Sam wasn't an idiot. He could tell that during the year they had been on the run, something had changed. Perhaps Wanda was just as in love with Vision as before, but it wasn't hard to see Natasha and Steve were following the same path. Unfortunately for them, they were much more annoying than Wanda and Vision who at least had the decency to keep their relationship rather private.

"I'm just saying," Steve said from the other side of the curtain. "If you hadn't gone out in the rain for hours yesterday, you wouldn't be sick." 

Sam rolled his eyes. On the ground in front of him, Wanda continued drawing in the dirt.

"I like the rain," Natasha protested hoarsely. "Besides, it doesn't usually make me sick. I bet it's the squirrel."

"Usually," Steve retorted, "we aren't on the run from 117 governments."

"Speak for yourself."

Wanda jabbed Sam with her stick and Sam pulled his focus away from the two arguing in the bedroom. With her drawing completely, it was now time for Sam to guess what it was. As they were on their third round, he had three guesses or else Wanda would win (again). Worried the drawing would be impossible to guess, Sam held his breath.

Looking down at the drawing, though, it was so obvious to him what it was that Sam almost couldn't hold back his snort of laughter. A circle with a star in the middle (clearly Steve's shield) was being held by a stick figure who was talking to a spider.

"Steve and Natasha fighting," he said. Wanda shook her head with a smirk and Sam frowned. "Yes, it is! It's so obvious!"

"It's not Steve and Natasha," Wanda insisted, smirking.

With an annoyed growl, Sam said, "Steve smashing a spider with his shield while talking to it."

Wanda raised an eyebrow.

"What else could it be?" Sam exclaimed, gesturing wildly at the drawing. "It's clearly the first one!"

"No, it's not," Wanda insisted. "And it's not Steve trying to catch a spider, either."

Sam huffed, thinking long and hard about his third guess. This would determine if he won or lost and Wanda's stupidly obvious drawing was going to make him lose.

"Steve sharing his shield with a spider," he said, out of good ideas.

Wanda grinned as she gave herself the winning point and Sam yelled in frustration.

"What was it?"

"Captain America and Black Widow arguing."

Sam's jaw dropped and he tried to explain that he'd said that, but Wanda interrupted him.

"No," she said haughtily, "you said Steve and Natasha, not Captain America and Black Widow. There's a difference."

"What difference?" Sam shouted.

"Natasha is nice," Wanda said. Sam scoffed and Wanda glared at him almost as fiercely as Natasha could. "Black Widow will skin you alive."

"Fine," Sam conceded, taking the stick from her and smearing the drawing. "My turn to start."

Wanda shrugged and watched as he drew a bird pooping on a girl's (Wanda's) head. When he looked up at her with a smirk, Wanda simply smirked back.

"A bird pooping on my head."

"How did you know?" Sam demanded with a scowl.

She looked at him for a moment then leaned forward as if she was about to tell him a secret. With a sly smile, she tapped her head and whispered, "I can read minds."

Sam screamed in frustration.

"Shut up!" Natasha and Steve yelled from behind the curtain.

Sam ignored them and pointed accusingly at Wanda.

"You cheater!" he said. "You've been cheating this whole time, therefore, I win all the games by default."

Wanda's jaw dropped. 

"Not fair!" she declared. "I only cheated once."

"How do I know that?" Sam demanded, crossing his arms. "You're just a sore loser."

"Let's play another game," Wanda growled, smearing up his drawing and making a tic-tac-toe board. "This time, I get to go first."