Baby Witch| Baby Wanda Maximoff

Bath Time

Natasha's POV

"Ohh he's dead." Rhode whispers. "Omg yeah." Sam replies. "Totally." Steve nodded. "Should we start planning a funeral?" Bruce asks. "Eh. to the beloved Mr.Stark who died by the beloved Pepper." Bucky states formally. The guys just snickers.

Oh my god. Boys

"uh oh." Wanda's small voice says. I look down at Wanda and realized she spilled her milk on herself, we didn't have any sippy cups.

Clint moves her plate and utensils and hands them to Bruce who begins to put everyone's dish in the sink. "I'll get the napkins." Steve exclaims. "I'll get the rags." Bucky says. Sam and Rhode start moving the chairs so it's easier to clean the floors.

"Okay I think it's time for bath time." I say and carefully lift Wanda.

"I sowwy 'asha. It was accident. pwease no be mad." Wanda sobs, my heart breaks at the sound of her voice. "Shh honey, I'm not mad. It was just an accident." I say gently. "no no i sowwy. no be mad. no hit no hit. " She whispers. Everyone freezes. Her cries make my heart clench.

"Sweetie it's okay, no ones mad." I say softly with sad eyes, gently rubbing small circles on her back. "yous mad. i-i spwil da milk." She whimpered. "Wanda, no ones mad at you. Everyone makes mistakes." Clint's voice was heard. "Yeah did you hear about that time when Clint left the stove on and the kitchen lit on fire." Sam says trying to consult Wanda. "Oh yeah? How about that first time Scott beat your butt?" Clint smirked. Sam gasp. "You saw that?" "I got eyes everywhere Wilson." Clint smirks. Them arguing got out a giggle from Wanda which turned to a hiccup.

"What their saying, is that it's not your fault. No ones blaming you kid." Bucky says interrupting Sam and Clint's argument. "w-weally?" Wanda hiccups. "Yes Wanda nobody's mad." Steve replies. "b-but hyra hit when I bad, say I no good girl." Wanda whimpers. We all look at Bucky who just winces. "малышка, no ones gonna hurt you here. We all love you and whoever does something bad to you, we will make sure that they will never see a day of light again." I kiss her tear stained cheek as she hugs me.

"Come on why don't you go with Clint as I go get your clothes?" I ask. She slowly nods and Clint takes her out of my arms.

"Hey Natasha, do you think after you give her a bath you bring down to my lab so I can give her a check up?" Bruce ask. "Of course, I'll bring her down shortly." I nod. "Why don't you bring her to the bath Clint? I'll get her clothes." I suggest. "Yeah I'll bring her." He replies.

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Clint POV

I'm too shocked for words. Wanda is such a small and delicate lil thing. She's like glass so fragile, one wrong move and she'll break.

I take a look at Wanda on my shoulder and realize she falling asleep. Geez how long did she sleep last night? Probably just a couple of hours. It's 8:34 am right now.

I gently rub her back as I walk to the bathroom. "Sweetie, don't fall asleep just yet. You still have to take a bath." "sweepy" Wanda mutters. Aww all that crying must've made her exhausted.

"Okay why don't you rest until Nat comes back with your clothes." I suggest. The only reply I get is a small snore. I chuckle. Sounds like teenage Wanda.

Her arms are loosely rapped around, her neck rests on my shoulder and her small frame wrapped around mine, making her wet clothes damp my clothes.