Dear Future Mom and Dad,
My name is Henry. I am ten years old. I was born July 18, 2013. I like to look out my window and see an Avenger (preferably Ant-Man or Wasp) saving the day. I want to be like Wasp. I sketched out a whole costume for myself. I would call myself Stinger. If it is Ant-Man or Wasp reading this, you guys are SO COOL!
Love,
Henry
I give the letter to them and run off as fast as I can. I close my door and flip through my Stinger Sketchbook. It would be so cool if that was Ant-Man and Wasp. This could be the day. The day I finally get adopted! They walk in. "Kid," the man says. "We are Ant-Man and Wasp." I can't stop myself from squealing. "And you are officially my stepbrother," a girl says. She has brown hair and blue eyes. "I'm Cassie."
"I'm Henry," I say. Wasp-no, Mom-is looking through my Stinger Sketchbook. "This is really good," she says.
"Really?" I ask.
"Yeah. We could have Peter or Shuri help build this."
I throw my arms around her neck. "You're my hero."
She smiles. "And you're my son."
YOU ARE READING
Marvel Ship Oneshots
FanfictionJust some fluffy oneshots of my (practically fifty million) Marvel OTPs. I will take requests. Some may be short, I'm warning you.
