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Saturday morning, Apartment above Stark Industries
After his normal morning marathon, Steve came back into the apartment in a great mood:
"First to fight for the right,
And to build the Nation’s might,
And The Army Goes Rolling Along.
Proud of all we have done,
Fighting till the battle’s won,
And the Army Goes Rolling Along--"
In his defense, he normally started his day singing the Army Song?
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Room C2, laaaate Thursday night
There was nothing wrong with two grown adults sharing the one bed because the hotel had clearly made a mistake and Steve didn't want them to feel badly about it by complaining. There were, however, going to be problems when one of them was a super-soldier with secret bed-hogging and sheet-stealing habits...and both bedmates had a history of ( Read more... ) -
Baltimore, Wednesday afternoon
After brunch at a restaurant Steve had watched on Diners, Drives-ins and Dives (his new obsession) that he'd gone to because they had cinnamon rolls the size of his hands (not small), Steve stretched his arms over his head and smiled at his companion in general cluelessness of this time/planet at all. "Want to go for a run ( Read more... ) -
Above Stark Industries, Sunday night
Steve really wished he could get drunk right now. A whole weekend where people were getting visited by ghosts, apparently, and no one for him. Not Bucky, not his mom, not any of the Howling Commandos...hell, he would have been grateful to see Colonel Phillips at this point ( Read more... ) -
Stark Industries, Christmas Afternoon
Well, there was good news and bad news. The good news was that Steve's version of Tony Stark was alive ( Read more... ) -
Above Stark Industries, Thursday afternoon
Steve was still sifting through the file photos of the Chinese Theater explosion when his phone rang. "Rogers," he said, sounding distracted ( Read more... ) -
SHIELD Triskelion, Tuesday afternoon
The third time that Steve sat through the Mandarin's history lesson to the world didn't make it any easier ( Read more... ) -
Above Stark Industries, Saturday morning
Steve woke up swimming in his pajamas--not really new--and warm--which was new. He blinked his eyes open, glanced around and then padded out into the kitchen. "Hello?" he called as he opened the huge icebox, which was full of food ( Read more... ) -
Capitol Lawn, Thursday afternoon
It was kind of a relief to be back in Steve's own universe, where President Ellis wasn't currently running for re-election and half the country wasn't looking hunted, like their puppies had been run over, or both. He was listening attentively to the director of PBS's annual Veteran's Day special (after being introduced to Gary Sinise, who was very ( Read more... )