I walked in and sat down across from Nat, we were in a booth in the corner. The booth was red and the table was an off-white. Nat looked nice, she was wearing a hoodie and sunglasses. Most likely to hide her super secret Avenger identity. She looked worried but covered it up with the most fake smile I've ever seen in my life. Now her face is posing too. I've said it once and I'll think it again: Natasha Alinovna Romanoff is such a poser.
I did what normal people do and decided to start the conversation, "hi." I am so creative. I wonder if I get that from my super awesome deadly assassin parents?
"Hi?"
What do I say now, this is very awkward. I will just wait for Nat to speak.
Nat spoke, "So who the heck are your parents? And why are they so important that you had to arrange an impromptu lunch?"
"Umm...well...for starters, my Mom is the American Death."
When I tell you that Natty the Baddie looks like her brain just exploded I mean it. Her face was contorted with so many layers of confusion and shock that the situation became even more awkward.
Finally she she started to speak, "What?!? The American Death is real? And your Mom? The most dangerous person on this planet is your Mom? You said you had memories? Did you call her Mommy? What's she look like? Did she touch you? Was her skin soft? Does she have mind powers? This is so cool, wait...who is she???"
I opened my mouth to speak shocked at Natasha's outburst but Nat beat me to it, "Wait, you said for starters, who's your dad?"
"Umm...my dad is actually why I called you specifically..."
"Spit it out."
"My dad is the Winter Soldier."
"Like James Barnes the Winter Soldier??"
"Yes."
"Wait. Wait. Wait. On the file did it actually specify that the Winter Soldier refered to James Barnes?"
"Yes Natasha, it did."
"Why don't you come back to Avengers tower and we'll see if he recognizes you."
"I don't know..."
"Come on, I walked we can take your car."
We exited the little coffee shop and turned to my car. Nat climbed into the passenger seat and I began driving towards the Avengers compound.
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True Parents • Yelena Belova
FanfictionYelena Belova wakes up from a dream suddenly remembering her real parents. She remembers how her mother used to sing her American Pie as she fell asleep. Yelena remembered how her father used to call her Lena. Yelena remembered many enjoyable times...
