A Very Merry Marvel Thanksgiving
Nov. 22nd, 2012 12:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wasafreakThanksgiving hadn't been something Teddy anticipated celebrating, and even now that he's here, it feels odd. Not just the fact that his jaw is wired shut and he's got a brace on his leg, but the fact that he was invited to Captain America's house and arrived to find the original Cap and Bucky and alternate universe Peggy Carter setting up a pretty impressive Thanksgiving buffet is just so surreal. Steve greets them at the door with a genuine smile and pats Billy on the shoulder and ushers them in to get drinks, and Teddy tells himself he's paranoid and Bucky isn't shooting him and Billy a sideways look warning them off of getting caught making out in any more closets, and then reminds himself that this is real life.
Kind of.
Instead of agonizing over what an appropriate tropical island equivalent of 'nice Holiday sweater' was, he let Billy dress him (also literally, see again: brace) and thinks they made the right call- the house is all warm wood craftsman, and the three heroes already there are dressed casually but nicely, and there are old photos and some pretty incredible drawings hanging up, which distract Teddy and Billy to the point of rudeness, except Steve seems all too glad to tell them stories and answer questions. Bucky chimes in to remind him of details and it's... it's maybe the coolest thing that has ever happened, other than discovering his connection to the Avengers.
It relaxes him, and Teddy types up short phrases and sentences on his iPad when he feels really compelled to contribute, keeps "Happy Thanksgiving" on his clipboard to copy and paste it when new people arrive. It doesn't take more than an hour for a pretty respectable number of people to show up, the chatter growing in volume, and even though it's been a pretty crappy couple of months, and a pretty rough couple of years, Teddy finds himself feeling pretty good.
Kind of.
Instead of agonizing over what an appropriate tropical island equivalent of 'nice Holiday sweater' was, he let Billy dress him (also literally, see again: brace) and thinks they made the right call- the house is all warm wood craftsman, and the three heroes already there are dressed casually but nicely, and there are old photos and some pretty incredible drawings hanging up, which distract Teddy and Billy to the point of rudeness, except Steve seems all too glad to tell them stories and answer questions. Bucky chimes in to remind him of details and it's... it's maybe the coolest thing that has ever happened, other than discovering his connection to the Avengers.
It relaxes him, and Teddy types up short phrases and sentences on his iPad when he feels really compelled to contribute, keeps "Happy Thanksgiving" on his clipboard to copy and paste it when new people arrive. It doesn't take more than an hour for a pretty respectable number of people to show up, the chatter growing in volume, and even though it's been a pretty crappy couple of months, and a pretty rough couple of years, Teddy finds himself feeling pretty good.
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Date: 2012-11-23 11:30 pm (UTC)"So what do we do when you win the election?" she asks. "You host another party, only this time we get to trash the joint and cause a scandal?"
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Date: 2012-11-24 04:24 am (UTC)"There's a party thrown at the Compound when the election results are in. Generally scandal free. If you have other plans, I'd just ask you to run them by Peggy first."
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Date: 2012-11-24 10:30 pm (UTC)"Wow, Steve. This is a new side of you."
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Date: 2012-11-25 03:26 am (UTC)I very gently cough and lift my glass to drink some, then scratch the corner of my jaw instead, then look with some interest at the nearest wall which has nothing on it.
"Well," I say, am forced to look away from the blank wall space, and sip my drink instead.
"I like to plan ahead."
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Date: 2012-12-07 10:44 pm (UTC)"Ever the Boy Scout," Jan says in an approving, still teasing tone. "Always prepared. Well, I'll be sure to let you know, but I gotta admit, Steve, it probably ain't gonna happen."