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[margenes]

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[redchaos]

Stole the words right from my mouth.

[One of them had to be the artist. Wanda is actually intrigued, scooting up beside him and resting her head on his shoulder to watch, careful not to jostle him and ruin his drawing.]

You haven't seen Courage in forever. How did you get that so good?

[margenes]

[well, it seems like the discourse is easy to put behind him now that he's In The Zone. and it's nice, too, when wanda scoots up close, glued to him, to watch him work on the drawing.]

It is just shapes. Circles and more circles, triangle for the nose, [he's pointing with the marker's tip] and then the details. It is hard to forget.

[he grabs the pink marker to start coloring in, even if the pink shade is more like highlighter pink.]

And I am inspired to prove you wrong.

[redchaos]

[It was great until he used the wrong color. But Wanda likes hearing him talk about this stupid little drawing, and it's probably obvious in the way she cuddles up closer.

She misses being little, watching television with her family. Her only concern was picking something Pietro wouldn't throw too much of a fit over.]

This looks like Courage's sister, now.

[margenes]

He does not have a sister—

[and then he realizes that she's basically giving him shit for the whole pink dog color thing. he grumbles under his breath, something like ha ha, and continues finishing his coloring of the drawing (because he is now committed to it).

then, since his sister drew "him", pietro is going to return the favor, but by making a better drawing of her face.]

He will always be pink to me.

[redchaos]

[Is this how she gets him to keep still? Hmm. Wanda watches the marker on the paper.]

It's a shame that you're colorblind, but you should draw me pictures of what you see when you run. Queen Clarice and her babies would be cute.

[margenes]

I do not think you deserve to see Queen Clarice and her cubs.

[a small nose for wanda, then her eyes—almond-shaped, gentle—her cheekbones, her hair.]

Having a camera would be easier.

[he grabs at one of the purple markers she apparated and starts shading her hair with it. :)]

[redchaos]

[It was so cute until he RUINED it with the wrong color.]

You're very rude for someone who clearly needs to see an eye doctor.

[She pokes his side, under his ribs. The soft, vulnerable bits.]

[margenes]

[artistic freedom!!! he flicks at her nose in trying to defend himself from the tickle attack (which isn't so much an attack, really).]

Then give me real colors! I can only do so much with dumb highlighter quality markers and purple.

[redchaos]

[There's a small squeak from her as her nose is assaulted. Rude. He's just rude.]

Ask nicely!

this whole thread 😂

[margenes]

[he asked nicely, initially! what he does is, pretty suddenly, fall flat back on the bed, lips downturned, shaking his head despite still holding the art pad and marker.

nope. you can't make him.

(hilariously, they may as well be making the same pouty face.)]

INFANTS also dw please give me notifs omg

[redchaos]

You're only hurting yourself. No real colors for Pietro, then.

[Behind her back, she flicks her fingers.

His bedding, whenever he manages to return to his room, is now purple :) ]

me losing notifs too nooo

[margenes]

[his room? what are you talking about? this is his room now.]

Come on, Wanda.

[he has no patience to keep this up! he sits up with a start.]

I get colors and I can draw better things.

[redchaos]

Ask nicely and you get colors to draw better things.

[She likes frustrating him. It's part of being a little sister.]

[margenes]

[sighs]

Please.

[that was so! hard!

except,] Oh great Baba Yaga.

lmfaoooooooo

[redchaos]

[She smiles, ready to give him a kiss on his cheek and make those colorful markers appear. Her hand was even poised to magic them into existence!

Instead, she frowns and narrows her eyes at this shithead she loves so much.]

I think I'm going to turn you into a frog.

it always comes back to scary witch in the woods

[margenes]

[he considers that and, without missing a beat:]

I would be the fastest frog.

[redchaos]

And you'd still only have purple markers.

[A speedy little frog would be cute, though. She's tempted. Just a little bit.]

[margenes]

[pietro is quiet and, realizes, that should she turn him into a frog (even in jest in a hypothetical scenario—because she wouldn't, right? right?), she would make him a purple frog just to annoy him.

whatever the case, wanda and her purple supremacy has the upper hand.

sighing, he sits up and leans forward, reaching to hold her hands in his.]

The dog is purple, okay. Can I have some more colors, pretty please?

[redchaos]

Was it that hard?

[His sister is easy to please, especially when it comes with a pretty please and admitting she's been right all along. Wanda leans in to press a kiss to the tip of his nose, and when she leans back, there are a few packs of very colorful markers on Pietro's lap.]

[margenes]

My pride suffers.

[he is happy for the markers, though. he was sure that wanda would eventually make sure that he got what he wanted, but there's probably a lesson here, somewhere.

time to return to his sketch of his sister, now grabbing both a brown and orange marker to color her hair properly.]

It has been a long time since I drew something.

[feels..nice...]

[redchaos]

[She watches him with a small smile, fiddling with the caps of colors he's not using.]

You can have whatever supplies you want. You could try painting. I could give you watercolors, acrylics anything.

[margenes]

I have never tried any of those.

[he colors all the brown and orange, mixing the shades together until he finds a balance he is satisfied with. he uses the orange to shade her face, and promptly presents the art pad to her.]

Just keep it simple. I like markers.

[redchaos]

[They didn't have the luxury of different mediums, growing up. And still her brother is quite the artist, and it really has no right to make Wanda so emotional, seeing his little portrait of her. But it does. Her heart swells in her chest.]

You made me look very pretty.

[She takes the art pad and has to simply hug it to her chest for a moment. It's that, or cry. She's kind of tired of crying.]

You can have whatever you want.

[margenes]

That is because you are, Wanda.

[sometimes, it's hard to remember their parents, but he images she must look just like their mother. he reaches to grab the art pad because hey, thief!

(though he recognizes the emotional weight that comes with this silly little drawing.)]

Could I have the art pad back?

[he could ask for anything, but, really? right now he just wants his sister to be at his side.]

[redchaos]

Are you going to make me enough art for a gallery?

[She smiles at him before handing it over.]