Tommy, Billy, and Ashley: the Triplets. Children to Wanda Maximoff and Vision. Disappearance of Westview / the Maximoff Anomaly
**I DO NOT OWN WandaVision or Marvel, only my character**
Ashely sits on her bed, chatting but her mother seems disinterested and out of it. Ashley plays with the ears of her stuffed bunny as she talks
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Footsteps run down the hall and Wanda pulls the covers over her head
"Mom, are you coming down?" Tommy asks
"Mom, our game is freaking out!" Billy says
The triplets share a look
"Is she asleep?" Tommy asks, looking at Ashley
"Mommy's not sleeping, honey. She's just resting her eyes." Wanda says, her voice muffled by the blanket
"Mom, my head feels weird. It's, like, really noisy. I don't like it." Billy says
"Resting... Her... Eyes." Wanda tells her children
The triplets leave the room and run downstairs to the TV
Tommy and Billy fight over the remote
"I got to it first!" Tommy says, pulling the remote
"You always get to it first!" Billy says, pulling the remote back
Ashley holds her hand out in front of her and her telekinesis pulls the remote from her brothers' hands. However, she overestimated and the remote crashes into the armchair behind her
She grabs it and holds it up
Tommy and Billy look past her and Ashley turns around to see their mother in sweats and a flannel jacket
Wanda makes a bowl of cereal for herself, looking around at everything in the kitchen weirdly
The triplets share another look
Wanda walks over to the three
"Have you seen your dad?" Wanda asks
"Um, no?" Tommy says
"Do you wanna go look for him?" Billy asks
"Well, if he doesn't wanna be here, there's nothing I can do about it." Wanda says
"Hey, Mom?" Billy asks. "Last night, Uncle P said that thing about re-killing Dad?"
"Don't believe anything that man said. He is not your uncle." Wanda snaps
"Who is he?" Ashley asks with wide eyes
"Here's the thing, kids." Wanda says, standing in front of her children. "I'm your mom. And as such, you were counting on me to have all the answers, right? Well, I don't. I have... no answers." She says, laughing. The triplets share yet another look. "Zip. Zero. Zilch. Nada. Niente. I'm starting to believe that everything is... meaningless. You're welcome to draw your own conclusions, but that's just where I'm at."
