Natasha was out on a mission and Bruce was busy in the lab, so (Y/N) and Steven were left in the very mature hands of Vision. (Y/N) wasn't misbehaving and Steven was sleeping in his little crib. Vision had (Y/N) in his lap as they played with some train tracks.
"Uncle Vision?"
"Yes, (Y/N)?"
"Are you and Auntie Wanda gonna hooks up dis way I can has cousins?"
Vision turned bright red... Well, redder then his face was normally.
"I-I... Oh well I believe that me and your Aunt Wanda are taking things at a rather nice pace... We are not really thinking about children yet... Besides I would rather us get married first." Vision carefully explained.
(Y/N) blinked.
"You can ask that stork that makes mommy fats and a baby come to bring you's one! Auntie Wanda is gonna be fats though."
Vision smiled at her imagination.
"Well, I'll love her ether way."
"But she gonna be fat!!"
