james-montgomery

keltic-moon  asked:

Imagine Steve Rogers finding out that one or two of the Howling Commandos (maybe Dugan and/or Falsworth) are still alive (but hella old) in present day because they just show up one day at Avenger tower and just let themselves in and before long the three of them are telling the Tony, Thor, and the team a tale of the glory days of the Howling Commandos. (Up to you if you want to throw Bucky in)

Thor’s unmistakable, booming laughter was easily discernable from the other side of the door, as was a mess of chatter and laughter from his other teammates.  The softer, slower cadence that came when the laughter subsided, Steve couldn’t place.

When he turned the corner into the common area, he nearly dropped his shield.  The faces weren’t the same – lined and aged – but he still knew them.   

“Dum Dum? Monty?”

“’ere he is!” Monty grinned.  “Let’s us have a look at you.”  

Steve stumbled over in a fog. He hadn’t had the time – he’d read the files shortly after the Chitauri, but that had been a few years before.  He didn’t think they’d still be alive and he felt something deep within him ease to know that they were.

“Even ages better’n we did, Monty.”  Dugan was still sporting his mustache, though it wasn’t as full as it’d once been. 

“How – I didn’t think-“

“-That we’d miss a chance to warn your new team about your particular brand of shenanigans?”  There was a familiar glint in Monty’s eyes.

“Cap? Shenanigans? I don’t know if those words belong in the same sentence, gentlemen.”  Tony’s grin was shit-eating.  

“Suppose not.”  Dugan mused. “Unless you count the raid in Al—“

“—No.  That was strategic.”

“The goat was not strategic.”  Monty tipped carefully to his right, stage whispering to Natasha: “He thought barnyard fauna counted as a sufficient diversionary device.” 

“It worked!”

“Not the point! You couldn’t have guessed that goat was going to head-butt a HYDRA operative.  You got lucky!”  Dugan took a sip of what Steve was reasonably sure was a Hot Toddy.   

“Dernier trained it.”

“He was the explosives expert!”

“-And goat whisperer.”  Steve set his jaw against a laugh.  

“Wait, I’m confused.  Was there a special ops goat, or wasn’t there?”  Bruce looked between the three Commandos curiously and seeming a little hopeful that it was possible to train a goat for such a task.  

Dugan cracked up first, Monty and Steve devolving into helpless laughter not long after.  

Maybe.”  Came the unified, giggled response.  

“Aw, be nice to Eleanor, she saved the day that day!”  Bucky was back and had caught the tail end of the conversation, apparently.  

When they went back in time
  • Kirk: Okay, all the straight's of the planet are gonna assume we're one of them. So we'll be like gay secret agents!
  • Uhura: Lesbionage.
  • Chekov: Bi spy!
  • Scotty: It's an ace case.
  • Bones: Pan with a plan.
  • Sulu: ...
  • Sulu: Secret gaygent.

anonymous asked:

As a follow-up on the previous fill: now I'd really like to know more about the Goat Incident!

Previously on: The Goat Incident!

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“Eleanor, Bucky?” Bruce looked up hopefully.

Bucky nodded.  “I can’t say too much.  Highly classified wartime efforts.”

“-That was like eighty years ago!”  Tony protested.  

Bucky slid into the spot on the couch between Falsworth and Dugan, who seemed to smile even wider, seeing Barnes again.  Apparently, this was not their first reunion.  Tony made a mental note to get to the bottom of that another time.

“All I can disclose is-“

“—The goat headbutted a HYDRA operative in the stomach so hard he passed out.  It raised the alarm on the perimeter and when reinforcements were called in, they had a laugh at the guard’s expense and it kept attention away so we could slip in.” Falsworth smiled.

Dugan laughed.  “Sarge is right, though.  Dernier did try to lure the goat away when we left.” He sighed.  “She had gumption.” 

“That’s it?”  Tony felt a little depressed.  “That’s the Eleanor story?” 

“Well,” Falsworth grinned.  “Dernier didn’t just try, he succeeded.  He got the goat to follow us.”

Barnes, Dugan, and Steve were stifling laughter, now.  

“And the Colonel,” Falsworth continued, “He didn’t take too kindly to her.”

“That was mostly because of his hat, though.” Steve managed, strained.

“There was more than one Goat Incident?”  Bruce looked far too curious for Tony’s comfort, which was saying something.  

“Pal,” Bucky grinned, “every day was a Goat Incident until she was Honorably Discharged.”

“What?” Tony sputtered.  “You can Honorably Discharge a goat.”

“Turns out you can,” Dugan corrected, “Though the Colonel wasn’t happy about that, either.  It found one of Peggy’s shoes.  It was the only agreement we could come to.”