Ana came barging in her pajamas. "I am gonna murder you." glaring at Morgan.
Morgan merely shrugged and tossed her an outfit, "Put this on."
Ana examines the outfit; it was an all black long sleeved romper with an American flag in the back. Ana cringed, she knew exactly what this outfit is, this is her- Black Widow and Captain America combined. Ana stares at her sister and puts the bag she was carrying down and runs to the restroom to change. Emerging moments later, "I assume you've got some tacky shoes to match."
Morgan hands her sister a pair of red thigh high boots with five inch heels.
Ana sitsvon the floor, puts on the boots, and stands up. "I had to ask."
Morgan shakes her head, "Well, since you're late... Uncle Bruce and I had fixed the machine... now, we have a 90% chance of surviving."
"Good." Ana nodded.
"Are you two ready?" Hulk asked.
"Yes." Ana nodded.
Morgan put on her Ironman mask and said, "Ready."
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Widow's Shield
FanfictionYears after the death of Natasha Romanoff, a 21 year old Ana Stark comes looking for answers. Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing except Ana Stark.
