Synopsis: Gamora helps Aria prepare to be the flower girl for Mantis and Nebula's wedding.
Chapter 7: Hey You, With the Pretty Face
"Okay, hun, turn around so I can tie your bow." Gamora said, lightly brushing a lock of hair off her daughter's shoulder. Aria swiveled, turning her back to her mother.
As Gamora worked with the ribbon on the dress, Aria watched her reflection in the mirror.
"I don't know what I wanna do with my hair." She mused, curling a lock of hair around her finger.
"Well, you can just leave it down. It looks pretty like this." Her mother offered.
"But I always wear it down. I'd like to do something with it."
Gamora thought for a moment, before her face lit up.
"Do you mind if I try something? If you don't like it, I can take it out."
Aria shrugged. "Go for it."
Gamora gathered bobby pins, elastics, and hairspray as Aria took a seat closer to the vanity, fiddling with the opal necklace around her neck.
"This is how my mother used to do my hair when I was little." Gamora said with a small smile, as she ran a brush through her daughter's hair.
"You never talk about Grandma much. What was she like?"
"Oh, she was wonderful, and she would have loved you."
"Really?"
"Definitely. She always had a smile on her face, even when things got tough. Just like you."
"I wish I could have met her."
"Oh, sweetheart, I do too. But this hairstyle, it's something that connects us all together, don't you think?"
"I guess you're right."
Gamora placed one last pin in Aria's hair before inspecting her work. She had placed two little buns on each side of the young girl's head, and wrapped a braid around each bun. Her hair was so long, both of the braids brushed the tip of her shoulders. For a moment, Gamora could have sworn she was looking at a younger version of herself.
"So? What do you think?"
Aria turned around and gave her mother a huge smile before pulling her into a hug.
"I love it! Thanks, Mom."