"Hey Spade. I almost didn't recognize you; have you been seeing a Cross Fit trainer? Got some extensions for your hair?" said the red-head walking closer. Spade turned to face her completely and almost startled her when Natasha caught sight of her eyes. "Woah! Is that what happened to you at S.H.E.I.L.D.?"
"Natasha Romanoff, you know full well that that job was going to kill me one day," Spade turned away again and looked over the horizon, "I just wish it would kill me now..." she mumbled. Suddenly, Natasha grabbed her hand and started dragging her away from the edge and back inside. "Nat what are you-?"
"I'm making sure you don't get angsty; you're something with saving. Now come on, I haven't seen you in a while and I want to catch up," the Russian said as she opened the door to the roof access and too her friend down into the building.
▶Time Skip ⏩
"So let me get this straight," said the red head, "you are the daughter of a faerie queen, therefore making you a faerie and the heir to the throne, of a world full of mythical beings from Irish and Scottish folklore?" The two were inside the building, revealed to be a dance studio that the two of dance at, sitting in the corner if the snack bar for privacy."Supposedly. I just found out about everything today. But you remember the voices in my head that I told you about?" Spade clarified as Natasha nodded, "Those voices were the previous queens of what they call 'the Moors'; like you said, the land of Scottish and Irish creatures. They told me all that they could, that they couldn't speak to me beforehand because I wasn't in my fae form," she indicated to herself, meaning the long hair and legs.
"What about the eyes? I know mythology pretty well I don't know any faerie or creature with heterochromic eyes," Natasha said to her friend next to her. Spade's face darkened a bit.
"I don't know, the queens haven't said anything about it. They only told me who I am and where I'm from, and that I need to protect both of my worlds from the 'buillí*', whatever that means," Spade shrugged, her Irish and Scottish sounding perfect when she spoke. Natasha nodded in understanding but noticed the brunettes darkened mood.
"But something else is bothering you though. It has something to do with Tony because you refused to call him your brother; so what's wrong?" the Russian said in a low voice. Spade went to answer but a server came by and brought them their ordered drinks; the two girls smiled at him before taking a drink.
"I'm adopted," she said bluntly after taking a sip. Natasha nearly choked on her smoothie. "Tony kept that secret from me my whole life; I refuse to trust him. But he doesn't need to care about me, now that he's told me. The bastard didn't even send a search party to look for me," Spade said while taking another swig of her cappuccino. Natasha said nothing for a bit."What are you going to do now?" she asked. Space sighed quietly as she tucked a strand of hair behind her pointed ears.
"I'm going to try to clear my head first. Any suggestions?" said the fae. Natasha shook her head and indicated to the building around then.
"This is a dance studio, isn't it? Go dance!" she said passing Spade off of her chair and leading her to an empty room. "Just pick a song and dance your heart out," said Natasha taking out her phone and connecting it to the rooms speakers. Space thought for a minute before smiling and picking a song.
(A/N keep in mind that she is still wearing her outfit from chapter four)
She finished with a breathless smile. "I'm going to be honest, I hate that song, but I think you give it a good name," Natasha said after a little clapping. "But why did you choose that song? What did this mean to you?" she asked. Spade thought for a minute.
"I don't trust someone, but I can survive it but-" she stopped suddenly when she came to realize, "aaaaahhh I see what you did there! You did me a learn," Spade breathed out a laugh.
"Well as your mentor, it is my job to teach you to look at your problem and admit to it." Natasha hugged the brown haired woman, "and you're my friend." Spade laughed and tried to gently and playfully punch the red head but ended up sending her to the other side of the room.
"Oh my God! I am soooo sorry! I'm still not getting used to my face strength and flexibility," said the fae, helping up the human.
"It's alright. It feels good to be punched for real every little one in a while," Natasha rubbed her head but still smiled. "Hey, you want to do another dance? Just to make you feel better?" she said.
Spade shrugged. "Sure. Why not?" she said as she walked over to Nat's phone and picked a song.
The two ended the dance but looked at each other in shock. Natasha spoke first.
"You did that perfectly.""I know," said Spade, shocked as well.
"You've never got it that far before."
"I know."
"DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?!" Natasha soon Spade's shoulders in excitement.
"WE CAN DO BODY CRY!" the two girls died at the same time. Natasha changed the song as Spade stood in front of the mirror and got herself ready.
They finished the second dance with beaming smiles. But before they could speak, the two heard clapping. They turned towards the door and saw a girl standing there. She bowed briefly to Spade.
"Greetings, Majesty-" she started to say with her high voice before Natasha interrupted her.
"Woah! Who are you?" asked the red head.
"Who are you?" she asked back.
"Who are you?!" Spade said to the orange and green haired girl.
Songs Used
- Body Cry by Slumberjack
- Elastic Heart by Sia
- I Want You Back (remix) by the Jackson 5
- Aaron Burr, Sir from the Hamilton musical
- Something Worth Saving by Gavin DeGraw*Buillí translates to "beast" in Scottish
A/N
The image in the text is what the girl who bowed to Spade looks like. She is portrayed by Sphene, from the Land of the Lustrous anime. The one on top is one I created myself. Hope you enjoyed this chapter and the chapters to come.
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