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𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝟴 ━━ AUNTY CAROL!
THE plane finally arrived in the back of Maria Rambeu's house. Fury and Goose already up and ready while Carol and Aella began to wake up. Their fingers still interwoven after their talk. Carol dreading not to let Aella's hand go from hers, she softly nudged the brunette besides her. Aella lifting her head off Carol's as she woke up, her whiskey chestnut eyes boring into Carol's.
"Good afternoon, lovely. You look tired or bored? I can't tell." Carol greeting Aella from her slumber, holding Aella's hand gently.
"Oh, yeah? What are you gonna do about it, Blondie?" Aella lifting Carol and her own interwoven hands closer to her lips, gently caressing Carol's own hand with her thumb before placing a soft kiss on the blonde's skin.
Carol feeling her heart stop at the feeling of Aella's lips on her docile skin. Watching the brunette slowly remove her lips from Carol's hand, she held tighter to Aella's own hand not wanting to let go. Carol's breath catching up to her now regular paced heartbeat.
"Aella... we should get going. Fury is already outside." Not knowing what to say in the intimate moment between the two of them, Carol quickly stands up from the seat she was previously sitting in. Walking quickly to the door entrance, Carol immediately gets stopped by Aella's hand on her wrist.
Stepping closer to the blonde's proximity, Aella brings her hand up to Carol's cheek, almost cupping her face before resting it on her shoulder. "Did I do something wrong?"
Carol vigorously shaking her head, "God, no. Absolutely not. You know that!"
Removing her hands off of Carol, Aella immediately walked towards the door entrance, pausing before heading out. "You say I know that but when I just tried to give you the affection and appreciation you deserve apparently, you brush me off?"
"You make me feel way much more special than I really am." Carol breathing a breath she was holding within herself. "You're a great. . . friend. You really are."
Aella smiling to herself, "Oh, yeah? I'll be awaiting my friendly kiss in the future." Heading out the door, she walks downwards to seeing Maria. Carol blushing furiously as she follows Aella suit out of the plane.
Fixing her composure, Carol steps forward to see a woman working on some type of plan. A little girl running out towards Carol from the model plane of Maria's yard, eagerly hugs the blonde. "Auntie Carol! Everyone said you were dead but we didn't believe them! We knew it all along!" Carol confused by the young girl hugging her, she looks down as the kid slowly removes herself. ". . .You don't remember."
