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girls' night - wanda maximoff

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"Don't forget the ice cream!" Wanda called from your joint bedroom.

"What's all this for?" a masculine voice asked, with a thick Sokovian accent.

"Girls' night," you grabbed the frozen treat for the top shelf of the freezer.

Pietro looked you up and down, an eyebrow quirking up in confusion. He just nodded slowly, before backing away. You rolled your eyes playfully, and returned to Wanda. Her eyes lit up when she saw you holding chocolate chip ice cream.

"It's about time," she huffed, taking a tub for herself. "What shall we do?"

"A mo-"

"[Y/N], Wanda, you are needed in the living room," FRIDAY interrupted you.

"So much for girls' night," you groaned and rolled off the bed. "Here we go."

The two of you dragged your feet into the living room. Suddenly you weren't upset about girls' night anymore when Natasha was in her suit and talking with Steve urgently. She then turned to you and Wanda with a raised brow.

"Suit up, ladies," she said. "Meet at the Quinn Jet."

Wanda and you rushed into the suit room, typing codes into tiny computers that lock in your suit. The two of you looked at each other as your suits materialized around your bodies. Soon, black leather was tight to your body and ready to protect with vibranium woven into the fibers.

You then jogged to the Jet, and it was strange because Nat was the only one there.

"Um, where's everyone else?" Wanda asked, looking around.

"This mission is only for us," Natasha informed cooly, "the women. Then the others will come in later."

You nodded in response to Natasha. This was going to be different. About a minute later, the Quinn Jet was taking off, and shooting in an unknown direction. A hologram of Steve appeared in front of you and Wanda, as you sat on the bench. You smiled to greet him.

"Hello, you two," he waved. "I already gave Nat the mission synopsis so I have to give it to you, now.

"This mission fits the three of you the most because you are women, obviously, but you also work well together. With that being said, your job is to infiltrate a women's shelter in disguise."

"A women's shelter?" you questioned suspiciously. "What's wrong with a women's shelter?"

"Good question," Steve chuckled, a bit nervously. "This isn't a real women's shelter. It's HYDRA's version of a women's shelter."

"Oh god," Wanda sighed, running a hand through her long hair. "Of course it is."

"[Y/N], you'll shape shift to act like Wanda's dog," Steve instructed. "Once Natasha tells you to, you will shift back to being human."

"Why can't I just be human?" you asked.

"It will be suspicious to see two women walk into a women's shelter and HYDRA knows that we know," Steve answered, and you nodded in agreement.

"Good luck, you three," he said before dissolving.

[ 2 HOURS LATER ]

"Don't call me any pet names," you huffed, your ears turning to listen to your surroundings.

"Okay, doggy," Wanda teased as you stepped out of the Quinn Jet in an alley, about a mile from the "shelter".

You growled and Wanda rolled your eyes. "I'll just call you Dusty," she said.

"Better than doggy," you grumbled. After stepping on the sidewalk of a street you were just a dog, and no body would know who you were; an Avenger.

On the way, Wanda rubbed dirt into your brown fur to make your role believable.  It was itchy, but fortunately you wouldn't have to be four-legged for much longer. The short walk was them over when the two of you approached a building with a sign saying "Women's Shelter of Manhattan".

"Women's shelter my ass," Wanda muttered, covering her words with a cough.

All you did was give a slight nod. You could feel all eyes glued to you as you walked by Wanda's side. It did make you uneasy, and you began to walked closer to Wanda.

"Pets aren't allowed, ma'am," a young man spoke to Wanda.

You pinned your ears and Wanda was caught off-guard. A part of you felt that they knew.

"I can't just leave her here," Wanda told him, but the young man just shook his head.

Wanda looked at you, and walked inside. She knew that you would figure somthing out, because you always did. So, you ran down the block and into the same alley. Unfortunately, the young man followed you.

"Come here, doggy," he cooed, but you weren't going to fall for it. Whatever they do to those women, they would figure how to do it to a dog.

"Don't. Call. Me. Doggy," you growled, and bared your teeth before lunging at him.

He stumbled back and sprinted away, spitting German into his walkie-talkie. Within seconds you morphed into a fly, and zoomed back to the shelter.

There was already chaos, as "volunteers" were shutting down the shelter, but you were able to fly in and find Wanda.

"On your shoulder," you whispered, and Wanda nodded. "What now?"

"We're being led to what I think is where they do the bad things," she told you in a very, very low voice.

Natasha's voice came over the comms, "do it,now. I'll lead out the civilians."

Wanda's street clothes materialized into the leather suit, sporting the Avengers 'A' on the shoulder. You were no longer a fly, and you matched Wanda's suit.

"Let's make it a girls' night," you said, raising a brow in Wanda's direction.

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