Witches - Darcy Lewis/Wanda Maximoff
for @aliitvodeson 231 words Rated T Maybe we can help each other, what are you asking for in return?
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“Maybe we can help each other, what do you ask for in return?” Darcy’s eyebrows raised and Wanda got lost in her eyes for a long moment before realizing that she was supposed to say something here.
“Oh, um... I guess it...” Wanda blushed and grinned for a long moment. “Let me start over.”
“No, you’re good right where you are,” Darcy said, propping her elbow on the table and supporting her head as she leaned closer. “You don’t have to answer right now.”
“Anything that keeps us working together is fine with me,” she said without thinking, and that got a giggle out of Darcy.
“You know, I wasn’t expecting you to be so blunt, but I’m not complaining.”
Oh good...
“Now, what was the thing you needed help with?” Darcy asked. Wanda blanked.
“Didn’t I say it before?” she asked.
“I mean yeah, but you just said you needed help with something only a kitchen witch could help with...”
Wanda thought hard and her eyes widened when she remembered. “Drinks! I need something to keep everyone calm at my next dinner party!”
“I can help with that,” Darcy grinned. “And while I’m doing that, I can think of something you can help me with. Sound good?”
“So good,” Wanda giggled. “I mean... that would work. Yes. It would.”
Darcy winked and swept from the table over to her pantry.










