Hello. Back for chapter number 4. I just realized whether by luck or Coincidence that I've been writing Wanda to have some symptoms of PTSD, so this chaper kind of goes into that As well, I want to thank everyone for following and favoriting his story thus far. Please tell me what you like about it so much, leave idea's you'd like to see something in the story. I welcome any and all kind ideas.
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The drive to town wasn't too terrible in Wanda's opinion, if not a bit long. The drive to the lake was short and sweet aside from the kids arguing moat of the way there, and while only having Laura as company proved advantageous in comparison here, the fact remained that as a result of being in a secluded area, the closest town was roughly a 20 minute to 30 minute drive. Which meant it would be a very long drive when Wanda finally learned how to ride a motorcycle with or without getting a license. That was one thing she could safely say was lacking compared to New York, but she was the one that wanted to explore the surrounding area more so here she was sleeping in the bed she made.
It honestly surprised her that Laura wanted to take Wanda out to the town. It wasn't like she was unfamiliar with the concept having shopped with Natasha quite a bit but Laura had the kids to take care of. She was under the assumption that the woman was a stay at home mom most of the time because Hawkeye was the breadwinner while working for SHIELD no to mention saving the world as an Avenger. Of course that didn't mean that his wife was not entitled to any down time, but the idea of Laura to spend time with 'her' of all people baffled the telekinetic Avenger in training. She wasn't just faking it either, Laura was practically singing with joy at the thought of spending time with her. It almost reminded Wanda a bit of her mother. Lord only knew that the Bartons were roughly the same age as her parents and it made her heart ache even more at the thought of being part of a family, like the Bartons said she did
Maybe Laura was cooped up in her own home longer than Wanda thought. Having once been stuck in a cell with little to no human contact, Wanda would certainly believe that her host might have become a full-blown super villain with only her pint sized offspring as company on a daily basis. Wanda had already been annoyed by the two chattering away a mil e a minute while in a car for less than a half hour. The idea of having to deal with it in the same capacity as Laura made her want to hypnotize herself into a coma
The drive was mostly silent with only the occasional small talk in between, mostly on how Wanda was doing adjusting to life in America. Wanda could tell that Laura was just trying to spare her the thought of her brother but there was little she could do to help with that and nothing that Wanda could say hadn't already been brought up to Clint or the others back at the Compound.
However as the two pulled up to what appeared to be a small shopping center the conversation was soon forgotten for Wanda was about to get quite the little surprise at this particular mall
Unlike the mall that Natasha took her to in New York, which was massive and extravagant, the one in this quiet town not to far from the Homestead was small and quaint. The buildings consisted of small shops ranging from small clothing outlets to message spas, none of which Wanda saw in the New York mall, at least not to the extent she expected them to be.
Of course when living with Tony Stark there was no expense spared, but to be honest Wanda kind of preferred the small setting; there wasn't nearly so many people here as in the City and the lesser shops made it feel less overwhelming. Wanda didn't require much in terms of objectivity.
In any case, she was going to let Laura handle it from here, since she knew where they were going in the first place. "Where to first?" she asked her friend quizzically as they entered the mall. Laura placed a hand on her hip gazing down the foyer that served as the hub to the mall. "You've got plenty of cloths with you I've noticed, so we don't need to do that" she told the young girl. Wanda watched her think for a moment, her eyes narrowed in deep thought. A moment later her eyes widened and she then snapped her fingers, "I got it!" she stated happily, taking Wanda's hand and proceeded to drag her across the mall, much to Wanda's shock.
Despite having the power to rip metal part with a simple thought, Wanda felt powerless t stop her host from taking her across the building, stopping when they reached what appeared to be some sort of… Spa was it? Natasha had mentioned it during one of their excursions but Wanda had never tried it herself "I meant to do this for a while, Laura stated looking at Wanda, who was perplexed by the situation. "I think it would be a great idea if you tried this too." She said with a smile.
Wanda looked at Laura frowning. Laura definitely was not made of money and something like this was bound to be expensive "Are you sure? I don't want you wasting your hard earned money on me." she didn't like it when Tony did it but at least he was a billionaire making money hand over fist.
Laura just waved her hand "Nonsense dear" she stated echoing her words from Wanda's first day, "Besides I'm sure you need to get some treatment every once in a while." She said with a sly grin.
It seemed to Wanda that Laura wasn't going to take no for an answer so she reluctantly followed her into the spa.
Inside the shop were several stands with woman at every one of them. Wanda could see some of the employee's working on nails whether it be painting or filing them, while some seemed to be getting their hair washed or bleached it seemed, but Wanda couldn't be too sure, never having seen such machines before (and she kind of didn't want one touching her any time soon) and finally some seemed to be soaking their feet in water.
Needless to say, Wanda had no clue what she was looking at, nor where to start. Thankfully however it seemed the Laura did and she took Wanda to the closest station in the store; in this case it seemed that the mother wanted to start with getting her nails done. "Becky!" Laura called out to one of the girls at the desk.
To Wanda's surprise the young woman at the desk seemed to recognize Laura for her eyes lit up and a smile graced her lips "Mrs. Barton." She stated "been a long time." What can I do for you today?" she asked politely.
Laura giggled slightly, before placing a hand on Wanda's shoulder, causing the Sokovian to glance at her "Hello Linda." She greeted the receptionist My friend here really needs a nice relaxing spa day after having to deal with so much." Laura said the lie slipping off her tongue like a river. Wanda was able to sense that she was partially telling the truth of course, since she was dealing with a lot, but the lack of effort to make a convincing fib made her wonder why Mrs Barton wasn't a part time SHIELD agent.
The newly named Linda took one look at Wanda and her eyes flashed with recognition. For a moment Wanda thought she was going to have her mouth drop open in a surprised gasp and suddenly have herself swamped by millions of fans when the woman inevitably screamed "You're an Avenger!" which would immediately ruin the reason for this trip in the first place and Wanda didn't want to have to protect Laura from a bunch of creeps wanting her autograph or anything like that.
What came out of the woman's mouth however was eve more confusing "ahhh she's stressed from applying to colleges isn't she? had quite a few young vixen's like yourself come in for that very reason." Linda said while giving Wanda a sly wink."
Wanda couldn't help but blush slightly, never having been commented on her beauty by another woman before, and it felt odd. She never explored her own attraction to anyone, since she never had the time for it. the woman didn't seem to mean anything by it. She certainly didn't find herself unattractive but her appearance was the last thing she thought about at times aside from being presentable and having good hygiene.
However Wanda decided to just roll with it and nodded quickly "Yeah I've actually been applying to Schools in New York." she said surprised by her own lie. Damn Natasha had been rubbing off on her.
"Really?" the receptionist said "we actually had this one gut here doing something-"
"Linda!" An old woman called from what appeared to be an office set behind the counter. She stomped out of the room, a scowl on her face and it was clear she was all business, but without any of the niceties. "Just get the woman her damn order, I don't pay you to gossip!" she snapped.
The woman responded like a dog chasing after a bone, jumping out of the hair and saying "Yes mamn" in a very robotic yet frightened manner. She quickly walked away, gesturing for Wanda and Laura to follow her. Wanda couldn't help but feel bad for her; Linda certainly didn't deserve to be yelled at for hospitality. She was itching to use her powers right now but would rather wait for a more opportune moment. Namely after she experienced this "spa" thing
She and Laura followed Linda to a room in the back where there were rows of chairs with what appeared o be basins of water in front of them. Taking a quick glance at several of the occupied chairs in the room, Wanda was able to deduce what was going on.
The customers sat in the chairs and placed their feet in the water, where they seemed to soak for a time mulling over menus that were on the tables beside the hairs where they would pick an order and the employees would follow those orders for the duration of the message. Linda led them to a couple of unoccupied message chairs.
Unfortunately for Wanda, as she approached one a mechanical whirring sound reached her ears with rather unfortunate results. Her mind flashed back to Sokovia where she found herself in the stronghold that she spent the better part of a year in, and instead of an empty chair she saw Ultron emblazoned in the crimson cowl gazing at her with soulless red eyes. "Wanda…." He said, his voice tapered with anger and betrayal "If you stay here… you'll die."
Wanda let out a yelp of fear jumping away from Ultron her hands up and her powers building ready to attack wen a tender hand landed on her shoulder and shook it gently.
"Wanda, you alright?" Laura asked the young girl, who blinked and suddenly found herself back in the spa room. the highchair where Ultron sat was gone, as was the android himself, revealing a comfy looking massage chair in it.
When did her heartbeat get so fast? It was pounding against her ribcage at speeds she never felt before, cold sweat slipping down the back of her neck at the thought of the unpleasant memory. Her breath was coming out in short gasps.
What was this she was feeling? She looked at Laura, trying to calm herself. "I'm fine, she said though to be surprise she uttered the line like she spat out venom. She quickly turned away from Laura to hide her brimming tears hurrying to the seat and sat down on it finding comfort in the leather.
Unfortunately now that she was sitting she was able to feel herself shaking against the chair and a quick glance at her hands showed her she was gripping the armrests very tightly to the point her knuckles were almost white.
What was happening? She felt fine just a minute ago. The whirring couldn't have caused it, could it? She never heard of such a thing. She could take on an army of robots but a hair caused her to hallucinate? What was she? a woman or a scared little girl?
Right now she couldn't tell up from down; the room seemed o be spinning and she couldn't even focus. It was like she was swimming in a sea of thick fog. She sat there lost in thought and she slipped out of the slippers that she had bought with her
She barely heard Linda saying she would be back with the menus. The only thing that registered to Wanda was dipping her feet in the warm water, the heat pleasant against her skin. It engulfed her the feeling washing away the dread that was sending her emotions into overdrive. She leaned back in her chair, heaving a content sigh.
Laura sat down in the chair beside Wanda watching her warily. In the short time she had seen Wanda she never saw her act so jumpy and irritated. It was extremely off putting especially since she had been nothing but sweet the entire time thus far.
She couldn't help but wonder, was this the start of something she should be worried about? Early on in her marriage to Clint she had seen the affects of his missions and what they did to him, hanging on him like a second skin. This rarely happened due to his ability to detach himself emotionally, plus there were few times where he was taken by surprise (except for one mission in Budapest) and he only got better throughout his career. This didn't prevent her from worrying about him despite supporting his lifestyle to the fullest of her ability. He was only human after all.
While the same could be said for Wanda there were more than a few differences that unsettled Laura. For one she did have enhanced abilities and while Laura was in no shape or form afraid of the girl because of it she was worried about how her mental state could affect them or even the other way around. In either case there was little she could do to help her young friend. She wasn't even sure Clint could either. Though they seemed to be getting along, Clint lacked the experience of dealing with grief the same way Wanda was presently. The only person she could think of was another Avenger, but she knew so little about them personally that she wasn't sure if that would help either.
All in all, it was all just wishful thinking on her part. All she could do was be there for Wanda and hope that she could grief properly and return to New York a much wiser and happier person than when she left it.
She would have to tell Clint about this, but for now she would just let it be. It was supposed to be a girls day after all and nothing was going to ruin it for her.
Back with the resident enhanced Wanda read the menu quite slowly, mainly because she wasn't sure what it was she was even reading t the moment. she didn't understand the difference between the packages being offered besides the price and he dint want to have a terrible experience but she also didn't want to have an expensive one either. as e of the employee' approached her likely to take an order, she waved at her, trying to get her attention.
This young woman whose name escaped Wanda approached her as soon as she noticed the Sokovian asking for help. "Excuse me miss…." Wanda began before trailing off
"Ling" the woman responded "What can I help you with today?" she asked somewhat robotically. Clearly she was used to asking this sort of question. Undaunted Wanda presented Ling with the menu a somewhat bashful look on her face "I'm afraid that I'm somewhat unfamiliar with this procedure" she stated "so as a first timer, what type of pedicure would you recommend miss?"
Ling gave Wanda a gentle smile and took the menu from her ad gave it a quick once over before looking back at Wanda "I'd recommend a stone pedicure Mamn" Ling told her "It is Basically a foot massage that involves the use of different essential oils that are rubbed with the help of hot stones for the massage of the feet and legs." She explained. Wanda in response looked at her feet. The idea of them being cradled and messaged was not unwelcome but to be pampered.
Darn it Stark was really rubbing off on her right now. "So long as its not expensive she started somewhat sourly "Laura is paying for it so I don't want to be greedy"
Laura just smiled and nodded her head. Of course" she stated, before going over to Laura and taking her menu as well.
After a few moments Laura turned to Wanda "Are you ready for this?" she asked.
Wanda just gave Laura a somewhat unamused look "what's the worst that can happen?" she asked dryly.
An hour later Wanda all but stomped out of the Spa, feeling utterly embarrassed her face red and her hands shaking with discomfort. "What was the worst that could happen" she said. Oh there were so many things that went wrong with her spa day that she wanted to leave this place and never come back. As soon as she was able to put her shoes back on she all but ran from the store, leaving Laura and a trail of despair behind her trying to block out the snickering she heard from everyone who was witness to her plight. She waited outside the store briefly, her head in her hands to cover her crimson cheeks from view. However as soon as she saw Laura exit she made a beeline for the next destination on Laura's list, which was more of a cosmetic store for home use. In sort Laura wanted Wanda to by makeup.
Why Wanda even needed it was a mystery to her since she never used such things. But she didn't dare go against her wishes, since she didn't want to hurt her feelings.
The same could not be said for Laura. Laura was trailing behind her a amused grin on her face her sides hurting from laughing so hard during her time at the spa. She couldn't believe what had happened in there. Of all the things that could have crossed her mind at that moment, se never expected that Wanda the enhanced Sokovian with a talent for hypnotism and magic would be rendered powerless by the spa employees finding her one and only weakness. Ticklish feet.
"Don't you dare breathe a word about this to Clint!" Wanda snapped as she walked beside Laura through the concourse of the mall. Laura just giggled at Wanda's childish reaction shrugging her shoulders "No promises dear." She stated, "You have to admit that was pretty funny to watch."
Wanda just shot Laura a pout, folding her arms across her chest petulantly and looked away from Laura. She was almost as bad as Clint when it came to her teasing. But unlike Clint she didn't want to use her powers on her out of spite.
But she did want to erase the memory of everyone within a 100-mile radius of that Spa. Mainly because it was one of the most embarrassing moments in her life.
"I never want to do that again!" Wanda told Laura who just placed a hand on Wanda's shoulder and with a sky grin asked "you don't want to laugh again?" she asked teasingly.
"NO!" Wanda shouted, much louder than she had intended to and she covered her mouth in horror, before realization kicked in and she all but ran away and out the door, wanting to escape the situation.
Seeing that Wanda was in distress Laura decided that maybe it would be best to call it a day early. Wanda didn't seem to keen on the idea of a girls day anymore and if it was anything like the spa experience would only serve to embarrass her even further and that was the last thing that Laura wanted to do to her. "How about we just go grab something on the way home then and call it a day? She asked her.
Wanda couldn't have agreed more nodding her head rapidly before picking up the pace, heading back in the direction of the exit.
Laura just laughed and followed Wanda. She was so going to tell Clint about this when Wanda wasn't around.
"I heard that" Wanda yelled angrily as she looked back at Laura with her eyes blazing angrily, causing Laura to laugh even harder at Wanda's reactions.
Wanda was in such a rush to leave the building that when she turned to look back in the direction she was walking, she accidently bumped into someone passing by.
In surprise, she yelped loudly, instinctively jumping away to avoid having her personal space intruded. After managing to calm herself down she looked at the person she bumped into and to her surprise, despite having the brief adrenaline rush from the shock of colliding with someone and the subsequent cool down upon the realization she was safe, her heart began to beat even faster as she drank in the appearance of who she bumped into
He stood about her height, give or take a few inches, his fair skin not a dissimilar shade to her own. His hair was a dark brown, a sharp contrast to his bright blue eyes which were like oceans that Wanda could just drown herself in. his build was startlingly similar to Pietro's and despite the awkward comparison only seemed to elevate her heartbeat even further.
To her surprise a dark red blush started to stain her cheeks and she found herself bereft of any and all words, her brain becoming an addled pile of mush.
Thankfully however it seemed the stranger took it much better and he just gave her a soft smile (damn you butterflies!, Wanda wanted to scream angrily) and said "sorry about that." in a dismissive yet polite manner before walking way.
Wanda just stood there watching the strangers retreating back, her blush not fading whatsoever. She felt warm and for the firs time in her life a surge of fresh new emotions that she couldn't quite identify. It didn't help that Laura chose at that moment to catch up with her and noticing the clear red blush that adored her pale skin let out a wolf whistle "well he was certainly a looker wasn't he?" Laura asked
In truth she hadn't really seen the person that Wanda had bumped into since Wanda had all but sped away from her, but having been young once herself she was easily able to identify the look on Wanda's face.
"yeah…." Wanda responded dreamily still looking at the person she bumped into before her words caught up with her and she looked at Laura as if realizing she had just spoken to her "wait what?" she squeaked. Yes you heard that right. Wanda Maximoff, enhanced individual Avenger in training and slayer of killer robots, just squeaked like a love-struck Schoolgirl
Laura just smiled "its alright Wanda, I wont tell" she said with a wink "Now come on, are you going to keep standing there or are we going to get something to eat?" she said before continuing in the direction of the Barton family truck.
Snapping out of her daze, Wanda shook her head and followed after Laura, but try as she might, she couldn't seem to get the stranger's face out of her mind.
When the two returned to the farm, Wanda could tell that Laura was in for a doozy because they hadn't been gone for more than a few hours and the place had already descended into chaos. It seemed to Wanda that Laura was truly the only responsible parent based on what she was seeing because there was no way in any realm that this would happen when Laura was around.
Here she was watching Clint Barton SHIELD agent famed Avenger and consular of his friends, playing with what appeared to be a sack of flour and a water hose with Cooper and Lila, the yard completely drenched with water and covered in white powder as were the participants of the little firefight. Clint's laughter rang throughout the backyard and it was echoed by the children's laughter, clearly having a grand old time.
It made Wanda's heart swell with love seeing the family act so carefree and the emotions lingered in the air like a warm breeze.
"What is going on here!?" Laura screamed in outrage. Well it was fun while it lasted. The Bartons looked at the returned Laura, her arms folded and a scowl on her face, tapping her foot as she awaited an explanation of the actions folding in front of her.
Everyone dropped whatever it was they were holding, standing rigid under the gaze of the frightening housewife. "well?" she pressed, walking right up to her husband, who shrank back, fearful. There was nothing he could do or say to appease his wife for he was caught red-handed with the evidence. So rather than make things harder for himself, he just shrugged instead and said "well we were planning on making cookies." He told her "But things kind of got out of hand so we moved it outside before we could do anymore damage to the kitchen."
Oops. He might have just said too much. Laura's eyes blazed with fury and she shouted "what happened too my kitchen!" without waiting for a response she marched past Clint and straight into the house.. not a few moments later, her enraged shriek could be heard from inside the house.
"Clint Francis Barton you get your butt in here right now!" she roared in indignation. Clint just gulped and looked at Wanda who had a devious smirk on her face "You wouldn't happen to be willing to make her forget what she saw in there would you kid?" he pleaded kindly.
Wanda's smirk only grew. Time for payback with the bike incident "Oh no, Clint this is all on you." She chuckled with her arms crossed over her chest.
Clint Barton was not seen or heard from ever again.
Ok, Sorry if this chapter isnt that good I've been fighting a cold. Hopefully chapter 5 won't be the same way.
