Special thanks to Angelalex242, who asked for Vision analyzing Steve and Nat's relationship so he can duplicate it on Wanda! This one is an older one, so, sorry it took us so long to get this up! We hope you like it!

Vision never should have asked Sam for relationship advice. Sure, Sam was usually his go-to guy for advice on most things, but Vision really should have known better than to bring up his own relationship with Wanda when Sam was feeling grumpy about his own lack of a girlfriend. He came to these conclusions as he half-listened to Sam's long-winded rant about life being unfair. He only really paid attention when Sam was suddenly saying, "I mean, seriously- your relationship isn't even real!"

Vision didn't feel intense emotion that often, but this was one of those rare times when he felt… not angry, exactly, but definitely indignant. "Excuse me, in what aspect is my relationship with Wanda not 'real'?" He broke in while Sam was between words.

"What? Well, it's not, like, emotionally strengthened like… like Steve and Nat's! You're like a robot, and being able to access Google in your mind isn't going to help you with relationship advice!" Sam answered before seeming to compute what he was implying. "Oh, Vis, no, I didn't mean that. I just meant that… Nah, it was a stupid thing to say. Forget it." He waved it off. Vision cocked his head curiously but decided to let it go to avoid making this more uncomfortable than it already was.

Still, Sam did have a point. Vision knew he wasn't providing the most ideal relationship for Wanda, due to his lack of understanding of how to treat one like a girlfriend and his general habit of slight detachment. Steve and Natasha… they definitely had something that he and Wanda were lacking. Things had been tense between them lately, which had been the cause of Vision going to Sam in the first place.

Vision, being a creature of limited emotional attachments, wasn't willing to let their relationship deteriorate any further- he couldn't imagine being with anyone else. Thus, he was willing to do almost anything to fix things- even if that meant intensely studying Steve and Natasha until he finally understood.

Vision, if nothing else, was great at being stealthy. Watching the couple interact without being detected was a rather simple task. He hovered observantly in a far corner, hidden by one of the walls, and watched as Steve and Natasha sat together in the kitchen. So far, they weren't doing anything explicitly romantic- just eating cereal.

"Nat, why do you insist on eating old lady cereal?" Steve suddenly teased. Vision took note that teasing with a positive tone seemed to be a common behavior amongst significant others.

"I'm just acting your age, old man." Natasha replied with a smirk.

Steve made an apparently fake offended look. "But where's the fun in that? There are bright colors and fruity flavors in mine!" He insisted. "Yours is just… bland. Slop. How do you eat that?"

Natasha's face glowed with evil. "I can show you exactly how one eats, if you need a demonstration."

"Nat, come on, now… Nat, no! Noooo!" Steve cried quite dramatically as she shoved a spoonful of her cereal all over his face. "I'm hit! I can feel the elderly-ness setting in… I crave prunes! Nooo! What have you done to me, you monster?" He cried. Vision couldn't see the appeal in one pretending to be injured by something so trivial, but he was surprised to see Natasha actually smiling at the behavior. Maybe one was supposed to act like a child around one's girlfriend?

Vision carefully set the two bowls on the table, one in front of Wanda, another for himself. He filled her bowl with the cereal he'd seen Natasha eating earlier, then filled his own with Steve's. He sat down next to her and asked, "How do you eat cereal?" That was childlike, right? He'd modified the script he'd taken from Steve and Natasha's conversation to hopefully have better impact.

Wanda looked questioningly at the cereal she had been given and then at him. "Oh, you just put it on a spoon and into your mouth, like other food." She said, eating some from her bowl as an example.

Vision panicked slightly- she hadn't followed the script! She wasn't supposed to actually eat it! Thinking fast, he blurted, "I'll show you!" And took a fistful of her cereal and splashed it all over his face.

Wanda just stared at him with utter shock, frozen in her seat, before quickly picking up a napkin. "No, Vis, no, that's not how you eat." She said softly, cleaning his face.

He sighed. His plan had failed.

More determined than before, Vision watched closely as Steve and Natasha sat on the couch, watching a movie. When it was over, Steve stretched and leaned his head on top of Natasha's. "I dunno what to think… that girl totally wasn't worth both of those guys fighting over her." He commented.

"Am I worth being fought over?" Natasha asked, looking up at him, playing with his fingers with one hand.

Steve smiled. "Are you kidding? Have you seen yourself? You're totally smoking hot, and you've got a personality like gold." He complimented. Vision took note of that line should he need to use it later.

Natasha smirked. "Thank you; if any guy so much as looks at me, I'm expecting you to knock them out." She decided, placing a kiss on his jawline. "Understood?"

"Yes, Ma'am." Steve replied, leaning over to press a kiss on her lips. Vision made his exit then- he had enough now.

Vision gave Wanda a nervous smile when she came into the living room, where he'd set it up for a movie almost exactly as Steve and Natasha had. He made sure they were sitting in the same positions as the other couple as well, and he was pleased to note that things seemed to be going well. When the movie was over, he started going through the new script. "My opinion on this movie is slightly undecided… the woman those two men fought over certainly wasn't worth their efforts." He said, feeling more comfortable in paraphrasing Steve's sayings to better fit his own speech pattern than just outright copying and sounding like an imbecile.

"That's a bit harsh, Vis. She was kind and compassionate - any guy would be lucky to date her." Wanda replied, looking up at him curiously. "What makes her not worth their efforts?"

Vision panicked at yet another break in his set script. What would Steve do? Maybe Vision could channel Steve enough to figure out the correct thing to say? "It's possible my observation was slightly inaccurate, as I was comparing her to you without realizing." He replied rather smoothly, although he was sure that if he could blush, he would be.

"Oh?" Wanda asked, perking up slightly. "In what way?" She inquired.

Vision internally jumped as he realized he'd said the right thing for once. He could keep this going! "Well, the first thing that caught my attention was that she is significantly less aesthetically pleasing than you. She also doesn't possess your intelligence, nor your level of kindness and compassion."

Wanda laughed, blushing slightly as she settled back against him. "Thanks, Vis. That's sweet of you to say."

He smiled. "And if any other male looks at you, I shall incapacitate them immediately." He added.

Wanda appeared to freeze in his arms and slowly look up at him. "Vision, I don't believe that's the correct way to handle that sort of situation." She said cautiously. "Besides, no males will be looking at me in a way that would require for them to be… incapacitated."

And now Vision had absolutely no idea how to salvage this. "I… don't know what to do now." He murmured, stroking his chin in thought and rising from the couch. "This requires further study. I will get back to you later." And with that, he left Wanda, confused, on the couch.

"Wait… Vis!" She called as he drifted off through the wall.

Natasha walked out of the bathroom with one of Steve's t-shirts on, and her own workout jogging bottoms and shoes. She laced up her shoes before heading for the door.

"Wait, is that my shirt?" Steve asked from the other side of the room, looking through the drawers.

Nat turned to face him. "Yes, it is." She confirmed simply.

"But you have your own shirts, I only have-"

"I like wearing your clothes- makes me feel closer to you." Natasha interrupted him, planting a kiss on his mouth before walking out.

Steve stood there, slightly stunned but having no objections as he turned back to the drawers in search for a shirt to wear.

Vision, with that fresh in mind, drifted back into his quarters and grabbed one of his high-necked sweaters from his drawer. He then went and found Wanda, who was casually playing a game on her phone in her room. She put her phone down when he phased through the wall, giving him a confused, but not unfriendly, look. He walked up to her and held the shirt up by her face. "Here, wear this." He instructed.

Wanda looked at him, slightly confused. "Wear one of your shirts?" She repeated his statement, taking the shirt from him. She held it against her nose for a moment as she waited for his answer.

"Yes. You'll feel closer to me. Wear it." He repeated, gesturing to the article of clothing. She was sniffing it? What did that mean? Did he produce body odor he wasn't aware of?

She gave him a strange look but pulled the shirt over her head and put it on. It was big on her, so she rolled up the sleeves. "You're right, I feel closer to you already…" She replied, although she still looked very confused. "We could do other things to be closer to one another, if you wanted." She suggested.

Vision raised a brow, slightly befuddled, before answering, "I don't have time to right now," and phasing back through the wall from which he'd originally entered.

Vision opted to walk around the compound to find Wanda, instead of his usual methods - after all, Steve always manually searched for Natasha and if he didn't find her within seven minutes, would text her. It had only been three minutes when he encountered Wanda in the kitchen putting the dishes into the dishwasher.

"We should spar." He suggested, approaching her. That seemed to be something Steve and Natasha did often enough, so it could possibly be used to further a relationship, right?

Wanda looked up at him. "Oh, not right now, Vis. I have training with Natasha in a few hours and I'd rather just relax - we could always play instruments together; you're getting really good."

But Vision had never seen Steve and Natasha play instruments together. "No, we should spar." He insisted.

"Okay, let me get changed, then." Wanda conceded, looking down at herself as she walked off. "I'll see you in the gym."

A few minutes later, they were both on the mats in the gym, facing each other. Vision saw Wanda getting ready to use her powers and he quickly stopped her. "No, we should do hand-to-hand." He corrected, getting into the stance he'd seen Steve take up often.

Wanda stood there, completely dumbfounded at this suggestion. "Why hand-to-hand? You don't need to participate in that."

"Yes, but we need to spar like Steve and Natasha do." Vision replied. Theirs seemed to be the only way that worked.

"How come?" Wanda questioned. "We are both very different from Steve and Natasha, so we should adapt our training accordingly."

Vision cocked his head. "But this isn't about improving skills- it's a… bonding exercise." He tried his best to explain. "It's how they bond, so I thought…" He trailed off, not sure how to put his thoughts into verbal communication.

Wanda stepped towards him, taking his hand. "We don't need to do the same things as Steve and Natasha to bond." She told him softly.

Now he was very confused. "But when I inquired on how to improve our relationship, Sam told me that our relationship wasn't be real because it wasn't like theirs." He replied.

"He said what?" Wanda asked, crossing her arms. "What about our relationship isn't real?" She inquired slightly angrily.

Vision tried to recall Sam's exact reasons. "I believe it is because of my… difficulty with emotion. Being robotic."

"That's it - you are never to listen to advice from him again. Wait here." Wanda ordered, walking straight from the gym.

Vision obediently stayed put and almost winced in sympathy when Wanda started shouting, "SAMUEL WILSON!" as she stormed away. That tone meant he was in serious trouble.

Later that day, Vision and Wanda were quietly reading on the front lawn, 'enjoying the sunlight', as she had put it. Vision already knew all there was to know about his book, including the author's own life story, but he found the act of reading itself to be calming and distracting. Also, the light breeze that swept gently around them was quite pleasant. Every few minutes he would quickly shoot a glance at Wanda- whether to make sure she hadn't left or to see if she was still entertained, he wasn't sure. But she seemed completely entranced by the novel she was reading, and that alone made him want to smile- an odd sensation, but one he found enjoyable.

"Hey, Vis." Wanda spoke up, turning her head to look at him. "This is better than any of those… Steve and Natasha duplicated moments." She informed him with a smile before returning to her book.

Vision's face crumpled in confusion. "How so?" He asked, wondering how something so simple could possibly be superior to romantic interaction. "We haven't even spoken to each other, and we're merely sitting by each other."

"Exactly." Wanda replied. "Being able to sit with somebody comfortably and not talk is sometimes more important than the need to break any silences with speech." She sat up properly and faced him. "This, right here and now, shows me that you are the one for me."

Now, Vision wasn't one to believe in 'true love' or anything of the sort- he might have been slightly naive and inexperienced in most things pop culture, but even he knew that it was rather childish to believe in something so fairy-tale in nature. Still, he found himself feeling pleased at Wanda's words. "And I feel the same of you." He assured.

Wanda smiled at him fondly before returning to her book once again.

Vision did the same, but first he tentatively reached out a hand and wrapped it around hers. A small smile pulled at the corner of her lips and she squeezed his hand, and Vision knew then that this was highly preferable to anything Steve and Natasha had.

Voila! How'd you like it? Please be sure to drop a review, and/or a prompt! I repeat from last chapter (or maybe two chapters ago): We're looking for some prompts for Steve and Nat in different parenting situations with the twins we wrote Nat giving birth to in aforementioned chapter. Thanks to anyone who contributes!

Have a lovely day, Lovelies!

-Violet