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*Request for -Flower-Girl81* WandaVision

"Well that's another reason why I've come up here. Agnes invited us over to her place to help make a dress for your dance."

"Really? She didn't have to do that."

"Oh you know your aunt Agnes. She insists on wanting to be involved in our lives. Plus it'll give us a little girls day away from your father and the boys. I missed having us time together." She wrapped her arm around me bringing me into a one armed hug.

"Yeah. I've missed it too mom." I hugged her back and we stayed that way for a little while longer.

The next day, Saturday morning. After eating breakfast and doing my sat. morning chores around the house, mom and I left to go over next door to aunt Agnes' place so that she could help us design and make my dress for the father-daughter dance.

"Hey, hey, hey there's my two favorite girls in the whole wide world! Come on in!" Agnes said as she opened the door before we could even knock or ring the doorbell. Mom and I entered inside and Agnes immediately guided me over to the kitchen where she had a notebook, some fabric, beads, and a huge sewing machine all hooked up and ready to go.

"Now you're sure you don't mind doing this Agnes?" mom asked.

"Shoot girl anytime I can break out the old spinning wheel I can die a happy woman. Now mini-Wanda. I've gone through various designs for the dress but I believe these are my top choices. Of course since this is your dress, you have the final say in what we make. But just tell me what do you think about these three options?"

She laid out the three options for the dress. One was a bright pink dress with ribbons and frills all over it. I immediately put that aside and Agnes nodded in agreement.

"Yeah I have no idea why I added so many ribbons to that, guess I got a little too carried away." The other dress looked better than the first option. It was a ballgown style lavender dress with a crisscross pattern for the sleeves that kept the dress up. The seams on the ends of the dress were decorated in sparkles and there was a side note that the entire material for the dress was going to be pure silk.

"This is pretty." I said.

"Oh yeah. Purple is my color after all, think I added a personal touch with that one." I then looked over to the last one and I just immediately felt a connection with it.

The dress was in my favorite color, the bodice of the dress was decorated with beautiful star-like patterns instead of the random sparkly designs that the previous dress had. 2 spaghetti straps hugged over the junction where my neck and shoulders met each other, and it went all the way down towards my ankles.

"This is the one." I pointed and pulled it towards Aunt Agnes. She smiled widely at me and she booped my nose as she said.

"I figured you'd choose that one. Fun auntie knows the mini-Maximoff like the back of my hand. Alright so let's get your measurements in." we went over to the center of the living room and she took out her tape measure and measured me while my mom took down the measurements on a notepad.

For the rest of the day it was spent with us trying to get the dress together and of course there's no dress making without some mishaps. Like when my mom kept pricking herself with the pins when they were pinning a part of the dress up. Or when Agnes accidentally sewed up her loose sleeve to the dress, and of course hot glue gun burns on all of our parts.

In the end, we finally got the dress all ready for the dance in 2 weeks. Dad was gonna have his machine mind blown when he sees me in this dress.

It was just a couple days till the father-daughter dance at school. I was currently walking home (thanks to Billy and Tommy for ruining my bike with their powers, oh yeah also at this point they did another growth spurt so now they're 10 years old, just 3 years younger than me now).