Olivia: The Green Witch

Tennessee

It was a few days later, and Olivia was standing in her bedroom, stuffing nicely folded clothes into a suitcase. Wanda was sitting on her bed, watching TV. "Okay, I leave tomorrow. Do you think I should tell Harley that I'm coming, or surprise him?" Olivia asked, needing some advice.

Wanda shrugged. "Put yourself in his shoes. Would you want to know, or be surprised?" Wanda asked.

Olivia didn't even hesitate with her answer. "Surprised! I love surprises" Olivia said, packing her last outfit. "Do you like surprises?"

"Mm...not really" Wanda said, watching as Olivia grabbed all kinds of different shoes to pack. "Why are you packing so much? You'll only be there for three days."

"Well, I want to be sure I have a variety of cute outfits to wear" Olivia said, placing the shoes in the suitcase neatly. "I don't want Harley to think I have bad style." Wanda just laughed. "What?"

"It's just funny" Wanda said, covering her face with her hands.

Olivia didn't laugh. "You've probably never even had a boyfriend" Olivia said, defending herself. "But I see the way you flirt and look at Vision, so you know how I feel."

Wanda stopped laughing and cleared her throat. "Fine" she said bluntly.

"You know, I was hoping you did have relationship experience, because I need help" Olivia sighed, speaking in Sokovian. "Is it weird that I'm nervous to see him?" Olivia sat beside Wanda.

"I don't think so. You clearly like him, because you talk about him all the time" Wanda said. "Just have fun."

"You should come too. It might be good for you to get out of here and just live a little" Olivia said, jumping up.

"I don't know. . ." Wanda said, hesitant to go.

"It will be fun. Please?" Olivia asked, giving her puppy dog eyes.

Wanda sighed, rolling her eyes. "Alright" she said, getting up. "I'll go pack."

The day went by quick. Olivia was excited to leave in the morning, so much so that she was having trouble falling asleep. At least an hour has passed of her laying in the dark staring at the ceiling, tučniak resting in her arms. Olivia groaned, rolling over to look at the clock. 1:24am.

She slipped out of bed and left her room, crossing the hall, and slowly creaking her mother's door open. Natasha was sound asleep, her mouth open as she snored lightly.

Olivia stood beside her bed. "Mom. . ." She whispered. There was no response. "Mom!" Olivia whispered a little bit louder. Natasha woke up, seeing Olivia standing there.

"Please don't tell me you threw up" Natasha said, not fully awake.

"I can't sleep" Olivia said, wanting some sort of solution from her mother. Natasha just pat the empty side of her bed, moving the covers over. Olivia went to the other side, crawling in. She loved sleepovers with her mom.

"I know we have the same mattress, but I just know yours in comfortable than mine" Olivia said, inching herself closer to Nat.

"Shut up" Natasha groaned, her eyes closed as she spoke. Olivia cuddled into her with a smile on her face. It wasn't long before Olivia drifted off to sleep.