wanda: *in bad russian accent* this is my pretty little russian lady
nat: i swear, wanda, i will kill you
wanda: get me some beets
steve: a pretty russian lady that will kill you
nat: he's right, you know
wanda: yeah but who'd die first
YOU ARE READING
marvel bs that i made
Fanfictionwowoo um don't publish this please ----- i published it because i made august feel sad :(
