Congratulations on Your Birthday

by ashen_key

Summary:

Between an ordinary little Russian girl living with her parents and an ex-Soviet assassin-turned-Avenger living in America are thirty-one birthdays, each celebrated (or not) a different way.

Notes:

Written for this prompt: ...I'd like to see how any or all the Avengers spend their birthday. Party or not, friends, family, or total strangers, or nobody at all.

Various tags will become relevant as the chapters are uploaded, and more specific warnings will be put on individual chapters as warranted (although, all Red Room chapters carry a general child abuse warning).

Chapter 1: five

“Congratulations on your birthday, Natashenka!”

Mama and papa are smiling all bright and happy, and they give her a present. There is going to be a party later today and birthday cake, but right now there is birthday pie and pink ballet-shoes.

Pink satin ones.

“I am going to wear them forever,” Natasha says, and she means every word. Mama helps her put the shoes on and papa picks up his violin. He starts to play so mama grabs her hand and they dance and dance, and they are making up all the steps, and it's the very best birthday.