Anything for you, [she says softly, laughing as she curls closer. And she really does means it. Unfortunately, her stomach chooses this exact moment to betray her and growl. Wanda huffs and makes a face, only reluctantly disentangling herself from him. She knows he's right, but it doesn't make it any easier to release him.
Her own clothes are strewn about the floor where they'd fallen last night and, quite frankly, Wanda's not in the mood to immediately put on a corset. She calls the chemise to her with her magic, gives it an appraising look, and pulls it over her head. Loki's got the right idea, and she's seen many leading ladies swanning around in robes far more extravagant than what Loki's conjured up. But what Wanda creates for herself is somewhere in between - it's a long black robe with flowing sleeves over a simple nightgown that gives a more than generous view of her cleavage. But there's no embroidery or feathers or any ornamentation at all beyond the decorative clasp under the bust.
She'll return it to its original form later but this feels more appropriate. It's a lot better than trying to wrangle herself into a real dress at least.]
I might be able to make pancakes and eggs. If I can stand.
[It's clearly a joke, but she does still feel kind of melted.]
omg sorry!!!
Her own clothes are strewn about the floor where they'd fallen last night and, quite frankly, Wanda's not in the mood to immediately put on a corset. She calls the chemise to her with her magic, gives it an appraising look, and pulls it over her head. Loki's got the right idea, and she's seen many leading ladies swanning around in robes far more extravagant than what Loki's conjured up. But what Wanda creates for herself is somewhere in between - it's a long black robe with flowing sleeves over a simple nightgown that gives a more than generous view of her cleavage. But there's no embroidery or feathers or any ornamentation at all beyond the decorative clasp under the bust.
She'll return it to its original form later but this feels more appropriate. It's a lot better than trying to wrangle herself into a real dress at least.]
I might be able to make pancakes and eggs. If I can stand.
[It's clearly a joke, but she does still feel kind of melted.]