My slight and low key (or Loki) Marvel obsession has slightly over flowed.
Update: Yeah, the fandom is strong in me and it has over flowed a little more than expected. The earlier stories are not as good as my later ones because my grammar, spellin...
I shivered in the cool March breeze, it was cold but I had to get out of the Tower. Everyone was bombarding me about my birthday in a couple of days. So I'm turning 108, it's just annoying how people make such a big deal about birthdays once you're in your 100s. I mean like, 100th birthday, okay that's a big deal, but the others, just whatever.
I spotted Sam flying near the park and walked in a different direction. I thought back to our mission a couple months ago...
"What's our plan?" I asked and got no response.
"So, no plan." I said and still got no response.
"He- oh great." I said after I tried to ask him a question but then he jumped out of the helicopter. Just another Steve, you can deal with it, I told myself.
Yeah, I was still annoyed by that but also sad. He reminded me a Steve, almost too much. It made me realize how much I missed my punk.
I was pulled out of my thoughts by a dirty, light gray kitten weaving it's way through my legs. I gently pushed him away with my foot. He meowed pitifully.
"You know everyone at the tower will hate me for this?" I said to the cat. I picked him up and put him in my jacket. He nuzzled into me. I sneaked him into the tower without anyone noticing. I got to my floor and brought him to my bathroom. I ran a bath and placed him in
"MEEEOWWW!!" He yelled.
"Okay, I guess you don't like water." I said. I washed him and started to see that he was white and not light gray. Poor thing. I dried him off and wrapped him in a little burrito. He seemed very healthy for a seemingly feral cat.
The days passed and he was all set after his visit to the vets. I haven't told anyone about him yet, I just want him to be comfy before being thrown into the crazy world of the Avengers. I went out to get some more coffee and when I came back I couldn't find him.
"Friday, where is my cat." I demanded.
"He is in the common room." Friday said and I went there and saw Sam holding my cat with the other Avengers crowding around him.
"Put. My cat. Down." I said menacingly. Sam looked terrified and put him down. He went over to me and I picked him up.
"Since when did you get a cat?" He asked.
"Since last week. Now, how did you get my cat and why isn't he on my floor?" I interrogated.
"I went to go see if you wanted to train and I saw your cat but he ran into the elevator and he started to try to escape but he pressed a bunch of buttons and then I ran into Nat who then told everyone so I brought him to meet them." Sam explained quickly.
"Well I guess the cat's out of the bag, any other questions?" I asked.
"What's his name?" Nat asked
"Uhhh... Alpine." I said, thinking on the spot.
"I can see that, he looks like an Alpine." Bruce said. Well, no going back now. Alpine meowed at me when I stopped petting him.
"Spoiled little cat." I said and resumed to petting him.
A week later we held a press conference to announce a new member of the team. We kept it very secretive and specifically only said that it would be a new member of the team. We never said that there was a new Avenger, the press just assumed that. We walked on stage.
"Hello, yeah yeah, we're here. But we have to announce our newest team member... Alpine!" Sam said and I brought Alpine out from my jacket. A flurry of photos went off.
"Okay, so to clarify, this is my pet cat Alpine, he is on the team as a part of our official pet squadron. So far he is the only one to hold this important position." I said.
"How did you get him?" A reporter asked.
"Well, I was on a walk avoiding birthday question and I found this adorable fella and at first I thought he was light grey but I took him home and washed him and saw that he was white. Anyways, for the next week I made sure that he was kept away from the craziness of the Avengers while he got used to his new home. He got a little to used to his home and caught a ride with Sam in the elevator and that was how everyone else found out about him." I said.
The rest of the day went smoothly while we had his photo taken for his staff ID card.
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