therealladydeadpool:

totallyworksforthesmithsonian:

therealladydeadpool:

totallyworksforthesmithsonian:

*hums softly sipping on her white chocolate mocha waiting for Wanda and just people watching…rolling her eyes at the near by Sorority girls…if Annie heard “omg” one more time she was going to scream*

The door to the diner-styled coffee shop swung open as Wanda practically strutted into the cafe, causing a few men and most of the woman to turn around, she shot a look of disgust at the cluster of teenage girls her were mouthing “O.M.G” to each other.

Wanda caught sight of Annie and waved at her eagerly before leaning over the table to throw her arms around her “Hey babe!” she grinned at her friend “Good to see you again, how are you?” Wanda shrugged her leather jacket off her shoulders before lipping into the chair opposite Annie. A waitress hurried over to Wanda, she ordered a expresso before fluttering her hand, airily dismissing the waitress.

*snickers at the girl quickly leaving* I’m doing okay today. Work was a little stressful but then I maybe taking that new job as go between my current job and the one I accidentally stepped on their toes during the las job. *shrugs*

*hands over a package* Here you go my dear, I brought everyone back candy. Clint will probably on a sugar rush for weeks.

Wanda laughs as she glances at the girls then back at Annie “Ohhh you didn’t have to do that!” she took the box and stared at it happily “Thanks hun. You know chocolate goes straight to my ass right?” she laughs, placing the box in her handbag. 

Her expresso arrived moments later, Wanda clasped her hands round the mug, letting the warmth run over her smooth skin “So works pretty hectic? how could you be stepping on peoples toes? you’re like the best in the business” Wanda shook her head in disbelief of other agent’s idiocy as she took a sip of her drink “I got that a lot with SHIELD so freelance is definitely easier, but it’s sooo quiet” she leaned closer over the table “most of the time I’m just stuck at home with Mycroft, Kyle has more of a life than me” 

*waves her off* Please, you get twenty of the those boxes and be just fine. Or make Kyle do the same I told Clint. He complained about his uniform getting tight between the candy and the cupcakes. I said we’ll just have to put more effort into working out. *wiggles her eyebrows smirking*

Well, I was going to talk to this wait staff member at this wedding about some issue with their government planning something bad. Yeah, that part turns out to be true, except that their government wasn’t of this planet. The wedding was apparently a U.N.I.T. wedding, there really were two officers getting married but they also wanted a reason to talk to my contact. So now after extra training I maybe working as a go between with the CIA and U.N.I.T. *nods* So lots and lots of paperwork.