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xturncoatxiii May 26 2010, 07:49:32 UTC
dammit you went to bed before I could finish this but here I wrote you something adorable because you were down. Marvel Adventures 'verse.

"Steve, if you have time, there's a couple of things on the budget I need you t--what is that?"

"It's a kitten, Tony. You've never seen one? I find that hard to believe."

"I know what a kitten is. Why is it here?"

"I was--it looked so--I couldn't just leave it there."

"Right," Tony snorted, "Because you're Captain America, protector of the small."

"It's a kitten, Tony," Steve protested, "Defenseless."

"I know, in a cardboard box, in the pouring rain," he said, nodding at the sun streaming through the windows.

Steve flushed endearingly and curled his hand more protectively around the small striped kitten huddled in his palm.

"Come on, Tony, look at its little kitten face."

"I saw. It's a kitten."

"You have no heart, Tony Stark," Steve said deploringly. He didn't look like he meant it, but Tony wasn't sure.

"Yes, I do. Just because I don't automatically melt when confronted with a small furry animal…" He sighed at the pleading look Steve gave him. Captain America wasn't supposed to have puppy dog eyes. It was just wrong. "Fine, you can keep it."

"Alright, I admit, I was wrong." Steve grinned. "What should we name it?"

"We?"

"The Avengers, I mean. Um."

"Deadpool?" Tony suggested.

Steve gave him a Look.

"Wolverine? No, okay, stupid idea."

"I think we should name it--her--Independence."

"Really, Steve? Really?"

"I like it."

"Fine," Tony conceded, "It's your cat."

"Great. She's going to need supplies. Let's go, Tony."

"What, Cap, no, I'm a very busy man, I don't have time. Steve…" Still, Tony let Steve tow him out of the building and, well, if he ended up bemusedly cradling the kitten close while Steve hauled the larger purchases home, it wasn't his fault in any way.

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