plot: maria takes you a bar, and all hell breaks loose.
!!!TW!!!: alcohol
3rd pov:
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"Please tell me what happened." Natasha says. "Okay. Me and aunt Maria were at the bar." You sigh. "You took my daughter to a bar!" "She wasn't drinking." Maria defends. "She had a few too many drinks, so I drove us home." "But, you don't have a license?" "That's why we swapped places after the cop pulled us over." "Oh dear lord." Your mother mutters. "Y'know I had nothing to do with this part." Tony says. "Shut up!" "I didn't want Y/n to get into trouble. So I got behind the wheel before the cop walked up." Maria admits, "then I got arestted and uh- Tony bailed me out." "So you all thought you should keep this from me?" "Yes." "100%" "Okay, here's what's gonna happen, Pietro and Wanda, you two don't need to hear the yelling that's gonna happen so your staying at Clints house until I say otherwise," Nat says looking at the twins, "and Y/n you're grounded." "Mom, one could argue I was a hero in this story." "You went gambling, drove without a lisence, and lied to my face." "Heroically."
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