vanoss: “Can I have everybody’s attention? … I have to use the bathroom.” moo: “Can’t have dirty garbage!” wildcat: “I wumbo, you wumbo, he-she-me wumbo! Wumboing, wumbology, the study of wumbo!” mini: “Oh well, I guess I’m not wearing any pants today!” panda: “The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma.” smii7y: "You don’t pay me. We don’t even exist. We’re just a clever visual metaphor used to personify the abstract concept of thought.“ scotty: “Fine, but I guess you’re gonna’ miss… the panty raid.” terroriser: "The boy cries you a sweater of tears… and you kill him.” basically: “Did you hear about the goldfish that went bankrupt? Now he’s a bronze fish.” nogla: “Oh, so this is the thanks I get for working overtime?” lui: “Which one of you flatfoots stole my lollipop?” delirious: “Every. Villain. Is. Lemons.” cartoonz: “When in doubt, pinky out.” ohm: “Firmly grasp it. In your hand.” bryce: “Can I be excused for the rest of my life?”
“You guys just have fun. I’ll take good care of the little guy.” Steve said. “Thank you so much.” Sharon told him. “No problem.” Steve smiled then she and her husband left.
“You got stuck babysitting?” You asked as he walked into the living room. “I volunteered.” Steve said, turning on the television and changed it to some cartoons.
“Oh, I love this episode.” You said as you grabbed the bowl of ice cream and sat down on the couch. Steve was on the ground with the baby, trying to get it’s attention.
“Thor shouldn’t leave it lying around. A baby could be worthy.” You told him and he chuckled. “Yeah.” He said. “Gerard, you wanna play with the puzzle?” Steve asked the baby.
’…the study of Wumbo. It’s first grade, Spongebob!’
Gerard then started clapping and laughing. “He’s adorable.” You told him. “He is, isn’t he?” Steve said, picking him up and placing him on his lap, but Gerard just climbed off and crawled to mjölnir.
Steve sighed in defeat. “I’m gonna grab some toys, I’ll be back.” Steve told you, standing up and walking off. Gerard began to crawl to find Steve but you grabbed him and carefully pulled him back.
“Oh no you don’t.” You told him, lifting him up and he giggled. “Aren’t you a cutie?” You said and ticked his stomach and he laughed.
“As you wanna play with mjölnir?” You asked him and he nodded. You smiled and sat down on the couch, with him on your lap, then began to eat your ice cream.
“You want some?” You asked him. He pouted and nodded, “Well, maybe after you finish your dinner.” You said then eat a spoonful.
Steve came back and saw you playing with Gerard on the ground and smiled. “You’d be a great mother.” He told you. You scoffed softly, “No I wouldn’t.” You said.
“Yeah, you would.” He told you. “Trust me, I wouldn’t.” You said. He then sat down next to you as Gerard tried to pushed mjölnir on the ground.
Steve looked down at you as you looked at Gerard fail to move the hammer and smiled. “You’re beautiful.” Steve let slip out. You couldn’t help but smile and blush, “Thank you, Captain. You’re not to bad yourself.” You told him.