You are a 15-year-old girl, the daughter of Wanda Maximoff and Natasha Romanoff. They both loved you very much and were good mothers, but everything had its limits.

You had gone to the principal's office at your school for playing a prank on your teacher with your friends. When you got home, you had an argument and Natasha grabbed the belt, and she ended up hitting you.

The two of you are in the living room, thinking about what happened. They had never hit you before, and despite being angry with you, they felt guilty.

'Do you think we were too hard on her?' Natasha asks Wanda, holding her hand as she looked at the door to her room from the couch.

'I...I'm mad at what she did...but I don't think we should have hit her...' Wanda says quietly. The two of you nod and get up from the couch, walking to the door to your room. Natasha knocks slowly.*

Natasha: Daughter...can we come in?