RP One Shots

Trouble in Paradise (part 8)

Rose had a problem. After the smash hit that had been the baby shower, courtesy of Shasta Stark, Rose spent the next few days taking care of things to prepare for the baby. Getting Arlo's room ready was the main thing. Her and Pietro painted the walls a couple days before. He wouldn't let her do anything else. Not even put clothes away. Every time she asked if he needed help, he shook his head and said everything was under control. He even kept the doors locked so she couldn't go in.

But that wasn't her problem. Her problem was that there was things they still needed. More clothes and books specifically. But, there was a lot of little things they needed. And a couple things Pete was specifically asking for. Weird things. But, it's what he wanted for their little guy. So, Rose had plans to go get these things. She needed someone to go with her though. No way was she going out to get everything on her own. Most of her options had been exhausted though. There was still one person to go to.

Rose knocked on Wanda Maximoff's door and waited for it to open. Her and Wanda weren't very close, but maybe this would change that. It was going to have to change if they were going to be sisters of sorts. The door opened, revealing the younger Maximoff twin.

"Rose." Wanda said, a little shocked that it was her in the doorway. "Can I help you?"

"I was wondering if you'd like to go baby shopping with me. I really don't want to go alone. Your brother is locked in Arlo's room, Steven is back in DC, Shasta is out with Noah, RJ just doesn't want to, and my parents are at the base for training of new recruits. I figured it would be a good way for us to get to know each other better. So, what do you say?" It all came out a bit rushed, since she was nervous. Wanda must have understood though because she smiled.

"Of course. Anything for the mother of my nephew." Wanda was internally panicking, because they really did not know each other, but it could be fun. And they were like family. This would be good for them. She slipped her shoes on and walked out with Rose and down to the garage. Rose pulled the keys to her car off the hook and spun them around her finger.

"The red one on the end is mine." She pointed out and made her way to the 1960 red and white corvette. She loved her car. A lot. It was beautiful and classic and she turned heads when it went cruising down the street. It was the best thing to drive down the street on the beach with the top down and the sun on her skin. They got in, Rose plugged the keys into the ignition, and then took off. "Can you do me a favor and see what in the world your brother wants for AB's room?" Wanda nodded before sending Pietro a message asking.

"You do not know what the room looks like?" She asked, curious to why Arlo's mother didn't know what was in her son's rom.

"No. Pietro is decorating it and he won't tell me what he's doing with it. Like.... He keeps the doors locked and stays in there all day sometimes. Whenever something comes for it, he makes sure to keep it in it's box or he covers it with something so I can't even read a label. It's crazy!

"You trust a man to decorate a child's room? You are brave Rose Rogers."

"Trust me, he wouldn't be doing it by himself if I could help it." They both chuckled and parked in the Target parking lot. Rose kind of had an unhealthy love for Target. The pair went inside and went straight to the little cafe. Rose wanted popcorn awfully bad. Wanda tried a piece when it was done, but scruntched her nose up when it hit her mouth. Holy salt. "Don't judge me okay?" Rose requested as she popped a couple pieces in her mouth. "I wanted something salty."

"You got your wish." It tasted more like salt then it did popcorn. "Pietro says he needs two plain mirrors, sturdy wire, balloons, hooks, lots of glue, and three 1/8" by 2' by 4' plywood panels. He also says as for blankets, get yellow or blue."