Road Trip! Natasha, Reader, Wanda
(Told From Your Point Of View)
I sit in the front passenger seat waiting for Nat, while Wanda plays on her phone in the back.
"You two ready to kick it?" Nat swings into the nice ass car Tony loaned us.
"Hell yeah!" I cheer.
"Definitely!" Wanda agrees.
"Let's go," Nat starts the car.
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Two hours in and Wanda and I are playing I Spy while Nat yells at the other drivers.
"Where The Fuck Did You Learn To Drive?! Wisconsin?!"
"Is it the Sudan that Natasha just screamed at?" Wanda asks.
"Yeah.." I nod.
"I spy something beginning in the letter I," Nat huffs.
"Idiot?" I ask.
"Ding ding ding," the woman places her face in the steering wheel.
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We figured it would be in our, and everyone on the road's best interests if I drove instead of Nat.
As I pull up to a stoplight Wanda practically jumps out of her seat, and would probably be in the front with us if it weren't for the seatbelt.
"What?! What's wrong?!" I turn to see a bird flew into her open window.
"Holy shit!" Nat tries to bat the winged devil out of the window, but it just comes to the front seat instead.
"Roll down all the windows!"
I hit the button and all the windows go down, but the bird decides it like the steering wheel as a perch.
I scream and Nat knocks the little bitch out of my window and rolls them all up.
"Windows stay up for a while." She announces.
"May I just say, you are my hero."
"I know." She pats my back.
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Wanda's turn to drive, I'm in the back, half asleep when I Love It by Icona Pop, and, I shit you not, all three of us begin singing along.
Not well, in Wanda and I's case, but singing none the less.
Natasha's an amazing singer, and I'm glad she's comfortable enough to sing in front of us.
As we hit traffic again some guy rolls his window down, "Nice Singing!"
"Thanks!" I yell back, realizing my window is all the way down.
And then the song is over, and we return to chilling.
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Our first stop to sleep, a dingy motel.
"Two queens and a roll away?" The manager asks.
"One king is fine," Nat shrugs.
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We're washed, PJed, and getting sorted out in the big bed.
I'm in the middle, Nat to my left, and a free spot on my right. Wanda gets out of the bathroom and takes up the last spot.
It takes a little more maneuvering, but we get comfortable, Natasha is spooning me, while I cuddle Wanda, facing each other.
"Night."
"Night."
"Good night, dorks," Nat giggles.