《walking disaster》𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 - let's go to the beach, bitch!
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❛ let's go to the beach, bitch! ❜
"Okay, don't open your eyes."
Hestia held in a snort as Bucky, Sam, Sarah and Sam's two nephews held onto her in order not to fall.
"Hestia, I swear if you're taking us to a death pit-" Sam threatened playfully.
Hestia scoffed. "Sarah and the kids are with us. I actually like them."
"Hey!" Bucky whined. "You have to like me, I'm your boyfriend."
"I guess." Hestia said with a playful smile as she finally stopped in her tracks. "Okay, take the blindfolds off."
The five quickly took their blindfolds off, their mouths hanging open a little in shock.
"You asked us here to show off you plane?" Sam raised an eyebrow.
Hestia rolled her eyes. "Dude, I'm taking you guys to Hawaii."
They all froze as Hestia smirked and walked towards her plane, looking back at them with a teasing smile. "You guys coming?"
"Are you serious?" Sam spluttered out. "We don't have bags, we don't have reservations, we don't-"
"Sam, take a chill pill and relax." Hestia waved him off as they walked up the stairs that lead inside the plane. "I dealt with everything. Also, say hi to Albert!"
The five looked where Hestia pointed where an older man was preparing for takeoff. He sent them all a big grin.
"Hestia, are you sure?" Sarah started as Jim and Jody - Sam's nephews - explored the place. "We don't have to-"
Hestia put her hands on Sarah's shoulders, causing her to stop talking. "Sarah, I'm doing this because I want to and we deserve it. Besides, I'm not gonna just waste the plane."
Sarah smiled as she took a seat and got comfortable, Jim and Jody following after they hugged Hestia and gave her big grins.
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Sam sat opposite of Sarah as he started talking to her as Bucky and Hestia sat down in the far end, seeing as if was a more secluded area. The plane took off not long after and everyone either talked or was on their phone.
Bucky and Hestia sat opposite of eachother before he sighed. "Doll." Hestia looked up from her phone as Bucky patted his lap slightly. She rolled her eyes but got off of her own chair and sat on his lap, putting her arms around his neck.
"That was nice of you, what you did." Bucky sighed happily, brushing some strands of hair from her face. "I still can't believe you did this."
Hestia smiled. "What can I say, Zemo didn't give me a plane for nothing."
Bucky groaned, burying his face in her neck. Since she got the plane, Hestia brought it up at every conversation. He was confused as to how the whole planet didn't know Hestia got a plane.
"Now, now, Buck." Hestia teased, running a hand through his now longer hair. "No need o be jealous."
Bucky's head shot up, his eyebrows furrowed playfully. "I'm not jealous."
Hestia hummed as she leaned forward, connecting her lips with his. Bucky smiled into the kiss as his hands went lower and squeezed her hips. Hestia pulled back, her breathing heavy when her phone started ringing.
"Ignore it." Bucky groaned as Hestia looked down at her phone.
"Sorry Buck, I gotta take this." she kissed his cheek quickly as she got up and went into the bathroom, answering her phone.
"Wanda?"
"Hey." Wanda breathed out from the other side of the phone. Ever since the world she created was destroyed and Wanda was left alone, she called Hestia. When she lost control of her powers or when it was all simply too much, she called Hestia.
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"Hey, Wanda, how are you?" Hestia asked gently.
"I'm good, was just feeling alone."
Hestia closed her eyes slightly and leaned her head back on the wall. "Do you still live in the mountains? Where you showed me?"
"Yes?" came Wanda's confused answer.
Hestia grinned. "I'll see you. Love you!"
She closed the phone before Wanda could respond and got out of the bathroom, passing the others as she reached Albert.
"Hey Albert, can we take a small detour?"
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Hestia walked down the stairs, Wanda's small cabin coming into view. Wanda was on the steps, her arms crossed slightly as she looked at Hestia. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm taking you to Hawaii." Hestia grinned as she raised her eyebrows and gestured to her plane.
Wanda shook her head. "I can't go out there, they're all scared of me.
Hestia smiled gently at her. "They're scared because they don't understand. But make them understand, Wanda. Show them the person I know, who likes paprika way too much and who could dance all day long. Show them the real Wanda Maximoff."
Wanda sighed before she walked forward and hugged Hestia tightly. "I missed you."
"I missed you too, red." Hestia smiled. "Now come on, we can get you some clothes when we get there."
When the seven of them finally arrived in Hawaii, they all had the time of their lives. From Sam being bitten by a crab their first day there to Bucky overheating his arm and the others trying to cook bacon on it.
Hestia made sure Wanda felt safe first, because she knew how much she lost and she loved the girl like a sister. She was her family.
From water ballon fights to jellyfish attacks, the seven had the time of their lives.
And that's what being a family meant, finding happines in even the smallest of things and in this case, the biggest things - because Hawaii was pretty big.
And Hestia made sure that the whole trip, she spoke about her beloved plane almost daily.
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this is pretty short but its literally 1 am and im so fucking tired and i have two tests tomorrow that i haven't studied for so yay, go me :))
also, found these gifs on tumblr.
idk if you can see what they say
but they're quotes from mincing
mockingbird and i found them funny
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