The Promise

Blake pursed his lips inward, feeling awkward. "Hmm, actually…we haven't held any wedding yet."

"And why??" Winter widened her eyes, scaring the poor Blake.

Scratching his head to lessen the nerves, he gulped. "I guess that is a mistake on my side."

Winter gave Blake a judging stare up and down before Wanda stopped him by appearing from behind the wall. 

"Stop it, you are scaring him." Wanda smiled, looking at Blake.

"Ah, aunt…errr…mom…" His words were stuttering since he didn't know how to address Wanda.

Wanda's smile became wider, "You can just call me mom…" She tapped on his arm. "Let's go in, it is cold outside."

Winter gave Blake another warning glare when he walked past her.

"Stop it!" Wanda slapped Winter's hand lightly, asking her to stop acting.