[ they'd ended up back in the midwest after finding another cluster of former widows in that area, trying to finish what they'd started once melina had been able to engineer more of the antidote. it had gone about as well as it could have, and they'd been left with some downtime once the others had been given new ways to hide and pointed in the direction of places that might be able to help. which had lead to their conversation the other day, and it being the time of year it was it hadn't taken long for natasha to spot an advertisement for a local county fair while driving. she'd called yelena on the way to the safe house, barely giving her time to get ready before picking her up to take them both there.
she stops on line to pick up a sheet of tickets, way overpriced for the kind of thrill rides being offered. but that's part of the experience and natasha wants to give her sister the full, real thing after so many years apart. natasha's occasionally sipping from a root beer float that's been served in a cup that's considerably smaller than yelena's soda, but it makes for an amusing challenge given the amount of ice cream that's dangerously close to melting off the side.
once she retrieves the tickets, she heads back towards her, noting the slight tension in the line of her shoulders. but she doesn't whirl around immediately upon hearing natasha approach or abandon her soda for a tucked away weapon, and it warms her to see her inaction. maybe they won't be able to lie low forever or even for much longer, but while they have it it's still something to treasure. ]
Not just for the sake of going. Here, hold this. [ she hands yelena her the sticky remains of what's in her cup so she can tear the sheet of tickets in half and takes it back to hand her the bottom half of them. ]
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she stops on line to pick up a sheet of tickets, way overpriced for the kind of thrill rides being offered. but that's part of the experience and natasha wants to give her sister the full, real thing after so many years apart. natasha's occasionally sipping from a root beer float that's been served in a cup that's considerably smaller than yelena's soda, but it makes for an amusing challenge given the amount of ice cream that's dangerously close to melting off the side.
once she retrieves the tickets, she heads back towards her, noting the slight tension in the line of her shoulders. but she doesn't whirl around immediately upon hearing natasha approach or abandon her soda for a tucked away weapon, and it warms her to see her inaction. maybe they won't be able to lie low forever or even for much longer, but while they have it it's still something to treasure. ]
Not just for the sake of going. Here, hold this. [ she hands yelena her the sticky remains of what's in her cup so she can tear the sheet of tickets in half and takes it back to hand her the bottom half of them. ]