Happy Birthday, Sabrina!
Written by @ozhawkauthor
Darcy hated being a third wheel almost, but not quite as much as she hated missing parties. So she tagged along behind Jane and Thor and tried very hard not to resent that everyone, and she meant literally everyone, seemed to have found a date to bring to Tony and Pepper’s wedding. Even Vision, who was doing something that she would have described as eye-fucking with Wanda if thinking about Vis as a sexual being didn’t completely weird her out.
“Couldn’t even get a fucking fake-date,” she grumbled at Maria Hill, “since you got in first with Steve.”
“I’m ever so sorry,” Maria said in a completely insincere tone. “I’m sure you could have found someone. What about Peter?”
“Parker??? Are you kidding me? He’s barely half my age, and underage, besides!” Darcy picked up her wineglass and drained it. “Same goes for all the other kids from Xavier’s.”
“They’re not all kids.” Maria’s eyes slid past her. “You could have asked LeBeau. He came alone.”