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[Okay, kidnappings on top of kidnappings? Seriously? To say that wasn't cool would definitely be the understatement of the year. One she wasn't going to touch with a ten foot pole. It would, she told herself as she trekked from the edge woods to her building, be best to just forget the whole matter. Maybe pretend that the past month was just something out of a crazy, deranged nightmare.

Because, holy shit, had she really been dating Clint Barton?!? God, was it too much to just wish it was all a dream? But no. Those stupid purple wings had been there when she had woken up in the woods (again!). And plucking a feather from the wings had hurt far too much.

First stop, shower. Second stop, Billy and Teddy's apartment to play the good friend card and announce her return in person. Thirdly? Something - anything - to blow off some steam.

Later that day, Kate can be found at the Battledome shooting arrow after arrow at stationary targets. And missing every time. When she's finally had enough, she makes her way over to the coffee shop. It's there that she takes out the journal and begins to talk:]

Someone tell me they've considered revolting. Because I'm starting to get really tired of this place and our damned keepers. Y'know, I don't care if I'm preaching to the choir, but shifts seriously suck. Actually, everything here kind of sucks right now.

How long do these kidnapping effects last anyway?

[Because not hitting the target from five feet away? She hasn't been that bad since she was a child. Forget about the fact that maybe, just maybe, she shouldn't have met those robots that came for her with explosive arrows. Call it habit. Or something.]

Actually, forget that. If it's more than a day, I really don't want to know right now. Someone want to go dancing tonight?

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[Somehow, almost miraculously, she manages to stop herself before saying "You're the reality warper."

Instead, Kate answers:]

They've got enough stuff in that item's shop to make a hoarder proud. I don't see why not.

... I feel like this is-- a project... or something... that should be done. Seizure-causing-dances are... well within our abilities to create. .... Probably. ...Right?

How hard can it really be?

... I don't know. I've never-- thrown a dance before. ... But it certainly can't hurt to try!

[Yeah, for some reason? She's not all that surprised to hear that. Billy never exactly struck her like the type to throw a dance, either. Tommy, on the other hand...

Kate takes a few sips of her coffee while she considers.]

It can't be all that different from any other business. [And growing up a Bishop? Kate definitely knows a thing or two about running a business.] You know anything about Cloud Nine?

[A business? Oh wow, an even larger project than Wanda had been thinking. Still-- not one she's opposed to.]

Not really, no. Other than it's-- a place here.

[It's something, at least, to kill the time.]

One of the guys here mentioned it to me. I'm guessing it is- was? -some kind of place to go dancing. I don't know what condition it's in now, but it's gotta be worth checking out.

... And if it's in good condition, we could clean it up, and have a dance! ... Or a dance club! [Whichever! Wanda likes to feel useful. And if this useful tasks ends in a dance club, so much the better!]

Thinking big. I like it.

[Because a dance club is so much better than a one night party. Who knew Billy's AU mom was this cool?]

I'm Kate, by the way. Kate Bishop.

[What? She thought the club business was Kate's idea! She was following her lead!

... Oh well! It's out there now. Best just roll with it.]

Ooh, that's lovely. ... Do you know a man named Gambit? [Because that's how Wanda's thought process works.]

[She doesn't know him, per say. But she's still a Young Avenger at heart. They're all fangirls (and fanboys) to some degree.]

I've heard of him.

Ahh. You've got similar names, so I thought maybe... It doesn't really matter though. ... Just a thought. [She pauses, thinking.] Where-- have you heard of him from? [You're not being a very good thief, Remy, if people have heard of you.]

[Tread carefully, Katie. Here be dragons. Or potentially insane reality warpers as the case may be.]

Um. You know Billy and Teddy, right? I'm from that same world.

Yes, I know them. They're-- very nice. [There is a smile in her voice. She is back to thinking of them more in the real world sense, and less of the event sense, which means she doesn't automatically feel sad and angry when she hears their names.

Then she pauses for just a moment. She had never really thought about it that much, just sort of assuming that they were all from the same world when she bothered to think about it at all. But a different world made just as much sense. ] ... I think our worlds must be very similar.

From what I've been able to figure out? You're probably right. There are definitely some differences I've noticed, but...

[For the most part? Things seem to be the same.]

Guess the multiverse just isn't that creative.

Yes. ... Or perhaps, there was just too much 'awesome' for one universe... so it had to be spread into two. [Ahh, there's that Maximoff ego.] ... Regardless, I think I'm happy, for it.

That's not exactly the first response I usually here when it comes to things like alternate universes.

... I've never heard any responses for things like alternate universes. ... In fact, I think this is the first I've really heard of them... Y'know. Outside of TV.

...you're really not missing much.

[Trust her. Time travel, space travel, alternate universes? Sadly commonplace on her Earth.]

Y'know, if we're going to do this nightclub thing, we might as well get started. Want to come check out Cloud Nine with me?

... Sure! I'd be happy to! ... Should I meet you there?

Makes the most sense. Let's say in five?

Yeah... I'll see you in five!

[Five or so minutes later, Kate's waiting in front of the downstairs entrance to Cloud Nine. She's dressed in civies, blue jeans and white shirt with a knee length purple trench coat. A pair of purple sunglasses sit on her head, pushing bangs out of her face. As she waits, she leans against the go, taking the opportunity to get in some people watching.]

[Wanda shows up just a little bit later, looking around as she walks. She's in her standard red-and-black vest-pants combo, with all her jewelry clinking lightly as she walks. She tilts her head seeing Kate waiting.]

... Kate? [This is you? Yes?]

[There's no mistaking Wanda. Also no mistaking where Billy and Tommy have gotten a fair share of their looks from. Wow. Yeah, if Kate thought they looked similar from just an image on the journal, it's nothing compared to real life.

Hearing her name, she pushes off the wall and walks over. A hand is offered.]

Yeah. Nice to meet you in person, Wanda.

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