The Widow's Belladonna (Natasha Romanoff X Fem)

Day out in town

Next morning...

Arcane hushes the whining dogs as she slips into her boots. "Laia and Zaney, stay and watch them," she commands before creeping out of the house. She goes about her morning routine feeding the animals, stopping by Amara's house to check on the woman who was sleeping peacefully.

By the time, she had finish feeding her pets, she made her way back to the house with a basket of eggs. She gently opens the back screen door to the kitchen, only to be met by the gorgeous woman humming a sweet tune as she flips a pancake. Little Rory babbles in his high chair jingling his toys. Slipping off her boots, Theo creeps towards the woman plopping the basket softly on the table. Her index finger meets her lips gesturing to Rory who squeals at the sight of her. Nat whips around capturing Theo with a kiss.

Theo moans gently, "good morning beautiful," she smiles.

"Good morning Teddy," Nat returns warmly wrapping her arms tightly around her. "I hope you love banana pancakes," she gleams.

"My absolute favorite," Theo expresses lingering more kisses.

Natalia swipes her gently, "take a seat, it should be ready soon," she replies before Teddy greets the boy with snuggling kisses, "good morning Tiger," she greets before taking her seat.

A plate of freshly stacked pancakes settles in front of her before Nat takes her seat cutting small pieces for the baby. "What are you doing today?" she asks excitedly.

"I thought we could take a drive down to the town and enjoy ourselves. Take the little man to the carnival," Theo suggests before taking a bite. She pauses stunned before chewing, "you're amazing," she muses over the little white chocolate chips laced in every bite.

Nat snickers, "thought you might like that," she whispers tenderly before placing the little bites in a plastic bowl for Rory. She cools it slightly feeding the little one, "a day at the carnival?"

Theo nods, "would you like to accompany us?" she asks.

Nat nods, "I haven't been to one in ages," she returns.

A few hours passes as Theo readies herself and the little spitfire who was intent on decorating her bed with powder. She tickles the sputtering baby nuzzling his neck, drawing out ferocious giggles.

A whimsical giggle comes from the door as Theo props herself up with baby powder on her cheeks. Her eyes gleam over the enthralling angel adorn with snugged black jeans and a black crop top showing her gorgeous midsection. A blue and red plaid wrapped around her waist as her lush red curls fell perfectly framing her flawless face.

"You're such a goofball," Nat snickers approaching the two with the adorable monsters by her side. She kisses Theo sweetly before pinching Rory's chubby cheeks.

"You look completely stunning Talia," Theo gushes enamored by the woman.

Talia caresses her cheek, "thank you," she responds sweetly, "how about you finish getting ready while I dress Rory?"

Theodora leans in for another kiss, "thank you Tesoro," she whispers before striding off towards her walk in closet.

With a light coat of makeup to spruce up her face, Theo brushes her damp moonlight hair before donning her blue jeans with a white cropped long sleeve. She pulls out a light jeans jacket from her closet then glances at the set of baseball caps to stifle the sun rays. She joins the two red heads in her room gracing both with red Phillies baseball caps.

Talia snugs hers on with a scrunched nose, "I'm usually a Boston's fan ," she teases.

"It's the blazing sun, I don't want your gorgeous skin tainted like a boiled lobster by the end of the day," Theo quips playfully. Nat sticks out her tongue playfully before they were off for a fun filled day.

Talia offered to drive as she sat behind with Rory. In mere minutes, they parked in the small rural town thrumming with activity as the town began setting up the block party leading to the carnival at the end. Talia pushes the stroller with Rory completely amazed by the farmer's market booths. They languished at the farmer's booth gleaming over the fresh produce. Fall clings to the colored leaves sweeping at their feet as Nat and Theo walk hand in hand. The lovely people welcome them with generosity that seem to be the theme of the town. The little handsome was eager to try every fruit he could get his hands on and with Natalia, she had spoiled him with everything.

Belladonna couldn't contain her amazement watching the gorgeous woman with the baby boy. She kissed the boy every time he made those adorable coos, every time he giggles, every time he was excited. Such a pleasure to be able to have front row seats for Talia's maternal affection, she thought as she received endless affection as well. Theo's experience with love was short of an affection you share with a sibling or a close friend. With Talia she gave it freely with no hesitations, like a natural instinct. Her stomach was flipping in excitement that she couldn't stifle one bit, she conceded that they were butterflies that she had read in her romance novels. Her heart felt like it was melting at times she caught Talia's beaming smile or her laughter. She realized she was falling for Talia and an immense part of her feared to feel such joy she was deprived of from her childhood. But as she glances at the beautiful woman clinging to her hand, all that fear had dissipated into hope. She began to hope, something she hadn't done since she was eight.

Theo runs her finger over the gems containing mystical properties she had learned about in both realms. Beautiful amethyst gems gleam and some naturally uncut. Her eyes were fixed on a emerald gem the size of her thumb.

"They're beautiful aren't they?" Talia murmurs close to her amazed by the sight.

Theo smiles deeply, "they are. You know amethyst were worn by warriors during battle as protection. They would whisper prayers into the stone to bring them home safely to their families," she explains warmly.

Talia's fingertips glaze over the amethyst stone Theo had her eyes on before trailing her feather light touches up her arm, "I admire that about you," she blushes gazing into Theo's eyes, "you're so full of sentimental facts that your mind became one of the most interesting one's I can't seem to get enough of. Don't ever change принцесса (Princess)," she finishes in Russian sealing Theo's lips with a searing kiss.

Theodora was stolen of her breath and words as she stood there, smiling like a simpleton. With a slight distraction from Rory, Theo purchased the lot of gems before storing them safely in her pocket. Before she left, she had purchased one more mounted on a black cord for the little spitfire that adored the woman's affection. She turns back to the giggling pair lacing her hand softly within Nat's before they left the gem booth.

"Theo," a gruff voice sounded beside her that made her tense.