• • 1960's • •
A BANGING ON THE WINDOW had awoken Wanda from her sleep. She sat up from the bed and looked over at Y/N, who was sleeping on the other.
"What was that?" She asked, and used her powers to turn on the lamp beside her husband. After a moment of silence, she turned it back off.
"Wanda? Are you using your powers to turn on the light?" Y/N asked as he turned towards her.
"Yes, dear."
"Allow me, sweetheart."
He got up from the bed and turned the lamp back on, then went over to the window to check on what caused the thudding. In his mind, it was probably Vision in the next room fixing up his cranium or something.
"What do you see?" Wanda asked from her bed.
Y/N examined the front lawn, "Only your lovely rose bushes."
"That's all? You don't see anything unusual?"
"I assure you, my love, I see nothing peculiar." He turned back around to face her, "You have absolutely no reason to be frightened—"
Suddenly the thudding resumed and startled Y/N, causing him to jump back into his covers.
"You were saying?" Wanda asked with a look.
"Actually, I did overhear a couple of folks at work talking about a few suspect characters settling in the neighborhood." He replied, "Now, who knows what those troublemakers might be up to? Robbing houses, vandalizing property..."
"Walking through walls, moving objects without touching them." Wanda referred to themselves.
"Wanda, honey, you can't be suggesting my colleagues were talking about us."
There was another loud thud and the two of them gasped. Wanda's fright caused her to use her powers to scoot the two beds together.
"One of us should really determine the source of that sound." Y/N said.
"Yes." She turned to him, "One of us should."
There was another thud, and Wanda started to get annoyed, "Oh, this is getting ridiculous. I'm going to take a look."
She used her telekinesis to open the curtains, only to see a branch from the tree outside banging against the window. Y/N sighed in relief.
"Well, I think we handled that well." Wanda said.
"Yes, I must say, I'm rather proud of myself." Y/N smiled then noticed their two beds together, "And look how you seized on the opportunity to redecorate."
"This is better isn't it?" Wanda smirked.
"I'd say so."
With a snap of her fingers, she turned the two beds into one. Y/N gave a smirk back.
"Wanda?"
"Yes, dear?"
"Get the light."
His wife turned off the light, and the two of them went under the covers.
• • •
VISION STOOD IN THE LIVING ROOM, wearing the attire of a magician. He was practicing and talking to the imaginary crowd.
"Ladies and gentlemen, for our final trick, I bring you the Cabinet of Mysteries." Vision waved his wand towards his left and waited. Nothing happened.
He sighed, "That's your cue, brother."
Behind the stairs, Y/N was waiting with the large cabinet. "Really? I didn't hear you clearly."
"I couldn't have said it any louder." Vision tried again, "The Cabinet of Mysteries!"
Y/N heard it this time and pushed the prop towards Vision. He was in awe of the sight.
"Holy, Toledo. Do all the other acts in this talent show have such elaborate props?" He asked.
"Wanda thought this would be a great idea." Y/N replied as his wife walked into the room, "Ain't that right, darling?"
"Someone summoned me?" She asked.
"I was just in awe at the sheer size of this prop." Vision answered as he looked at the cabinet.
"Fred and Linda are building a moat and a fully-functioning portcullis and no one even knows why." She replied.
Y/N, Vision, and Wanda were going to do a magic act for a talent show in front of the people of Westview. Vision, for unexplained reasons, was going to overstay his visit and decided to assist in their act.
"We should continue." Y/N said.
"Yes, yes. Where were we? Oh, yes...you're part." Vision said.
Y/N stood beside his brother and motioned his hands toward Wanda, "Watch closely as we, Phantasm and Illusion, Masters of Enigma, make our captivating assistant, Glamour, disappear."
He opened the doors of the cabinet and let Wanda step in.
"You really are very dashing." Wanda remarked.
"Thank you, love." He replied out of character, but quickly resumed, "Fear not, Glamour. For the Masters of Enigma vow to bring you back exactly as you are."
He shut the doors, and called over Vision. He raised his wand and Y/N brandished his hands.
"Abracadabra!"
Vision opened the doors, and Wanda was nowhere to be seen. "Ta-ta!"
Moments later, Wanda came out of the hidden compartment within the cabinet and gave an applause.
"Hmm, we're not at all worried that the audience might just see through this little charade?" Vision asked them.
"That's the point!" Wanda replied as she walked out, "In a real magic act, everything is fake."
"Unless you want us all to fly hundreds of feet in the air and give them a real show." Y/N remarked as he crossed his arms.
"The talent show fundraiser is the most important event of the season, and it's our neighborly duty to participate." She continued, "Plus, it's our chance to appear as normal as possible while doing so."
"Well, I don't think that should be a problem." Vision sarcastically remarked as he pointed as his synthezoid face.
Wanda looked at Y/N, "This is our home now." She looked at Vision too, "This is your home too. I want us all to fit in."
"We do." Y/N caressed her shoulders, "We shall."
"And we're gonna knock their socks off." Vision chimed in as he pumped his fist.
"Especially with you..." Y/N walked over to the sofa and picked up a set of clothes, "...wearing this."
It was a costume for Wanda to wear during the act, and she shook her head at the sight of how revealing it was.
"Oh, no. That's the rest of your costume."
Vision laughed at his sister-in-law's comeback, and Y/N nudged him on the shoulder.
Wanda looked at her watch, "Well, I better get going if I'm going to make the planning committee."
"Vision and I are off as well." Y/N said as he put on his coat, "There's a gathering at the neighborhood watch at the public library. Along with making sure this town's security is up to snuff, I'd like for them to get to know Vis."
"That's a swell idea." Wanda replied and pecked Y/N on the lips, "I'll see you both at curtain call."
They gave a nod, and the two brothers left the house and were on their way to the library.
• • •
Y/N AND VISION walked into the library and saw the group of men sitting around a table. The synthezoid stood beside his brother as the human greeted them.
"Pardon me. Is this the neighborhood watch meeting?" Y/N asked.
"Oh. Hiya, Y/N. Yes, this is the meeting." Norm replied.
"That's swell." He put an arm around Vision, "This is my brother, Vision. He's new to town and I'd like him to be a part of our neighborhood dealings."
The men gave each other looks until Norm responded, "Oh...this is sort of a members only type deal."
"Oh, certainly." Vision replied, "I'll just stay here and be as quiet as a church mouse till you open up the floor for new business."
"Well, in truth, we were just getting to new business." Herb stated.
"Oh, splendid!" Y/N exclaimed and pulled up a chair for Vision and sat beside him with the rest of the group, "Could you tell us how often you rotate security patrols? Do you interfere directly with local law enforcement? What are your protocols for threats such as burglary, graffiti, and reckless driving?"
They were surprised by the young man's sudden enthusiasm.
"No, Y/N—" Norm began.
"I know these are indeed grave matters." Y/N finished.
"New business actually means another round of Danish."
Phil took out a box of the pastries and placed it on the table, "Raspberry or cheese-filled?"
Y/N gave a nod and grabbed one of the pastries.
"Oh, neither for me, thank you. I don't eat food." Vision said.
They all looked at him in confusion, and Y/N rose a brow at his revealing remark. Vision noticed their reaction.
"What I mean to say is that I don't eat food in between meals but at mealtimes."
Y/N chuckled and took a bite of his pastry, "Yes! He's a regular eating machine!"
"Hey, fellas..." Herb began to speak to the group, "...Y/N here had a point. Now, listen up, I got some top secret intelligence for you."
"Oh, excellent!" Vision listened in.
"Now, you know how Johnson's been braggin' about that treehouse he built for his kids?"
"Yeah?" Phil answered.
"It's a prefab job."
Everybody scoffed.
"That blockhead can't even swing a hammer." Phil chuckled.
"I can do you one better." Norm said, "You know those bowling trophies Arthur's always polishing? He bought them all at a yard sale in Hackensack."
"I knew it! I've never once seen him down at the lanes." Herb replied.
"I too have some top secret gossip to share." Vision stated, wanting to fit in with the group.
Y/N and the rest of the men looked at him and listened in.
"Norm here's a Communist."
Everybody gave Norm a surprised look, and the man seemed to glance back at them with worried eyes. Suddenly, the table erupted with laughter.
"Vision, you're a real cut-up!" Phil laughed.
"You know, you're brother's all right, Y/N." Norm said to Y/N, then turned to Vision, "When you walked in I thought you were a square."
"Me? No, I'm as round as they come." Vision replied, and the men laughed even more.
"Hey, care for a stick o'Big Red?" Herb pulled out a stick of gum and handed it to him.
"Hold on a second. Didn't you hear the man? He doesn't eat food." Norm jested.
"Is gum food?" Y/N asked.
"Well, my understanding is that it's purely for mastication." Vision said.
Herb suddenly got defensive as he thought he heard him say another thing, "Uh, no. I don't do that."
"Well, when in Westview...cheers." Vision started chewing the gum.
"Who knew you were such a funny guy?" Norm chuckled.
Herb laughed and gave a hard pat on Vision's back, unknowingly causing him to swallow the gum. It went down his esophagus and started sticking to the gears inside his body.
Y/N laughed along with the men, not noticing his brother in a sudden panic at the swallowing of his gum. Vision brushed it off though, and continued on with the meeting.