𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲

30) The Ball

Wanda stood in front of her mirror.

It was the next day and Strange was still persistent about this 'Ball' idea. It seemed like everyone was on board except for her.

She wanted to help, yes, but she didn't know why like this. Why couldn't they call Pepper's company and place an appointment or something? Yes it may take a bit of time but the whole point of this was going back in time, so did time even matter?

Now Wanda was dressed in a fancy outfit and had a small bag with a check for her entrance fee. Magic could be very nice sometimes.

America still hated her. Wanda was working on fixing that relationship. Strange didn't seem to fully trust her, but he was warming up to her it seemed.

Loki liked her. Thankfully. She liked to believe that he trusted her, after all, she trusted him. He saved her multiple times and she saved him as well.

Wanda turned in the mirror, growing uncomfortable at the tightness of this outfit. Loki had summoned it for her. He said it resembled Asgardian dresses in a Midgardian way.

It took forever to figure out how to put it on without ripping it, but she finally figured it out.

It was red silk, reaching the floor even though Wanda was wearing black heels. Gold silk wrapped around her stomach, making her look as if she had an hourglass shaped body.

There were no straps, the top of the dress was right above her cleavage but it didn't fall.

She had to take shorter steps since she didn't want to rip the skirt. Even though a slit would be nice, this didn't seem like that sort of party.

Her hair was in ginger curls so it looked shorter than usual, but it was still hanging behind her back.

Wanda wasn't great at putting on her own makeup, so she just waved her hand and red magic formed makeup on her face.

She gave a fake smile to the mirror before giving a sigh.

She just hoped this night went by quickly.

She left her room, heels clicking against the ground as she walked. She headed towards the room she and the others had been in yesterday, before they went into the computer room.

Strange said he would be there already and America would also probably be so. Wanda partly hoped Loki wouldn't be there so she wouldn't be the last in, but she spent a good few minutes staring at herself in the mirror so it was possible that she would be the last.

She reached the door and she exhaled before opening the door.

The first person she saw turned and stared straight back at her.

A raven haired woman, her hair curled like Wanda's. She wore a green silk dress that looked the same to Wanda's as well, except the golden piece in the center that Wanda had was silver on this dress.

"Loki?" Wanda asked to confirm.

"The one and only. Well, in this world at least." Loki's voice had also changed, now a deep feminine tone.

Honestly it was really hot and Wanda was kind of dazzled for a moment, staring at the new Loki before brushing the thoughts that formed in her head off.

She looked at the other two figures in the room. America and Steven wore basic suits, matching one another. America's hair was pulled back and braided so that it was out of her face.

"You two look very nice." Wanda said.

"Thank you." Steven replied.

America just nodded.