The Day They DeAged Us Part 4
Within the next twenty minutes, you could find Natasha holding the three children in her arms as Tony, Clint, and T'Challa fought against Killmonger, Loki, and Bucky, with a rather emotionless look on her face. Meanwhile, Steve, Bruce, and Thor stared at the sight with rather confusion. As the six men fought against each other, Nat felt young Wanda gentle tugging her sleeve, looking down, sh saw Wanda's big, blooming green eyes with a rather hopeful look on her face,
"Are they going to be okay, Auntie Nat?" she asked, causing Natasha to feel weak to her knees but hid it well.
"Yes," was Nat's simple answer with a tiny smile on her face, but internally, she was screaming out of cuteness. It made her almost squeal as Wanda giggled cutely,
"Oki!" Wanda cheerfully said as Nat's smile widened.
A few seconds later, while Shuri gently bounced on her head and Peter playing with her hair, Wanda spoke again. This time, rather shyly.
"Um, Auntie Nat?" Wanda quietly spoke, causing Natasha to look down at her with more concern,
"Something wrong, sweetie?"
"M-my daddy, he really likes you," Wanda whispered, causing Nat to smile a little. She liked Clint too... A LOT. What Wanda said next, Natasha nearly dropped her and Peter. "Could I... um... c-call you... mommy?"
Natasha could cry, she nearly did, but held it in. She noticed baby Peter and little Shuri looking at her with hope, Wanda was looking away, fearing to be scowled at. Natasha then answered,
"Yes. You may, Wanda."
As soon as those words left between her lips, Wanda's short arms wrapped around her neck with joy. Baby Peter squealed happily as young Shuri laughed so hard, she nearly fell from Natasha's head. Two minutes later, Natasha turned around and walked up to Steve, Bruce, and Thor; all three of them looked rather alarmed. The next thing she did, Natasha handed baby Peter to Steve in a flash, placed Wanda in Bruce's arms, and picked up Shuri from her head and placed her on Thor's head.
"I feel be back, gotta go and make your those six... Banana Heads don't maim themselves," the little nickname Nat gave them fighting six made the three children to giggle. She left smirking with pride leaving the children under the shocked Steve, the anxious Bruce, and the confused Thor's care. There was a small, awkward silence in the first few seconds, you could almost hear crickets in the background, until Peter squealed out to Steve,
"Sta! Sta!"
Startled, Steve nearly dropped him, luckily he didn't... Stark would've killed him! Gulping down, Steve looked down at Peter, who was pointing to the star on Steve's chest.
"Star?" Steve questioned, pointing to his chest. "You like the star?"
"STAR!" Peter clearly said in a cheer. Steve didn't realize he was smiling or waking a few feet away from the others with Peter.
"You're first, actual, word, Tony would die if he found out!" Steve chuckled as Peter tilt his head, smiling innocently.
Meanwhile,
"Uncle Bruce, why you wook so sad?" little Wanda asked as she noticed Bruce was trembling a little as he held her. Bruce froze for a second, slowly meeting her eyes that were filled with curiosity,
"Um, I can't take care of kids..." Bruce muttered, causing Wanda to smile a little.
"But you are taking care of me, I give you 100 stars!" she chirped, causing Bruce's eyes to widen, staring at her with silly grin on his face,
"Really? A hundred?" Bruce asked as Wanda nodded happily as Bruce sat down, placing her on his laps. "That's a lot!"
"You deserve them!" Wanda insisted. "I always wiked you, you are always nice and cawing!"
Bruce felt his heart melting,
"I like you too," he whispered, feeling soft as the young girl snuggled up in his chest.
Not to far, Thor sat in the grass, with Shuri braiding his hair, still on his head.
"You are a rather smart child, young one," Thor smiled, as little Shuri only giggled out,
"Twank wew."
"You remind me as myself, as child," Thor murmured, remembering his fondest childhood memories. "I was always for one for a adventure, though, other things include myself sparring and doing what young children usually do in Asgard..."
Little Shuri smiled, she may be young but she was still Shuri. A few minutes later, Shuri slipped off of Thor's head, nearly hitting the ground if it wasn't for the God of Thunder's quick reflexes. Thor caught her just in time, she nearly fit the palm of his hand! Shuri looked up at him, giving a very giddy smile as Thor chuckled,
"That was a close call, wasn't it?" he said, only to realize, his gold locks being in a lovely french braid. "Odin's beard! I look... what they say, fabulous!"
Thor playfully flipped his hair, causing Shuri to giggle as he grinned widely at her.
Moments later, Natasha came back with Tony, Clint, T'Challa, Killmonger, Loki, ad Bucky, who were all glaring at each other behind her back... not that she wasn't aware however. They all stopped, face softening into smiles, at the sight of Steve playing peek-a-boo with Peter, Bruce gently tickling Wanda's belly, and Thor gently tossing Shuri in the air as he caught her each time. It was... perfect.
In the struck of midnight in the tower, Fury came in through the elevator to ask if the kids turned back to normal. As he was about to enter the living room,
"Sir, be sure to be extra quiet when you enter," F.R.I.D.A.Y softly informed him. Raising a brow, Fury nodded, allowing himself in. Taking a few steps, Fury heard soft, music box music being quietly played through the speakers. Tip-toeing to the couch, he smiled as he saw the sight...
Tony was sitting up on on the couch, asleep with Peter, who was back into his fifteen-year-old body, on his chest. Steve was on the floor, he had his head on Tony's legs, curdled in a ball. Killmonger used Tony's shoulder as a pillow. Beside them was Nat, who was laying on top of nineteen-year-old Wanda's back, with Wanda beneath her as she buried her face in Clint's chest, who had his arms wrapped around his two favorite girls. Clint used Bruce's laps as his pillow as Bruce had his head on Loki's shoulder, both asleep, sitting up. On the ground, next to Steve, was Thor, sprawled out, snoring quietly as T'Challa slept on his chest. On T'Challa's head, was sixteen-year-old Shuri, all curled up with her leg sticking out as Bucky held her ankle as he slept a few feet away from her on his back.
Fury smiled,
"Perfect..."
"I feel them... I need them, soon. the galaxy will be mine. Wanda, Peter, Shuri... your doom will wait with those who love you... I will be here soon."