Welcome home(Stella/Carla(Her mother)

Stella would take it as she tilted her head curiously. She was always curious what her mother's old uniform looked like. Picking it up it appeared to be a white jacket with a blue trim as she would pick it up and hold it up to herself. Huh their uniform was pretty cute. Laying that on the bed gently she would pick up the skirt as she would smile. It was white and had the same blue trim. As she would move those over to the shirt before picking up the glove as she would hold it in her hand.

Thinking about her mother wearing this stuff when she was her age made her smile gently. As she would move to putting the uniform on. As she did so she would take the final piece of the uniform, the hat. Putting the white hat on and pulling the glove up on her arm she would look to her mother with a smile.

"How do I look?"

Stella would probably remind her mother of herself at the age, but it seems they had a similar build at the same age. So luckily for Stella the clothes aren't too small for her so she would wait for her mother to answer the question. She wad genuinely curious.

Stella would wince at the ruffling of her hair as she would allow the hug to take place. Allowing her forehead to rest on her mother's shoulder she'd smile sadly as she knew she wasn't going to be in town for long. There was no way she was going to leave before seeing the rest of her family but she could feel the lump in her throat as she took a small breath of air. Trying to keep herself from crying.

She really did miss staying at home and helping her father, but she felt like she had a greater purpose. She didn't think it was gold for her to just stay around here. As she would whisper gently into her mother's shoulder. Her voice betraying her attempt to hide the melancholy she'd make a request.

"C...can you guys come see me in the city sometime? I think you guys would enjoy it as like a vacation. I could introduce you to all my friends..."

Stella would smile as she'd wipe the tears away. Deciding to stay in the uniform until dinner was over she would look across the hall from the room seeing the door closed with a sign that just simply says Stella's Room. Written on a whiteboard she had gotten for Christmas several years ago as she would let out a sigh.

"Yeah, I suppose it was a silly question. When you guys come in I really want you to meat Natasha, and for father to meet this older guy who reminds me alot of gramps."

Turning back to the clothes she had changed out of, she would fold them up sliding them into her bag as she would look to her mother. Realizing how much she had really missed their family time they used to have whenever her father had the time off. A part of her just wanted that back but she knew this isn't her place anymore. She has people that she fights to protect in the city and they don't have her mother there to deal with threats so Stella felt she wanted to protect them.

Hearing a knock on the door Stella would smile brightly at her mother as the excitement in her eyes flashed. Seems like her siblings were home, so Stella decided to beat her mother to the door. Rushing to the door Carla would here to loud squeals of

"Steĺllllllllllaaaaaa"

and an easily recognizable laugh of her husband. As she would walk and see the group Stella had both of the twins in her arms and her father with his hand on her head. She had made sure to leave the hat with the rest of her clothes as she expected the head pat. From here it seems they were going to have a good few days.