“Y/n can you come here please?” Natasha called from somewhere on this floor.
Where on this floor was a completely different matter.
“Where is ‘here’, Nat?” I called back, standing from my bedroom floor.
“My room,” she shouted. “I need your help with something,”
I stepped out of my room into the dark hallway, and stealthily made my way to Natasha’s room. just casually using my shadow abilities to blend in with the darkness and travel through the shadows to get to Natasha’s room faster.
“What do you need?” I leant on her door frame after stepping out of the shadows and watched as she awkwardly tried to assemble a step under her light. “What are you doing?”
“I’m trying to change the light bulb but someone’s taken the ladder and I’m small,” she huffed as she stacked another book onto the pile of crap in the middle of her room.
I felt someone walked behind me and saw Bucky and Steve headed down the hallway. I caught Steve by the arm, making him stop.
“Y’know Nat,” I said, dragging Steve into the room. “I can’t help you change your light, but the Star Spangled Man With A Plan Sure Can,”
I smiled like a goofus as they both stared at me and Bucky snorted before continuing down the hall giggling to himself.
“You’re so proud of your shitty jokes aren’t you?” Natasha laughed finally.
“Actually I’m just proud of getting that whole sentence out without fucking it up,” I grinned before skipping out of the room. and back into the darkness.
“You guys swear so much,” I heard Steve mutter.
The following night we’d all settled in the huge living room to hang out and watch a movie.
I couldn’t remember the name of the movie but it had dragons which was cool.
“Hey Tony,” I called across the room.
“Yeah?” he said through a mouthful of popcorn.
“Can you get a tanning bed for the tower?” I asked.
Natasha laughed and Sam choked on his drink at the randomness of my question.
“Y/n we go outside daily what the hell for?” Tony chuckled at me.
“I wanna force Steve into it so I can called him The Star Spangle Man With A Tan,” I said plainly, succeeding in holding in my laughter.
Clint clearly wasn’t trying as hard as me as he burst into a fit of giggles on the couch.
Bucky laughed and muttered something that sounded like “eat it Steve” But I couldn’t be sure.
Steve just shook his head turned the volume on the movie up.
The next day we went on a mission was the best I’d ever been on because Steve just kept finding himself in positions where I could take the piss.
The first was in the gym that morning we were working on an agility warm up game and Steve was explaining what he wanted us to do.
“First you’re going to run the beam while dodging swinging punching bags,” He pointed to one end of the room where that course was set up. “Then you have to make it over the sponge pit via the money bars and avoid being hit with a dodge ball, and then you will climb over the A frame, rescue the ‘civilian’ and carry them back down to safety all the while being attacked by ‘Villains’”
“What’s the catch?” I crossed my arms as I looked at the very easy course.
“You have to make it from here,” he gesture to the start of the track, and still keeping his first arm up he pointed to the end with the other. “To there in 30 seconds or less,”
I noticed he still had his arms both out pointing at each end of the course.
I nudged Natasha in the arm and chuckled.
“Star Spangled Man With A Wide Arm Span” I stifled my laugh through one hand while pointing at Steve with the other.
“Y/n your time limit is now 20 seconds,” Steve huffed before hitting the buzzer and Clint began running the course.
The Second time was when we were first out on our mission and some bad guys were fuckin shit up down-town with alien weapons.
A woman was cornered between some cars that had collided and a man with a very strange looking gun that blasted purple plasma rays.
I sank down into the shadow cast by the building I stood behind and traveled to the shadow under the cars behind the the man with the plasma gun.
Sliding out from under the car I kicked my leg out and brought him to the ground, elbowed him in the nose and took his gun.
While he lay squirming in pain on the ground I took the womans hand and began running as fast as I could drag her away from the man. Tossing the gun up to one of Tony’s uninhabited suits.
“Cap where are you?” I shouted into the coms.
“Be by your side in a second,” his voice rang in my ear. “Don’t move,”
I stopped running and withing second Steve landed on the hood of one of the bad guys cars right next to me and the woman, holding a couple more of the alien guns.
“Give me the guns,” I said. “I’ll take them to the suits,”
He tossed the guns to me and I squealed.
“DON’T THROW A PLASMA RAY AT SOMEONE YOU DOLT!” I shouted.
I secured my grip on the guns and turned to the woman.
“Hi are you okay?” I asked her. “I’m Shadow what’s your name?”
“I’m fine,” she said breathless, clearly ecstatic that she’d been saved by the avengers. “My name is Anne,”
“Ugh YES” I was suddenly so very happy.
The woman looked very confused.
“Star Spangled Man, Look After Anne,” I shouted as I shoved the woman into Caps arms and dove into another shadow before he could retaliate.
The last was when he was chasing a bad guy and was thrown back through the window of a bakery.
I fly kicked the bad guy into the wall and he slumped to the ground out cold.
“Cap you okay?” I called as I climbed through the shattered window frame to see a few customers helping him stand.
The owner of the bakery came around the counter with a pastry dish in her hands and gave it to me.
I mean we just smashed through the wall of her shop surely it’s not a thank you?
Cap and I exited the bakery and were met by Hawkeye and Black Widow looking at us.
“Whatcha got there?” Clint eyed the pastry dish in my hands.
It was now that I realised what it was. Immediately I handed it to Steve.
“The Star Spangled Man With A Fruit Flan,” I put my hands on my hips and grinned proudly so wide my eyes were squinted shut.
My happy streak didn’t last very long because something impacted with the top of my head and I was suddenly very cold.
I opened my eyes and wiped custard out of my eyes.
“Did you just dump a perfectly good fruit flan on my head?” I turned and growled at Steve.
“Dude we could’ve eaten that,” Clint whined.
Steve just smiled with pride that could have mirrored my own.
For the next week or so there was no joke I could have used at the right time so I just had to wait for the right opportunity.
One finally came along.
Cap and Black Widow were sent on a small mission and I was bored so I followed them in the shadows.
During a scuffle between Cap and one of the targets, Cap was thrown from a 2 story roof and smashed into the roof of a parked (and thankfully empty) minivan.
I immediately pulled out my phone and snapped an unflattering photo of the scene and sank back into the shadows and portalled home.
I sat waiting for their return in the living room ready to project my photo onto the largest screen in the room. As soon as the walked in I called all the other to join me.
“Guys, guys,” I was shaking with excitement.
“oh god what did you do?” Bucky sighed with a laugh as I hopped back and forth from one foot to the other.
“I snapped a really awesome photo,” I half squealed.
I clicked the button that projected what was on my phone to the tv screen and held my hands out in a presenting manner.
“Ta-daaa!” I smiled and looked around the room at the confused faces of my team.
“What exactly am I looking at?” Tony asked.
“It’s The Star Spangled Man In A Minivan,” I yelled happily.
“How did you even get that picture?” Steve looked astonished. “Did you follow us?”
“No that would be creepy,” I giggled before sinking into the shadow in the floor and traveling into the hallway.
“I don’t think anything will ever be as creepy as seeing a smiling chick sink into the floor,” I heard Clint shiver.
I woke up a few days later to F.R.I.D.A.Y telling my that I’d overslept and breakfast was being made in the kitchen where the others had already gathered.
I shot out of bed and ran out of my room, very annoyed at the well lit rooms and hallways that I could’t shadow travel through.
“Please be Steve, please be Steve,” I chanted to myself as I sprinted down the hallway and jogged on the spot in the elevator to the recreation floor.
I got a number of odd looks from the team who were all assembled around the breakfast table when I burst into the kitchen very short of breath.
Much to my joy, I was greeted by the beautiful sight of Steve frying bacon and eggs on the electric stove.
I failed to control my laboured breathing and huffed my way to the island bench, awkwardly posing on the edge of the counter with a smug grin.
“Y/n please don-” Steve looked so done but I cut him off.
“Star Spangled Man With A Pan,” I wheezed with a proud smile.
“Damnit!” Clint beat his fist down on the table, startling most of the team. “I’ve been trying to thinkof one for ages I can’t be;live I missed that,”
“Get your own joke Katniss,” I giggled, siting on the bar stool and winking at Steve.
“You’re not getting any bacon,” he grumbled and plated some for everyone but me.
Prompt - Generals/Pidge (platonic): She’s brilliance, she’s grace, she’ll punch you in the face. Pidge and the Galra Girls hang out and they secretly adopt her. Even if they have to act like enemies on the battlefield. Girls stick together.
“With her,” Zethrid pointed to the small girl in the corner that was paying the generals no attention. She seemed to be fiddling with some fancy piece of technology. Before Zethrid could question where the green paladin obtained said object, the paladin spoke up.
- First and foremost, there is so much people don’t know about them. Even though they have a much more favorable reputation now and people are generally more understanding of their nature, many researchers are still wary of looking into them to closely. Everyone has the general attitude of ‘‘You know what, they’re not hostile and they just need some love lets just keep them covered and not question any of it’‘
- Even though they seek companionship and long to have friends, if a human adopts or catches one. It takes a while for Mimikyu to feel truly settled, they have a deeply ingrained fear of being abandoned. They don’t act out or misbehave in any way, they’re just a bit anxious and clingy for the first few weeks. So plenty of cuddling and positive vibes are needed.
- From what can be seen and felt of it, Mimikyu’s body resembles a black-purple plasma-like substance. It feels cold and somewhat slimy on bare skin but leaves no residue. It takes no time to get used to though.
- The one way to make Mimikyu the happiest Pokemon on earth? Accessories! A fancy bow to strengthen the neck of their costume or little beads and buttons here and there can do wonders for this little ghosties mood.
- Trainers often make outfits for their Mimikyu’s, as a way of showing love. Mimikyu’s absolutely adore this, since they have a new and unique look and a more practical shield from the sun. It’s important to make sure you use material that deflects UV rays, but doesn’t trap heat!
- Tailors in Alola have expanded their market and specialize in sun-safe outfits for Mimikyu’s. it’s niche but it’s growing!
- It can be tricky training them for battle, since they have the capacity to cause such horrific mental and physical damage. Trainers need to be sure they know how to hold back, Mimikyu’s have been known to put their opponents into an early retirement.
- They don’t eat or have any need to, but they will always accept treats from their trainers and fellow Pokemon. They appreciate the thought, no one knows what happens to the food their given. Everyone is content not to question it.
- Very easy to socialize, they have a tendency to be clingy for a few weeks so an understanding team is ideal! It’s recommended that you don’t introduce a Mimikyu to your rotation until your team is more experienced and patient.
- They bond particularly well with Banette, Ditto and Cubone. People can understand the relationship with Ditto, but not the other two. Again, no one’s questioning it.
Sans snorts, sitting at the kitchen table and sorting through old photos. He finds one of Gaster from before the fall, distracted and impersonal as always, and throws it in the garbage.
“my father wasn’t the worst. he didn’t abuse us. gave us everything we wanted. he just wasn’t there. didn’t expect anything of me an’ paps. didn’t come to plays or award ceremonies, didn’t read to us, didn’t bother to create memories. i worked with him after college, though only because we were exploring the same field, but even then he never treated me like family. we were colleagues, that’s it. he was kind to my mother. i’ll give him that. but that’s all i’ll give him. when he fell into the core and non-existence, i didn’t know him enough to mourn or miss him. he just… he’s just gaster.”
Sans sighs and plucks at the edge of a photo of himself, his very young brother, and his mother, a purple plasma elemental.
“…he’s done more from the void than he ever did in life. probably cuz there’s nothing else for him to do. still. he’s trying to help, and that counts for something. aliza found her family, and i found my daughter, because of his meddling. i’m willing to put aside bad blood for that and thank him.”