AN: Enjoy!

Following their performance together in the park, Wanda found herself feeling rather inspired. So, although the plan was for Wanda to stay at Vision and Viv's again, and probably spend the next day with them as well, she requested a quick stop by her apartment to pick up a few of her art supplies.

"What have you got there?" Vision asked, curious, as Wanda returned to the car with her things in tow.

"Just some of my art stuff" She smiled. "My Muse is awake."

"Ooh, cool!" Viv's eyes lit up. "Mo.. Wanda told me all about muses, Daddy."

"Oh really?" Vision chuckled, starting up the car. This time, both he and Wanda had caught Viv's slip, and Wanda blushed, but neither one commented on it. "And what did Wanda tell you?"

"She said muses is where inspiration comes from."

"Well, she is exactly right."

"'Course she is Daddy, Wanda's real smart" said Viv.

"I know" Vision smiled, and Wanda's blush deepened.

"Wanda, what's the word for 'muse' in Sokovian?" Viv asked.

"Oh, that's an easy one" Wanda smiled, although her cheeks were still pink. "Muza."

"Muza" Viv immediately echoed.

"Very good, Fata dulce" Wanda reached back to ruffle her hair. "You are a fast learner."

Viv beamed at Wanda's praise, and Vision smiled as he listened to them both, his heart wonderfully full.

It had been a rather long day, so after dinner and a bath for Viv, they tucked her into bed. Then, Wanda and Vision made themselves some hot drinks and headed for bed themselves, cuddling and chatting for a while before sleep came to claim them.

Wanda found that she liked cuddling, knowing that Vision was genuinely happy just to hold her. Sleeping with Wanda was not, and never had been Vision's primary goal. Holding her was enough, and any other intimate acts they happened to engage in were simply a bonus. It was something Wanda had never had in a relationship before, and just one of many reasons Vision was a vast improvement over any other man she had been with.

Another reason was that he was easy to talk to, as good a listener now as he had been before they started going out.

"Vizh.." Wanda murmured as she lay curled against his chest, close to sleep, "Did you hear when Viv.. she almost called me.."

"I did.." Vision held Wanda a little closer, a bit concerned now. Wanda still didn't have the greatest self-esteem when it came to certain things. "Does that bother you, or frighten you? I can talk to her.."

"No" Wanda was so close to sleep that she let her heart speak freely without her brain being able to over think, or the cruel voice in her head to speak it's part. "No, it doesn't bother me. I love her.."

It was the first time she'd said those words in relation to her boyfriend's daughter, but she definitely meant them. Wanda did love Viv, very much, so much that she wouldn't have let Vision say anything even if her brain had been awake enough to overthink it all, and remind her how not good enough she was, because she would never knowingly allow Viv's feelings to be hurt.

Wanda knew that nothing was just about her anymore. A very maternal sort of realisation, but she hadn't been nearly awake enough to register it.

"She loves you too.." said Vision, but Wanda didn't respond, because by then she had fallen fully asleep. He smiled softly, gently brushing a stray hair out of her face, and pressing a kiss to her forehead, before slowly drifting to sleep himself.

The next day, working to her muse, Wanda set up her supplies and got to work. Viv played at her feet, while Vision bustled about doing various household chores. Wanda had offered to help, but Vision declined.

"We can't deny our muse when it strikes, love" He kissed her cheek. "You paint. I'll get some things done, and maybe we can all head out for a bit of ice-cream later this afternoon?"

"Sounds perfect" Wanda smiled.

After a while, Viv looked up at Wanda's painting, curious.

"What are you painting, Wanda? Ooh, is it Vision and the Scarlet Witch?"

"Mmhm. I thought I might work on some concept art for your Daddy's banda desenata.. Comic book."

"Oh.." Viv thought a moment. "Wanda, what's concept art?"

"It's a little bit like.. practise" Wanda explained. "Trying things out to see what look you like best."

"Like trying on clothes?" Viv asked.

"A little bit like that, I suppose" Wanda chuckled, as she put a few finishing touches on her work. She painted quite quickly when she was in the zone. "Almost done.

"Do you like how it looks?"

"I think so.." Wanda moved to set the painting aside to dry. "I'll have to ask your Daddy what he thinks when he's finished with his housework.

"I think it's nice" Viv grinned. "You do really nice art, Wanda. Do you think you can teach me to do art like you?"

"Well.." Wanda paused, thinking for a moment. "That's actually kind of a complicated question, Fata dulce. There are things that can be taught, of course. All the technical stuff like we do in my classes. But real art, the very best art.. It comes from the heart and soul. It takes pasiune."

"Pasiune?"

"Passion" Wanda translated. "Any job you ever get will be easier if you have passion for it.. All of that, heart and soul and passion.. Those are things you can't really teach someone, particularly with the kind of art I do. You either have it or you don't."

"Oh.." Viv's face fell a little.

"But.." Wanda smiled as she fetched a fresh canvas, setting it up and lifting Viv into her lap,"You have plenty of heart, Fata dulce. Take a brush and go for it, and I'll help if I can."

"Really?" Viv's eyes lit up.

"Mmhm. Just let me know if you want me to mix any different colours.."

Working in the next room, Vision overheard their conversation, and smiled.

His girls were beautiful together.