[ She watches him, a mixture of amusement and fondness, standing at his shoulder. Natasha is anything but surprised that he hits each target square in the center; she could have done it just as easily with comparable accuracy, but there's something in the air. Maybe it's the fact they're surrounded by other couples, children, families, everyone here to have a good time and forget about troubles (both theirs and the world's). It causes her to not say a word, her smile wide and happy as the carnie hands her the bear with a "Here you are, ma'am". He's back to barking at the others in the crowd as she steps away with Steve.
The bear is white, with a bright pink bowtie, and is just large enough that she has to carry it on her hip like it's a small child. ]
Thank you, [ she says, holding it out in front of her. ] I'll treasure him forever.
[ She pauses for a short time, and considers the bear. ] I think I'll name him Styopa.
[ And she reaches up and playfully bops Steve on the nose with it. ]
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The bear is white, with a bright pink bowtie, and is just large enough that she has to carry it on her hip like it's a small child. ]
Thank you, [ she says, holding it out in front of her. ] I'll treasure him forever.
[ She pauses for a short time, and considers the bear. ] I think I'll name him Styopa.
[ And she reaches up and playfully bops Steve on the nose with it. ]