marvel woman

mother hood

Y/s/n = your sons name
Y/d/n = your daughters name

I don't care I'd this was already been written by another writer I Spent to long doing this story.

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I huffed as I walked through the Avengers compound, hearing shouting from the living room.

As soon as I walked through the living room doors, I saw my son pointing a gun at the Avengers.

"Give me your woman NOW!," he shouted, I shook my head, seeing the Avengers with their hands up.

They had semi scared looks on their faces. I mean, I would too if a 13 year old just cames in randomly with a gun demanding woman.

I walked up to him so I was now standing right next to him, he didn't notice me so I decided to make myself known.

I put out my hand in front of his face, and he frowned, then looked up. He whined, "You never let me have fun," he said, putting the gun in my hand.

He turned and was about to leave the room when I stopped him.

"All of your weapons!" I shouted, making him turn around and then place all his knives and grunads.

I put them in my pocket, slapping him on the back of the head, "Что я тебе говорил о попытках оклеветать чужих женщин?" (What have I told you about steeling other people's woman) I say, he huffed then I grabbed him by the ear.

"такими темпами я буду запирать дверь каждый раз, когда ухожу" ( at this point I'm going to have to lock the door every time I leave) I say, as he whined while I dragged him by the ear.

I huffed, throwing him in the back off the car, slaming the door shut, "Why did I have to have kids?" I whispered as I got into the car.

As I was driving back home, I saw in my rear view mirror that a red truck was following me.

I frowned, "когда мы вернемся домой, ты должен подняться по лестнице, найти свою сестру и оставаться там, пока я не приду за тобой," ( as soon as we get home you are to go upstairs and find your sister and stay there until i come get you) I say, he frowned, but nodded.

As soon as I parked the car, we both got out, I locked the car and then hurried him into the house as the red truck pulled in right next to my car.

I shut and locked the door, "what will you do?" he asked as he stopped by the door to the stairs.

I looked next to me and took the rifle that was on the wall, "I will do what any mother would do," I say, grabbing some amo.

"Protect my family," I say, shooing him up the stairs, shutting and locking the door, stuffing the key into my pocket.

I quickly got behind the sofa/couch that was opacit the front door, I pointed the riffle at the door, taking some deap breaths as I could hear talking from the other side of the door.

Then there was a knock, "Who is it!?" I shouted, aiming the gun right where their heads would be.

"It's Steve, Steve Rogers, I'd like to talk to the Owner of this house," he said. I frowned, I recognised that name, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

"You're already talking to her? What do you won't? And why are you here?!," I shouted as I placed my finger on the trigger.

"Um, it's about bucky. He wants to see his kids, " he said. I could feel the nerves in his voice.