[ Indie Wanda Maximoff | Multiverse ]“— and if you must die, sweetheart, die knowing your life was my life’s b e s t part. But if you must live, darling one, — just live.”
Wanda got inside his apartment and looked around. She could see that he has been having some times to himself alone. “So, what have you been up to?” Wanda wondered, placing the pizza box on the dining table. Her eyes were sight seeing everything there and she kind of didn’t like what she saw, “Bruce, are you trying to— are you???”
Bruce stepped back, ashamed
“I have to do it..”
“No, no..” Wanda shook her head as she approached him. She didn’t want him to try to do that. That’s just not right. “You can figure it out, Bruce, you will figure it out,” she tried to convince him.
It’s been weeks since she heard from Bruce and to be honest, Wand was really worried about him. So, she decided to go to his apartment, to pay a little visit. There she was, standing in front of his door as she held a box of pizza. It was 9PM already, she didn’t know if he has had his dinner or not, but she hasn’t. Knocking the door gently, Wanda waited for him to open it as her foot tapping on the ground in a rhythm.
Bruce freezes when he hears the knock - he stumbles to the door, knocking overa vase on the table and he ,looks like shit but he really doesnt give a fuck
He froze when he saw Wanda
“Oh , hey” he says
Once the door was opened and revealed Bruce, Wanda furrowed her eyebrows as she looked how messed up he was. “Hey..” She greeted him back as she gave him a warm smile. Raising her hands, Wanda showed the pizza, “may I come in? I brought pizza.”
He nods and lets her in, he hadnt had time to hide the formula and all the notes he’d made to destroy the - to basically be able to kill himself .. he could rid the world of himself and the other Guy and keep everyone safe
Wanda got inside his apartment and looked around. She could see that he has been having some times to himself alone. “So, what have you been up to?” Wanda wondered, placing the pizza box on the dining table. Her eyes were sight seeing everything there and she kind of didn’t like what she saw, “Bruce, are you trying to— are you???”
It’s been weeks since she heard from Bruce and to be honest, Wand was really worried about him. So, she decided to go to his apartment, to pay a little visit. There she was, standing in front of his door as she held a box of pizza. It was 9PM already, she didn’t know if he has had his dinner or not, but she hasn’t. Knocking the door gently, Wanda waited for him to open it as her foot tapping on the ground in a rhythm.
Bruce freezes when he hears the knock - he stumbles to the door, knocking overa vase on the table and he ,looks like shit but he really doesnt give a fuck
He froze when he saw Wanda
“Oh , hey” he says
Once the door was opened and revealed Bruce, Wanda furrowed her eyebrows as she looked how messed up he was. “Hey..” She greeted him back as she gave him a warm smile. Raising her hands, Wanda showed the pizza, “may I come in? I brought pizza.”
What would you do if you’d been used as an experimental toy against your will? What if you were too ashamed to face the ones you loved and cared about?
What if you were used against your friends, used as a toy to hurt to them? To get them to do something reckless
That was the problem with Bruce. So that’s why he hid in his apartment on the edge of New York - too ashamed to show his face. He was in New York, near them so he felt like he was at home and that’s all that mattered. He just had to stay away to keep them safe.. he had to stay away
He was sitting in his living room, at the dining table with his laptop. He didn’t normally drink alcohol but he’d convinced himself a small shot of whisky would help with the pain while he worked on new ways to try and get rid of the Hulk or stop him from hurting those he loved
It’s been weeks since she heard from Bruce and to be honest, Wand was really worried about him. So, she decided to go to his apartment, to pay a little visit. There she was, standing in front of his door as she held a box of pizza. It was 9PM already, she didn’t know if he has had his dinner or not, but she hasn’t. Knocking the door gently, Wanda waited for him to open it as her foot tapping on the ground in a rhythm.
