Marvel One-Shots

Wanda Maximoff - Strongest Avenger

Okay I know this piece will make me look like I smoke cannabis in my free time but I swear I've never done any drug other than sip champagne at weddings. Also sorry this is short, I'm in the process of moving and never have any time anymore. I'll try to get out more content. Enjoy!

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Narrator POV

"If there's one thing I know, it's this: Wanda is freakin' awesome. She can move things with her mind! How cool would that be? She can easily beat the other Avengers," you geeked out to your friend.

Currently, you were both sat around outside eating food and talking about which of the Avengers was the best. Your friend, (f/n), had said that the Captain was the best. To which you argued to infinity (war) and beyond that Wanda was the best. Unbeknownst to the both of you, a certain witch and widow were sitting close by (in disguise, of course, to avoid press). Wanda couldn't keep the smile off of her face as you argued for her. Natasha was smiling wide, too.

"I'm telling you, Captain America could easily beat her sorry ass," (f/n) shrugged smugly.

You just rolled your eyes and continued eating a bit more. "He could easily have his own sorry ass beaten by a telekinetic badass witch," you said under your breath.

Wanda and Natasha both let out a small chuckle.

(F/n) sighed and sat forward on the table. "Okay, well what about that other guy. The one with the yellow cape and red skin."

You scrunched your brows. "What 'other guy'?"

Your friend wiped their hands on a napkin before taking out their phone. They typed in a few things, then showed you a surveillance video of an airport: him creating a line of fire in front of a few avengers. The video cuts to a clip of the same figure flying through the sky in Sakovia, shooting beams from his forehead. They put down their phone in triumph and continue eating.

"Right, that guy. That doesn't even reveal anything," you said, scrunching your brows. "So, he can shoot lasers from his brain, big deal. Wanda can just, y'know, dodge then like a normal person and slam his head into the ground to give him a headache. It's classic."

Wanda couldn't help but give a another chuckle at your banter. Tasha simply put down her drink and covered her mouth subtly with her hands to hide her smile.

"A headache doesn't guarantee that he'll stop shooting laser beams everywhere," (f/n) said, sipping their drink.

You swallowed your bite and said, "Well, keep in mind that his powers are most likely related to his brain. So a headache would at least sway his powers a little."

"What about what Clint told us?" (f/n) spoke.

Tasha and Wanda gave each other a look of concern before listening in.

"Okay, so he can phase through stuff and have literally rock-hard abs. He's a dreamboat," you spoke sarcastically. Wanda just set down her drink again and put a hand over her face to hide her laughter. "Don't forget the part about that little story where Wanda literally changes his density and mass, then forces him through several miles of the earth's crust. That's how a real witch does it."

Your friend just rolled their eyes and kept eating. You gave a chuckle and also ate what was left on your plate.

Wanda glanced over at your table, thinking. "Should we tell them?" Wanda asked, looking up at the widow across from her.

Tasha tapped her fingers against the table in thought. "Maybe we should ask a little birdie about his friends, first."

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