A Very Merry Marvel Thanksgiving
Nov. 22nd, 2012 12:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Thanksgiving 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: 2012-11-24 02:40 am (UTC)"So it's good that I order you onto the beach sometimes?" she surmises with a playful look. "Something different combined with something familiar. A little bit army and a little bit party."
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Date: 2012-11-24 03:06 am (UTC)"Honestly? If you didn't, I'm pretty sure I'd just find an excuse to work some more. All army, no party. Not much of a life."
But maybe all that he deserves. He's been a weapon for too long, and without Natasha here to temper his darker tendencies, it's sometimes all he remembers how to be.
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Date: 2012-11-24 03:29 am (UTC)"Not much of one at all. How lucky for you that a pushy young lady came barreling into your life. How are you at parties? I mean, dance-y parties. This is a get-together. Do I need to supervise you there, too?"
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Date: 2012-11-24 03:53 am (UTC)"Let me show you something."
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Date: 2012-11-24 03:58 am (UTC)The words come as a relief and her smile returns easily. "Sir, yes, sir," she chirps, slipping out of her seat as instructed and heading to the wall.
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Date: 2012-11-24 04:56 am (UTC)"I used to be a terror," he says, reaching up to pull the frame down from the wall. "Trying to get Steve to dance at these things. We got so little leave that I always wanted to make sure he enjoyed himself, you know? It was a miracle just getting him to show up."
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Date: 2012-11-24 11:59 pm (UTC)"You're so cute," she says. "The both of you. You must have had lines of ladies wanting to dance with you. How was that not enough to convince him to go?"
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Date: 2012-11-25 06:43 am (UTC)"It was almost impossible to get him to stop working. I used to think I was the only person who understood him. The other guys kinda thought he was a stick in the mud sometimes, but I got it. That need to prove yourself." He shrugs. "He really did miss out, though. Everyone at that party would've danced with him."
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Date: 2012-12-06 10:25 pm (UTC)But he's also a major stick in the mud sometimes.
"Maybe a little more than dance," Jan suggests with a playful, but sweet, twinkle in her eye. She glances back at the party, picking out two people. "Though I bet once Peggy came into the picture, that would have been an even more hopeless quest."
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Date: 2012-12-09 05:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-12-12 05:40 am (UTC)"Who trained you?" she asks, finding his change of terms adorable if not entirely necessary. "Or is that Cap's influence sneaking in?"