Now that we're friends, I've decided to make you my new project

I don't have to do that, but

That's what makes me so nice

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Wanda and Pietro, escorted by Fury, walked down one of the long hallways of the S.H.I.E.L.D Helicarrier. He narrated to them as they walked "I'm taking you to two of the top biologists we have. They have done some experimenting on themselves, and they will be members of the Avenger Initiative. One of them, Dr. Hank Pym, is also building a robot" – Wanda and Pietro flinched, remembering the Sentinels – "well, an android, actually. This creation is called VISION, and is on the team as well."

They came to a halt in a room filled with computers, and two people were bending over a complicated-looking thing that seemed to have stepped out of Star Wars. They turned around, and greeted them warmly but formally. One was a taller man, who looked like he hadn't shaved for a while and introduced himself as Dr. Pym, or code-name Giant-Man. The other was a smaller woman, who looked Asian and a bit pixie-like. Ironically, her code name was Wasp, and her real one Janet van Dyne.

"This is the Vision model", Dr. Pym explained as they worked their way to the table. "He's made of plastoid flesh and synthetic blood – basically human, but made from artificial materials. He's got a lot of things you'd expect out of a robot, such as energy blasts, and computer knowledge, but he can also alter his density, which is pretty useful. He's got a brain to some extent, having been programmed with the brain patterns of some movie star my wife likes. So, all of you just gather around here, and-" he pressed a button on the android – "bingo!"

The robot opened its 'eyes', which were glowing and had no pupils. It was oddly comforting, Wanda reflected, because it made him a figure that seemed to bear no ill will. He looked at her first, then at the others. "I am…the VISION. You are identified as Henry Pym, Janet van Dyne, Nicholas Fury, Pietro Maximoff, and Wanda Maximoff, members of the Avenger Initative which I am to be a part of. Do you require my service?"

"Not now, Vision." Fury replied. "Come with me, I want to see you in action. Janet, you and Wanda can go talk make-up or Cosmo. Or whatever else girls do these days." He added over his shoulder as they left. Janet smiled encouragingly at Wanda, then took her by the arm, steering her down the hall.

"I also am working in coordination with Betty Ross, who's the PR Director of the project, to find some good looks for costuming. I wanted to be a fashion designer once, and I was pretty good. Fury showed me some pictures of your old costume, and I think I have something to our mutual satisfaction – and to other peoples. They'll want superheroes, and superheroes wear costumes. Black leather will make them nervous."

And when someone needs a makeover
I simply have to take over
I know I know exactly what they need
And even in your case
Tho' it's the toughest case I've yet to face
Don't worry - I'm determined to succeed
Follow my lead
And yes, indeed
You will be:
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They found a room that was filled with sketches and costumes on the wall. "First, let's start with your hair and makeup. Nothing's wrong with them," she added in a hurry, "but they'll give people a bad impression."

"Seems like S.H.I.E.L.D cares a lot about impressions." Wanda commented dryly.

"Well, the budget for this is really big, and it's taking a lot out of the regular army. If it – if we – look bad, people will get angry, and they have a lot of effect on us." Janet pulled a makeup kit out of a drawer, then started dabbing at Wanda's face. Wanda slapped her away "I can do my own!"

"But you don't know what I want, and this is easier. All you need to do is sit back and relax." Janet coaxed soothingly. Wanda crossed her arms, but obeyed.

In a few minutes, Janet pulled away. "Brava! Brava!"

Wanda looked in the mirror in front of her, and gasped. Janet had wiped away most of it, but had given enough touches to make her look older and more mature. "I…I…"

But that wasn't the end of it. Janet had her wash her hair, then put on a wig till her real hair would grow back. Now, her hair looked wavy and glossy black, and came to a quarter of her back. It also had a red headband in it. Finally, she had to try on her new costume – thankfully, in a changing area, though she didn't have a mirror. The outfit was pretty similar to her old one – it was a scarlet long coat, coming to her heels and not covering up her front. There was a sleeveless red shirt made of some type of body armor, and slick scarlet pants with long red boots. Once she was done putting it on, she stepped out.

Why, Miss Wanda, look at you. You're beautiful.

I-I have to go.

You're welcome.

Janet looked ecstatic, and showed her to a floor-length mirror. "Look, you're amazing!"

Wanda looked at her reflection, which was beautiful, but looked very different from how she had been looking so recently. Was it possible that it had swallowed up all of her old self? She said thank you, then ran out, bumping into the Vision.

"Oh! Sorry, I'm going to my room."

"Do you know where it is?"

She had to admit she didn't, as Fury hadn't shown her around yet."

"It's on the second floor. I can show you there."

Wanda accepted his invitation, and he showed her to an elevator that he took as well. Then he led her down the hall, and pointed out a door. She hesitated for a moment, then said, smiling awkwardly, "Thank you."

Vision nodded in acknowledgment, then said, seemingly hesitant, "I know very little about humans and how they perceive what is pleasing. But – to me, you are pleasing."

Wanda's face grew hot, then she went inside quickly.