Wanda stepped out of the nursery, looking up and down the hallway to make sure no demons would attack her. She then walked out. The house looks like her house in Westview, the sky outside is bright and everything seems to be normal. Feeling hopeful that she might find her boys here and she finally can be what she wanted to be. A mother.
But she push those thoughts away, no way that she will get what she wants, she is a monster that deserves no love. She then look up at the photographs on the walls.
‘Is that me?’ She looked at the picture. No doubt she is staring at an alternate self but this Wanda of this universe is really strange. This photo shows Wanda stepping out of a kiddie pool, her wet bum to the camera as she had floated on and she was laughing. Wanda has never remembered the last time she was smiling that bright. She look to another photo to see the same Wanda in a high chair celebrating her birthday. A party hat on her head and a huge thick diaper on her as she has cake smeared over her mouth and bib.
‘So this must be the Wanda of this world’ Wanda held her mouth. Fearing that she has somehow taken over her life, but what kind of life is this where she seem to be a giant baby.
Knowing she might be in trouble if she stays Wanda turn yo walk down the stairs when a voice called to her. ‘There is my little girl’ Wanda froze. Tears falling down as she recognised that voice. She turn to see her mother, the one she lost long ago beaming at her. ‘What are you doing wearing these clothes?’ Her Mama said looking as she touch the red band on her head, ‘and did you use mamas eyeliner?’
‘Mama?’ Said Wanda. In that moment she felt like a little girl again.
Mama look and felt her crotch. ‘No diaper, did Petro trick you into taking it off? I swear that boy is too immature for his age’
‘Petro is alive?’ Before she could asked more, Mama grabbed Wanda by her armpits and picked her up. Wanda wrapped her legs around her mamas waist as she was carried away. Not caring that it looks embarrassing, the scary and all powerful Scarlet Witch being carried away like an infant. Mama kept on talking but Wanda rest her head on her shoulder, breathing in the usual smell like back when she was a child. She missed her mama so much.
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