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Tony was out walking, avoiding responsibilities, and a bit tipsy being that it was almost mid evening. He passed Wanda and couldn’t help but burst out laughing as the dog jumped on a passerby. “Looks like you could use “Dogs for Dummies” right about now.”

Wanda gave a small smile as she looked up at Tony. She nodded slightly and rested a hand on Stranger. "I guess I could." The conversation fell quiet before she gave him a sly grin. " So, how's your wonderful dog?"

richard--grayson

It was only a few minutes after four, which meant that he still had ample time to get a cup of coffee before he had to meet up with Babs. As he was walking, he was surprised when a dog had leaped up and pounced on him. A woman was in pursuit of the dog — the dog’s owner, he figured. Though, he wasn’t quite sure as to why she was telling Dick to get down. Moments after, he gathered that she was talking to dog and not him. He leaned down, and he scratched the back of the dog’s ear. “Hello, Stranger.” Dick had glanced up at the owner, giving her a small smile. “Hi, stranger.” 

Wanda felt terrible as Stranger continued to press against the young man. But as the man gave Stranger the attention he was apparently craving, her heart rate slowed. Maybe the man wouldn't freak out with the attack of her dog. She gave a smile as the actual stranger in front of her kindly greeted her. "Hi." She looked down at her rambunctious dog, "I'm so sorry about him. I really need to keep him on a tighter leash." 

Wanda looked at the man before apologizing for Stranger.  "I apologize a thousand times on behalf of him." Wanda wasn't sure what type of man Stranger had run into. For all she knew, he could be a crazy man who would be furious with her dog and demand for him to be executed. "He gets really excited around new people." She looked at Stranger, a small smile on her lips. "He's.." Wanda paused, unsure what to say about her and Pietro's dog. "He's quite the character."

“Good boy.” Offering the dog a small smile and a soft pat on the head, he turned to his owner, almost forgetting she was there. He shook his head and flashed the same small reserved smile at her before dusting his suit off; he knew he often came off intimidating and more often than not, he did it to intentionally keep people at arms length but even he was sensible enough to know when to put the walls down, even just a bit. “I’m fine. You have a smart dog.” 

Have you seen a doctor? You should probably get your face looked at. If you don't get your nose fixed, it won't set properly. 

Aww yeah, m’fine, ‘cept this tape around my nose. Thanks for your concern though! It’s sweet.

Oh, my heavens! Are you alright? 

Welp. I think my nose is broken. It’s like muggers don’t appreciate the value of my beautiful face!

Wanda felt terrible as Stranger barreled into the finely dressed man. He dressed nicely and had an air of importance to him, and as Stranger ran up to him and place his paws onto him, she knew his pressed suit would soon be wrinkled. As the man spoke firmly, Wanda couldn't help but stare at him in a bit of shock. Stranger had listened. It wasn't that he was a bad dog, he usually didn't listen to her when strangers were around, hence his name.

"I'm so sorry!" Wanda directed her eyes to his face, "A-Are you alright?"

Bruce was content to mind his own business, enjoying the numbing hum and buzz of the street noise until a dog came in his line of view and decided to jump up on him, laying its paws on his fine suit. Looking down at the unrelenting canine and then up to its owner, slightly confused with who she was speaking to until it made more sense it was directed towards the dog than to him.

“Sit, Stranger.”  With a firm voice and a steady hand, he stared down the dog until it relented.

Wanda gave a small smile, which looked more like a grimace at Harley's comment. She quickly pushed the look away and straightened her back and ran a hand through her hair. "I don't know... He's always been this way." Wanda looked down at Stranger. "My brother and I think he behaves this way because of something that happened before we adopted him."

She shrugged, “It’s fine, I think this might be the one time I don’t mind you running into me.” She smiled back down at the dog who was surprisingly very adorable. “You know what they say about powerful dogs though, they just need a good owner or trainer really.”

Wanda smiled, shaking her head. "I'm more of a dog person, but I do want a cat." The brunette paused, thinking it over. "Although, I'm not sure how well my brother would react to one." Wanda rested a hand on Stranger's back. "He." Wanda confirmed before referring back to his question. "I'm not quite sure, my brother and I adopted him from a shelter"

“Well, I mean, that’s to be expected. But I had you pegged as more of a cat person.” His attention still more or less devoted to the dog, he spared a moment to look up at it’s owner. “So what kinda dog is he? Or, uh, she?”

Wanda hadn't realized exactly who Stranger was visiting until it was too late. Wanda had been more focused on getting Stranger under control than who they were running into. But looking towards the blonde, she inhaled trying to to keep from snapping... or crying. "I'm so sorry about this." She disregard Harley's comment. "He can be quite powerful, sometimes."

"What the-" Harley’s line of sight left her phone and went down to the dog before her. A light grin started to form and she leaned down to pet the dog. "Hello," She cooed happily to the four legged creature before her. "It’s such a shame though. Dogs are usually wonderful judges of character." Harley looked up and tilted her head slightly, "I guess even they make mistakes sometimes though."

Wanda smiled up at Steve. She slowly relaxed Stranger's leash as he calmed down with the affection from Steve. "There's a lot you don't know about me." Wanda pushed a lock of brown hair behind her ear. "I have to agree. It's great seeing you again, Steve." 

“I didn’t know you had a dog." Steve flashed a smile at Wanda as he knelt down to scratch the animal between the ears. "And it’s good to see you again.”

"Stranger, no!" Wanda commanded while her dog on his leash continued to jump onto Wanda's companion. "Stranger, get down." Wanda spoke sternly, trying to pull her dog away. 

My life is unrecognizable compared to what it was - ‘Game of Thrones’ has opened doors that were never there before. But it can be dangerous to see it in those terms, I think. It’s best to take it as it comes and work as hard as you can, and hopefully the other things fall into place.

Texts | | Wanda

Jack: Yes, it actually is.

Jack: They were all out safely before the rodents burnt to a crisp.

Wanda: How?!?

Wanda: I'm going to be upset if any rabbits died.

Texts | | Wanda

Jack: ....... Did I?

Jack: hahahhahaha

Wanda: It's not funny.

Wanda: Children's lives were at stake.

Texts | | Wanda

Jack: Both, most likely.

Wanda: -.-

Wanda: You almost gave me a heart attack.

Texts | | Wanda

Jack: Now now, it was simply a misunderstanding.

Wanda: Or lack of clarification.

Texts | | Wanda

Jack: Oh I'm sorry---

Jack: I meant the rodents that were infesting the basement.

[Two minutes later]

Jack: Did you think I meant the orphans? Oh you sweet and innocent creature.

Wanda: You're a terrible person!

Wanda: Of course I thought you meant the orphans!