So, after some research, Sokovian is the closest to Ukrainian in speech, so all words Wanda says in what would be Sokovian are google translate Ukrainian, so I'm so sorry if the words are wrong, I'm really trying here.
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Natasha walked downstairs, smiling to herself when she heard Wanda and Lila talking in the living room.
"Well, have fun, okay?"
"I will," Lila chuckled shyly. "Thanks again."
"Of course, kokhana." Wanda smiled before placing a kiss on Lila's forehead. "And remember, you can always say no, to anything."
"I know, Mom and Auntie Nat have told me that countless times. So did Dad, but he was more..." Lila trailed off.
"Rough about it?"
"Yes," Lila chuckled.
Natasha smiled as she walked over to them. "You look incredible." She said as she saw Lila in a purple sweater and skinny jeans, matched with her purple Vans.
"Thanks, I didn't want to look too fancy," Lila said as she looked down at herself.
"I think it's perfect," Natasha said. "Are they picking you up?"
"Yes, they should be here any minute now." The girl said as she glanced down at her phone. A smile spread across her lips. "They're down the road."
"Let's go outside," Wanda said with a grin as she walked over to the door and grabbed Lila's jacket for her.
Lila walked over and put the leather jacket on. "Thanks."
"Course, medu," Wanda said before pulling her jacket on.
Natasha walked over and pulled hers on as well before they stepped outside.
"Are you going?" Clint yelled from the kitchen.
"Soon, Papa," Lila said.
"I want to meet them!" he said before running after them.
Natasha smiled softly as she left the door open for Clint.
He closed it behind himself. "They better be nice."
"They are!" Lila said. "Please, don't scare them off, Dad."
"I won't, I just want to make sure my little girl is going to be with someone good. If they hurt you, I swear, I'll hurt them."
"Dad," Lila groaned.
Natasha chuckled softly. "Wanda and I will hold him back, I promise."
A car pulled up in front of the house. Out stepped out a teen in a white t-shirt and black skinny jeans. They smiled shyly as they walked up to the house. "Hi," they said.
"Alex, this is my dad, Clint. These are my aunts Wanda and Natasha." Lila said as she walked down the steps.
"Hi, it's nice to meet you guys."
Clint stepped down and shook their hand. "Nice to meet you, too, Alex. Where are you going to dinner?"
"The '50s diner across the street from the movies, sir." They said.
"Okay, do you two need any money?" Clint asked.
"No, sir. I saved up my last two paychecks for tonight."
"Okay, please be safe. If it gets dark and you don't feel comfortable driving back, I can come pick her up."
"Okay, thank you."
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