Wanda woke up feeling more rested than she had in weeks though with a wet diaper. She cringed, looking over at the redhead who was still asleep on the other side of the bed. She looked at ease with her one arm sticking out as if inviting the Sokovian to snuggle up with her and as much as Wanda wanted to cuddle up with her she wasn't her little self anymore. Instead she glanced around, her eyes settling on her stuffed bunny. She thought about leaving it but in the end couldn't. Instead she pulled it to her chest and quietly crept out of the bed, heading back to her room.
Once in her bedroom, Wanda went about getting herself cleaned up. She took off the pajamas she was wearing and tossed them onto her bed with Zaya. She went to the bathroom and took off the diaper, making a face at it and throwing it away in the trashcan under the sink. The brunette decided to just get straight into the shower to clean herself off. She turned on the water and let the spray get warm before stepping underneath it.
She felt better after having spent time as her little herself but she also hated that she had let herself go. She scrubbed at her face trying not to think about how nice the last couple of days had been, especially with Natasha there to help her. Wanda still felt a warm, fuzzy feeling in her chest when she thought about how kind and caring the Black Widow had been. But she couldn't let it happen again or at least couldn't let the Avenger take care of her the way she had. Wanda could hold out dropping again the way she had before, though the thought was already stressing her out and her little state hovered in the back of her mind and wanted Asha. Natasha, she corrected herself in her mind. The witch grabbed the shampoo to continue her shower, doing her best to forget about the past couple of days.
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Nat startled when she woke up in the morning, alarmed that Wanda was not longer with her. She jumped out of bed and began searching for the girl, thinking she could not have gone far. She wasn't in Nat's room or bathroom or the living room or the kitchen. The Widow barely knocked on her the little's bedroom room door and pushed her way inside, calling out, "Detka? Are you-"
"Oh, good morning." The Russian felt guilty for bursting in with asking permission as she found a freshly showered Wanda, big and in a maroon hoodie and leggings.
"Morning.." Wanda crossed one arm over herself, gripping her other arm at the elbow.
"How are you feeling?" Natasha still wanted to check in with the younger woman whether she was big or small.
"Fine. I feel okay- better." She floundered a little to answer, "Thank you for this."
Wanda gestured to the room and looked around with some of the awe Nat had seen from her yesterday. The redhead said honestly, "It's not a problem."
"Well, you won't have to worry about it again. I'll be more careful."
A worried expression wrinkled Natasha's brow, "You can't hold off on slipping like before Wanda. It's not good for you."
The witch crossed both arms over herself now and stated flatly, "I'll be fine."
Natasha wouldn't let this go though, "Why don't you want to slip, honey?"
"I.." Wanda blinked at her worried tone as if she had not been expecting it. She paused, pulling her sleeves passed her hands and thinking before finally saying, "I didn't want to be little without Piety, and now I don't want to be a problem.."
"You aren't a problem, Wanda." Natasha told her, "There is nothing wrong with being little. Do you think Pietro would want you to do that to yourself?"
"No, but.. I can't be little and an Avenger." The brunette sank down to sit on the edge of her bed, staring down at her stuffed bunny. Wanda kept looking at it instead of Natasha, her fingers stroking the satin ribbon around its neck.
The Widow didn't really know how she felt about her statement. On one hand, she wanted to tell Wanda she could do anything she set her mind to while on the other hand, she could never think about allowing Wanda into the dangerous circumstances the Avengers found themselves in even after only spending a day and a half with her. She didn't think she would be able to resolve this now so instead she said, "We don't have to figure this out today or tomorrow or even in a month. Let's just focus on you staying healthy, which means regular slipping, and we'll talk about it when the time comes."
The witch still had so much grief to work through, even if she wasn't little she shouldn't be worried about becoming an Avenger now, that would come in time. Right now she should be focused on healing herself, big and little included. Instead of consenting to her plan, Wanda looked up a Natasha with genuine confusion, "Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what?"
"Helping me and taking care of me after I- after I hurt everyone."
Nat remember little Wanda pointing to herself and saying bad. The woman shook her head, "I told you no one will be upset with you about what happened. Everyone just wants to move on."
"But why?" Little Wanda had accepted her assures but big Wanda needed more.
The Widow slowly joined Wanda sitting on the edge of the bed, taking a moment to gather her thoughts before answering, "Wanda almost everyone on the team has done things we regret, including me, especially me. But a lot of the time you were just doing what you had to to survive and Hydra was manipulating you- there is more to it than you just making some bad choices, you were in bad situations."
"I feel like I don't deserve to be here." Wanda said softly with a tear rolling down her cheek.
"Give it time, hun. You deserve a second chance, okay?" She covered Wanda's hand with her own.
Wanda swiped at her cheeks then nodded, "Okay. Thank you, Tasha. Natasha."
The Sokovian corrected herself but Nat just smiled, "Tasha is fine.. How about we go get some breakfast and you can come to the gym with me."
"For training?" Wanda asked intrigued.
"For exercising." Nat clarified. "Like I said, let's just focus on being healthy for now."
Wanda nodded her head with a tentative smile, "Yeah, that sounds good."
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This one feels a little shorter but I wanted to give some perspective to big Wanda too. Hope you liked it and thank you for reading.
Love to see your thoughts or suggestions on the comments. Until next time! ~Raven
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FanfictionWanda Maximoff lost her whole world when Pietro died in the battle against Ultron. She did not only lose her brother, Wanda is classified as Little and she lost her Caregiver as well. Natasha Romanov is feeling lost after the battle against Ultron...