LoveBite [2]

54

They decided to give it a shot. It being babysitting. They figured maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to try it out with someone who will really have experience with taking care of children, unlike any of the willing Avengers, besides Ruby Marie. Peter and Satine figured that it wouldn't hurt to experiment, but they wanted to make sure they picked the right one first before they just up and left their daughter alone with a stranger. So they decided to start with an interview.

Helen Hister, a sixty year-old woman, was one of their first picks because she's old enough to have experience, especially being that she used to teach in elementary schools, even worked as a substitute teacher every now and then. So the couple cleared their already empty schedule and opened their doors to the lady that came knocking right on time.

"Hello." Satine greets cheerfully as she steps aside and Helen walks right on in. "I'm Satine, this is Peter." She motions to him, who stands next to her.

"It's nice to meet you." He shakes her hand with a kind grin.

"Oh, it's good to meet you as well." She smiles. "Can I just say, I'm very excited to meet you and your family and this is a very lovely home." She looks around as they lead her into the living room.

"Thank you, Mrs. Hister." He nods as they take their seats.

Helen takes a seat on the side of the couch that's against the wall and Satine sits in front of Peter on the other end of the couch, closest to Helen.

"Oh, and what's the sweet girls name again?" She sings while staring at Anya, who huddles close to her dads leg as she stares back at her.

"It's Anastasia." Satine fixes her jacket, already very nervous, as Peter rubs her back.

"That's a long name." She furrows her brows.

"I know, it --"

"Can you shorten it for me?" She interrupts and she pauses momentarily before nodding.

"Yeah, she has a nickname, it's Anya." She itches her cheek.

"Anna." She nods and she grins with a slightly tilted head.

"Anya." She corrects and she looks up at her.

"Anya." She fixes herself with a slight tone and Peter blinks a few times, truly never understanding how one can look at Satine and see her as someone to test.

"Yes." She nods nicely.

"You know what? I think Anna is easier to say, I'll just use that." She waves it off while nodding as Anya looks up at Peter.

"Nope, please use the one we gave her, I'd rather not confuse her at such an early age." She turns away and Helen lowers her chin, looking at her through her lashes.

Anya reaches up for him with a small whimper and he looks down and lifts her up onto his lap. She wraps her arms around his neck and looks back at the lady with wrinkled brows.

"Moving on." Satine clears her throat.

Though she knows she wants to put down this old woman, she also knows she wants to see how far she can take this. But she doesn't think it'll last very long at all. Meanwhile, Peter knows exactly what her intentions are and is truly very interested in seeing what she can pull out of this lady.

"What is it you two do for work exactly?" Helen squints her eyes while adjusting her glasses on the bridge of her nose.

"Oh, you haven't heard of us?" Satine grins while folding her hands on her lap. "He works for Tony Stark, his personal assistant."

"Oh, that man." She nods, speaking low in a clear distate and Satine's face slowly drops as Peter's brows raise. "Does he pay well?"

"I'm a stay-at-home-mom." She circles her finger around the home and she nods. "Uh-Do you believe in corporal punishment?" She tilts her head and Peter hangs his with a small grin while placing his hand on the back of Anya's head.