"So do they have carnivals in Sokovia?" Luke asked as they walked through the carnival holding hands.

Wanda nodded. "Yes we have carnivals. We also have malls, and schools, and churches, and cars that take us from one place to another," she said sarcastically, but with a playful tone and smile.

Luke looked at her embarrassed. "I guess that was kind of a stupid question, huh?"

"No, just a little lacking in common sense," she told him with a small chuckle. "Sokovia was like any place else."

"Do you miss it?"

"Sometimes, but…when the city you grew up in is literally destroyed, you find it's better to start over some place new."

Luke nodded in agreement. "And not that I'm complaining, after all, I like having you around," he started, his comments making Wanda laugh and roll her eyes. "But of all places to start over…the middle of Iowa?"

"It's where they Bartons are from," she answered in the obvious. Luke laughed at her response, which caused her to start laughing to.

"So what do you want to do first; rides, games, or food?" he asked after another minute or two of walking around. Normally he would have already hit up the roller coaster, but he wasn't sure if Wanda was the kind of girl who liked thrill rides.

"Food, definitely, I haven't eaten since lunch," she told him.

"Okay," Luke said slowly, causing Wanda to become suspicious. "You ever had carnival food?"

"Not in America."

Luke smiled and pulled her toward the concession stands. When they got there Wanda began looking over the different options and came to the same conclusion.

"Almost everything's fried."

"I know. Just wait until you taste a fried Oreo," he teased.

"That sounds horrible," she said in mild disgust. "Oreos are prefect already, why cover them in oil?"

"You know it's an attitude like that that'll keep me from getting you a fried Coke to go with it."

"Fried Coke?" she asked in compete disbelief. "How do you fry a drink?"

Luke just smiled excitedly.

"Oh my God, these are amazing," Wanda gushed minutes later as she tasted her first fried Oreo. It was a combination in her mind that shouldn't have worked: chocolate, cream filling, batter, and powdered sugar. But as she chewed on that first confection, it was like her taste buds had died and gone to heaven.

"Told you," Luke said as he reached into the small tray to grab one. Wanda immediately turned to keep them out if his reach.

"Get your own," she playfully scolded him, popping another cookie into her mouth. Luke tried again and Wanda turned even further. Finally Luke just wrapped his arms around Wanda, pinning her arms to her side. Wanda shrieked, then laughed, and they tried to lift a cookie to her mouth, but found she couldn't reach far enough. "Let me go," she laughed.

"Give me an Oreo."

Wanda tried to break loose of his grip, but was reminded that he was as strong as he looked. She knew she shouldn't use her powers, so…

"Uh, fine, you can have one," she said, grabbing a cookie and raising her forearm. Luke leaned down let her put it into his mouth. "Happy now?"

"Definitely," he said through his full mouth.

"Are you going to let me go?" she asked, her head turned to look at him.

Luke shook his head. "I kind of like holding you like this."

"If you don't let me go, then we can't go on any rides or play any of the games." Luke looked down at her and raised his eyebrows. "Laura and Nat said I should make you win me a stuffed animal or something."

"Let's go then," he's replied confidently, letting her go. Since her hands were occupied, he wrapped his arm around her and they started moving toward the games.


"Winner, winner, winner," the carny shouted as the bell sounded to the balloon popping from being filled with water. He reached up and grabbed a giant stuffed gorilla from the wall above the shelf protecting them from being splashed on and handed it to the little ten year old girl who won it. She jumped up and down, smiling as she showed it to her mother. The mother smiled and took a picture of her daughter with her phone and then they walked off to another game.

"I lost to a ten year old girl," Luke said dryly.

Wanda smiled, but tried not to laugh for the sake of Luke's pride. That attempt lasted all of maybe fifteen seconds before she couldn't hold it in any longer.

"It's not that funny," he said.

"It's a little funny," Wanda giggled. "Especially since that was what…your third try?" Luke nodded.

"You know, that game is harder than it looks."

"I bet Clint could win every time," she smiled. "Maybe accuracy isn't how you're going to win me something."

"And just how do you suppose I will Maximoff?"

Wanda stepped to him and draped her arms over his shoulders. Their faces were inches apart and each of them wanted to close the distance. Wanda could smell his cologne and she felt her head spin. Their faces leaned in quickly, their lips grazing each other. Surprisingly, Luke could still taste the Oreos on her lips and he had to resist the urge to go in for another taste.

"So how do you want me to do it?"

"Hmm, do what?" Wanda whispered.

"Win you a prize," Luke whispered back.

"Oh…yeah, a prize," Wanda cleared her throat. She smiled up at him and then turned her head to her left. Luke turned and saw what she was looking at

"The hammer game?"

Wanda slid her arms down until her hands were on his arms. She smiled at him while squeezing. "These seem big enough to get the job done."

Luke grinned at her and led her over. After handing attendant the tickets to play, Luke grabbed the mallet, hauled it back and over his head. He brought it down with a strong swing, and the puck rose, stopping just inches from the bell. A small group of people watching let out an "aww" at the unsuccessful attempt. Not to be defeated, especially when it came to trying to impress Wanda, Luke handed the attendant another few tickets.

Luke then took his second attempt. He hit the base with what looked to the same amount of force as the first time, but this time, the puck made it all the way, the bell giving off a loud ring.

"Yes," Wanda celebrated as walked up to Luke and gave him a big kiss on the lips surprising the both of them. Luke smiled at her, his eyebrows raised. Wanda blushed and brushed hair back behind her ear.

"Which one you want?" they heard the carny ask. They turned to look at him, both a little confused. "Which prize do you want? Hurry up, I got more people that want to play?"

Wanda looked up at the prizes, scanning them until her eyes caught sight of something just plain ironic and smiled. She pointed to what she'd found and she was handed a large stuffed bear dressed like Thor.

"The things a boy will do for a pretty girl," Wanda heard an older woman behind her say as they started to walk off. She looked over her shoulder and grinned at the woman.

"Swung that better than Thor, probably," Luke said to Wanda.

I'll ask him to do that so I can find out, Wanda thought with a slight smile

"Yes, yes you did," she said, stroking Luke's ego just a little bit. "And thank you," she added with a kiss to his cheek.


"Well if it isn't Little Orphan Annie," Wanda and Luke heard from behind them a few minutes later. They turned around and much to their annoyance, especially Wanda's, was…

"Hey, Summer," Wanda said through a forced smile.

"Wanda," Summer greeted cheerfully, though Wanda could literally feel the fake emotion. "Hi, Luke," she flirted.

"Summer," he said flatly. Already he could see this ending badly if the situation was allowed to go on too long.

"So what are you two doing here?"

"We're on a date," Wanda answered, doing her best to not sound angry, but failing just a little bit.

"Really?" Summer looked the two of them over, paying a little closer attention to Wanda. "Well that explains Wanda cleaning up. That's such a pretty dress," she complimented in her best bitch voice.

"I think she looks beautiful," Luke countered sincerely. The genuine compliment brought a smile to Wanda's face.

Summer huffed. "So how do I look?" she asked, twirling for him to show off her black, low cut crop top and denim miniskirt, an outfit a little too revealing for a October in Iowa. Even though she was vying for Luke's attention, she noticed the gazes of several of the other males around them looking at her exposed tanned skin. She practically ate up the attention.

"You look nice," Luke said quickly, and even Summer noticed, insincerely.

Wanda let out a quick laugh, and then reigned it in even quicker. Summer became annoyed that she didn't have Luke eating out of the palm of her hand.

"Thank you," she said in derision. "You know, me and my friends are hanging out by the food stands. We'll be there a little longer…if you decide you wanna let me show you a real night out." She almost started laughing at the look of anger that flashed over Wanda's face at that offer. "Later," she waved as she walked off.

Luke could hear Wanda practically growl and start walking after her. He quickly grabbed her by the shoulders and started pulling her in the other direction. "Alright, let's get you away from her," he said as he pulled her toward the Ferris wheel.

A while later, the two of them were sitting in one of the Ferris wheel cars, Wanda still visibly upset. "You need to calm, down," Luke told her gently.

"Calm down? I tell her we're on a date, and that bitch keeps flirting with my boy –" Wanda stopped herself before she finished that sentence. But the damage had already been done.

"Your what?" Luke asked, that glowing, confident smile on his face.

"Don't get cocky," Wanda told him.

"Can't help it," he grinned. "Besides, you like it when I get that way every now and then."

"This," she motioned with a waving finger between them, "is not one of those mo-mmm."

Wanda never got to finish that sentence either because Luke used that exact moment to grab Wanda by the face, pull her toward him, and kiss her. The kiss lasted for a few seconds before Wanda pulled away. "What was that?"

"I've been wanting to do that all night," he told her.

"Don't wait so long next time," she told him before leaning in and kissing him.

After a few minutes, Luke broke the kiss this time. "Just who was Summer flirting with?"

Wanda smiled at him and rolled her eyes. "Fine, that bitch kept flirting with my boyfriend. Happy?"

"Oh yeah," Luke gloated before the two of them started making out. For the rest of the ride, nothing more was said and the only sounds were the occasional sigh and moan. Eventually, the ride started coming to a stop, and soon the two teenagers found themselves being caught by the attendant running the ride.

"Hey, come on, ride's over you two," he shouted at them.

Without breaking their make-out session, Wanda reached into Luke's jacket and pulled out the tickets he had in there. She didn't know if they were enough, and honestly, she didn't care, but, without even looking, threw them at the attendant. Before he could even say anything, she then used her powers to shut the door.


The front door opened and Wanda walked in. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it, a dreamy-eyed look on her face, hugging the stuffed bear to her. "How'd it go, Kid?" she heard Clint yell from the living room. "You alright in there?" Clint asked when Wanda didn't answer.

She nodded, forgetting that Clint couldn't see her from he was sitting.

"Wanda?" he asked.

"So, it was a good night?" she heard Laura ask, her voice sounding closer. She looked up and saw her and Natasha standing at the doorway to the foyer and the living room. They were both smiling at finding the way Wanda was practically looking like she was about to start floating. "Did he win you that bear?"

"To hell with the bear," Natasha grinned. "Did he kiss you?"

Wanda nodded.

"So now is it safe for us to say that Wanda has a boyfriend?" Natasha asked hopefully.

Another nod. Both women squealed loud enough that even Clint's attention was grabbed. That's just awesome, he thought glibly. Laura and Natasha raced over to Wanda and started rushing her upstairs.

"Come on, we want details," Laura said as Clint watched the three of them move from sight.

"If she can even talk," Natasha laughed.

"She has school tomorrow," Clint shouted up at them.

"Oh hush up, Clint," Laura yelled downstairs.

Clint leaned back into the couch, the TV droning on unwatched now. He pulled his phone out and typed in a text into it.

Clint: She's back. He's the boyfriend now.

Steve: Thanks for heads up. Tony and Sam told me to let you know we're one call away if he screws up with her.

Clint: Good to know. Thanks Cap.