically, she could go to, like, the top of Mount Everest? Sick —— onwards to adventure .ᐟ

Company would be appreciated, always .ᐟ Especially if it’s him. But —— hmm, maybe not Mount Everest. That’s a lot of snow for someone who only owns a denim jacket. Maybe somewhere more . . . local .ᐟ

Nothing .ᐟ ( Well, isn’t that such a quick answer ? Eyes darting anywhere but to meet his . ) Was just —— in the wrong places at a bunch of wrong times, haha .ᐟ

She’s your daughter, maybe you should be asking her .ᐟ ( blurting it out in a small moment of frustration —— then tensing. sheeeeee did not mean to say that. )

Well, he thought wrong .ᐟ Top of the —— oh, that gives her an idea. It only takes her six tries this time to open a portal, stepping out onto the top of a staple skyscraper in the city. Shrugging back at him —— top of the Empire State Building was always on her bucket list .ᐟ

So, call her. I refuse to believe that somebody in this world doesn’t carry some form of technology capable of reaching another person. ( she’s pushing her limits, yes —— treading the line to see where it ends. )

They say that ? Huh —— . ( she’ll assume the line is there, for now. he seems patient, but she’d rather not test that. ) . . .Well, I’m not talking .ᐟ

Once again; no offense, your daughter did try to kill me. I’m not too eager to find out if her family shares the same views. ( Tilting her head to the side, nose scrunched up. ) What’s a mutant?

( Shaking her head again, but slower this time. ) Nope —— are they, like, a boy-band? ( Popping the “P”. She has a feeling they are definitely not a Boy-band. )

The portal closes behind them and she shrugs, a grin present on her face. Leaning against the guardrails, she peers out at the vibrant city. It’s sure . . . something. “ Mmmm, “ she hums, “ just copied you and Wong, wasn’t —— too hard. This time, at least. “

exhaustion is setting in, so she’s off to bed —— or passing out on the couch, which is what happens.