I Cᴀɴ'ᴛ Bᴇ ᴀ Mᴏᴍ: Aᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀs Wʀᴏɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ(Sᴇǫᴜᴇʟ)

Chapter 5//Preganté

By the time Victoria left her room, the 2 Stark children were racing around the living room, Pepper half asleep on the couch.

"Aunt Vicky!" Morgan squeals, grabbing her little sister's hand and dragging her over to the blonde.
"Mysie, this is your aunt.. say 'hi, aunt Vicky'!"

Mysie just sucks on her finger and hides behind Morgs shyly.

"Hey, kiddie," Vic chuckles, looking around for Natasha.
"Have you seen auntie Nat?"

"She said she was going to the gym," the small brunette smiles, dragging the 4-year-old back around the room to get their game started back up.

. . .

"Mum, you down here?" Vic calls as she steps into the large room they used for training, finding the redhead beating away at a punching bag.

"What do you need, kid?" She asks, stepping away from the bag to grab a bottle of water, chugging it down quickly.

"Um.." she scratches the back of her head, sticking her hand into her pocket.
"You can't tell anyone. Not yet, at least."

"What did you do now?" Nat sets down the bottle, grabs a hand towel, and walks over to the anxious blonde.

"It's better if I just show you.." Victoria pulls her hand out of her pocket, holding out the small stick for her mother figure to see.

"Holy shit," she mutters in reply, looking between Vic and the test, a smile growing on her face. She keeps her voice down as she squeals.
"You're pregnant??"

"Yeah, now keep it down!"

"Right, sorry.."

. . .

"So what I do now?"

"You wait 9 months and have a child?"

Victoria groans and slumps back onto her bed, the two now up in the Leeds' room.
"I have to carry a child inside of me for 9 months..? Sounds like a living hell."

"Well you may be living it, but you're not in hell, so.." Nat chuckles.

"I might as well be," Vic grumbles into the pillow, looking up as the door opens, her husband looking confused at Natasha.
"Not anymore. You can go do whatever, mum, I think Ned's here for a reason."

The redhead flashes Victoria a smile before leaving the room.

Victoria's POV

"Feeling better?" My husband asks, sitting beside me on the bed with a soft smile.

"Moderately.." I chuckle, changing the subject rather quickly while I'm in my head.
"How quickly do you think we can get everyone to the tower?"

"What? I mean, it depends. Why?"

"I just.. have a small thing to talk about. It'd be better if we had everyone here though.."

"We could text the group chat."

"Oh right."

[Chaos Group Chat]

Stick
Yoo everyone here?

Chicken
Yuh

Barney
Yeah, why?

Momma
Need something, hon?

Darth Vader
Vic said she has like, a group announcement or something

Stick
Can you all get to the tower?

Barney
I can ask Alicia to watch the kids

Archer
What's going on?

Undead mom
LET'S GET EVERYONE TO THE TOWER GO GO GO

Chicken
Geez, what was that about?

Stick
Doesn't matter
Just get to the tower

Snek
Bea can watch Ed, so I'll be over shortly
But my brother does not have cell service
He won't be attending

Spiderling
On my way!
MJ too!

Stick
Alright see ya soon

. . .

Third POV

Victoria paces in the living room, looking up as Bucky finally arrives. Everyone is here. She can tell them now.

"Okay.." she sighs, fiddling with her fingers. She was earning looks from everyone in the room, all of them knowing that Vic rarely got nervous.
"So, you all know that me and Ned got married a few weeks ago.."

There were nods and mumbled "yes"s, most expressions confused.

"Well," she gives them an awkward smile, making eye contact with Ned.
"I'm... pregnant.."

Eyes widen around the room, Ned chuckling in surprise and hopping to his feet, engulfing Victoria in a hug.
Clint just stares at her in shock then says:
"Why!?!"

"It's what happens when you become a married couple," Dorothy giggles with a wide smile, starting to feel a bit old now that she was about to become a grandma.

But at her mother's words, the blonde whips her head to look at Dorothy and Sam, who were sitting together on the couch, her eyes darting between the 2 before widening in realization.
They had been married much longer than she had.

"I'M DONE HERE," she says stiffly, throwing a look of disgust at her mother and stepfather, starting to walk out of the room, only for a small being to grab her.

"You're really pregnant?" Morgan asks with sparkling eyes, her arms wrapped around Vicky's waist.
"I'm gonna get a cousin?"

The blonde smiles and chuckles.
"Yup, you're gonna get a cousin."

. . .

A/N:

I know this was all over the place, but that's coz I'm literally just winging it coz idk wot the fawk I'm doing

Super excited for when she actually gives birth lol, but I probably won't write out the birth scene coz the only birth I've ever witnessed was my little brother's and that was 4 years ago :)

Larb u 3,000 <333

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