You wander the world with a vision of what life could be
But then the years come and teach you to just wait and see
Forces may try to pull us apart
But nothing can phase me if you're in my heart
Crossing our fingers, singing a song
We're making it up as we go along
Through the highs and lows
We'll be right, we'll be wrong
We're making it up as we go along
And there will be days
We won't know which way to go
But we'll take it higher
You're all I desire
When the going gets tough
When push comes to shove
We're making it up
'Cause we got love
We got love
We got love
We got love
Baby, we got...
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Clara woke up and her room had changed, again, in the distance she could hear crying downstairs so she dragged her heavy body out of bed and rubbed her eyes, desperate to get rid of the sleep. "It's early, make them stop mom", she whined.
"Clara maybe help instead of whining, you can help", Wanda did a little movement with her hands.
The twins giggled as Clara smiled fondly, "Well, I don't think it's very funny. Why won't you do what I want?".
"What mom?".
"What's that, dear?", Vision had binkies in his ear spots.
"Dad".
"That is not where those go!".
"Noise cancellation is not their primary function?".
"It's only seven and I'm already done with you both, besides I have school, see you later mom".
Clara ran back up the stairs, she only made it halfway before the crying stopped, "Honey, school's cancelled for the rest of the week".
"But why", Clara groaned.
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How To Deal With Death
FanfictionPreviously called, "WandaVision; A New Ending, A New Daughter" Clara Isabel Lilliya Maximoff was born to Wanda Maximoff and The Vision after the Battle Of Sokovia. Nobody knows how, but Wanda managed to travel through time with Vision, the two built...