Covert Affair Oneshots | Natasha Romanoff

Little Monsters

An: This was a request :)

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The morning sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the living room, decorated with twinkling lights and a towering Christmas tree adorned with shimmering ornaments. It was the first Christmas that Stella and Atlas truly understood what was happening, and their excitement was palpable.

Stella, now four years old, was the first to awaken. She sat up in bed, her little heart pounding with excitement. Remembering what day it was, she threw off her blankets and dashed out of her room, her feet pattering against the wooden floor.

She skidded to a stop in front of Atlas's room, pushing the door open with a burst of energy. "Atlas! Atlas! Wake up! Santa came!" she shouted, her voice filled with pure joy.

Atlas, only three, stirred in his bed, rubbing his sleepy eyes. "Santa?" he asked, his voice still groggy and confused.

Stella nodded eagerly, grabbing his hand and tugging him out of bed. "Come on! We have to see what he brought us!"

Stella, her excitement bubbling over, couldn't contain herself. She grabbed Atlas's hand, and the two siblings, giggling bolted down the hallway. They made a beeline for their parents' room.

The door to their parents' room was slightly ajar, and Stella pushed it open with a burst of energy. "Mommy! Mama! Wake up! Santa came!" she shouted, her voice filled with pure joy.

Atlas, still rubbing sleep from his eyes but grinning from ear to ear, echoed his sister. "Santa came, Mommy! Mama!"

Natasha and Jenna stirred, smiling as they heard the excited voices of their children. Before they could fully wake up, Stella and Atlas had climbed onto the bed.

"Wake up! Wake up!" Stella urged as she jumped up and down.

Natasha reached out, catching Stella in mid-bounce and pulling her into a gentle hug. "Good morning baby" she said, kissing Stella's cheek.

Jenna scooped up Atlas, who had been trying to climb over Natasha to get to her. "Good morning my loves" she whispered, nuzzling his cheek.

Atlas giggled, wrapping his arms around Jenna's neck. "Merry Christmas, mommy!"

Natasha looked at Jenna over the heads of their children, "I guess we better get up and see what Santa brought" she said.

"Yeah! Come on!" Stella urged, already wriggling out of Natasha's arms and scrambling off the bed.

Atlas, still clinging to Jenna, looked up at her with wide, excited eyes. "Present time?" he asked.

Jenna laughed, kissing the top of his head. "Yes, sweetheart. Lots of presents."

With Stella leading the charge, they all made their way to the living room, where the Christmas tree stood tall, surrounded by brightly wrapped gifts. The room seemed to glow with the magic of the morning.

The family settled on the floor near the tree. Stella and Atlas were practically vibrating with excitement as they waited for the signal to start opening presents.

Stella and Atlas's hands hovered over the gifts. But Jenna held up a hand, her smile teasing. "Wait a second. You don't want to wait for your aunts and uncles?"

Atlas, clutching a shiny package, shook his head vigorously. "No!"

"Alright, go ahead" Jenna said with a smile.

Stella tore into her first present, revealing a beautiful dollhouse. Her eyes widened with delight. "Look, Mommy! A house for my dolls! Me and Morgan can play with them!" she exclaimed.