Window
Title: Window
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Wanda Kaplan, Theresa Altman
Prompt: Table 3/10. Display
Word Count: 287
Rating: PG
Summary: In which there is cleavage.
Author's Notes: AU, obviously. Written for the youngavengers Unofficial Rule 63 Week.
Theresa looked Wanda’s newest costume attempt up and down, then slowly circled her, watching the girl with a critical eye. She took the hem of Wilma’s scarlet cape between her fingers and held it up, fingering the fabric before she let it drop. Theresa pretended to not notice the blush rising to Wanda’s face, keeping her own as still as possible. She could see the blush creeping across Wilma’s chest through the boob window she’d oh-so-thoughtfully added to this latest version of her costume. Sadly, while Wanda did have a pair of very nice breasts, they weren’t the kind of breasts that looked good in a boob window. “Nice cape,” she said, still trying to come up with a good way to explain how the boob window wasn’t really working. “The rest of it… Well, I really like the pants.”
Wanda wrapped her cape around her arm and tried to twist around to see her own ass. “Yeah, but no one’s gonna be able to see it with the cape, and I love the cape,” she said.
“Yeah.”
The cape had been in every version of the costume that Wanda had tried so far. Wanda looked down at her chest and made a distressed noise when she noticed the blotchy blush that had spread across her skin. “Oh God this is so not working.”
“Maybe a breast plate?” Theresa suggested as Wanda pulled the cape around her in an effort to conceal the blush.
Fandom: Young Avengers
Characters: Wanda Kaplan, Theresa Altman
Prompt: Table 3/10. Display
Word Count: 287
Rating: PG
Summary: In which there is cleavage.
Author's Notes: AU, obviously. Written for the youngavengers Unofficial Rule 63 Week.
Theresa looked Wanda’s newest costume attempt up and down, then slowly circled her, watching the girl with a critical eye. She took the hem of Wilma’s scarlet cape between her fingers and held it up, fingering the fabric before she let it drop. Theresa pretended to not notice the blush rising to Wanda’s face, keeping her own as still as possible. She could see the blush creeping across Wilma’s chest through the boob window she’d oh-so-thoughtfully added to this latest version of her costume. Sadly, while Wanda did have a pair of very nice breasts, they weren’t the kind of breasts that looked good in a boob window. “Nice cape,” she said, still trying to come up with a good way to explain how the boob window wasn’t really working. “The rest of it… Well, I really like the pants.”
Wanda wrapped her cape around her arm and tried to twist around to see her own ass. “Yeah, but no one’s gonna be able to see it with the cape, and I love the cape,” she said.
“Yeah.”
The cape had been in every version of the costume that Wanda had tried so far. Wanda looked down at her chest and made a distressed noise when she noticed the blotchy blush that had spread across her skin. “Oh God this is so not working.”
“Maybe a breast plate?” Theresa suggested as Wanda pulled the cape around her in an effort to conceal the blush.