⍟ Marvel one-shots volume II ☠

⍟ Exhibition⍟

Character: Steve Rogers.
Word count: 220 words.
Rating: Teen.
Summary: Steve is thinking about the Smithsonian's exhibition.
Major Tags: Doubts, little sadness.
Additional tags: This is my entry to the CA:TWS 10th Anniversary Event with the prompt:

"The Smithsonian."

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DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

Steve left the proposal documents on the table. He didn't know what to think, but he had to say that at that moment, he could feel the gaze of Tony, Fury, and other government agents on him, waiting, not so patiently anymore, for him to make a decision.

He wasn't entirely sure that the exhibition about him at the Smithsonian was an idea, but he also didn't like people following him wherever he went. Maybe he could divert attention to the exhibition.

"The profits..."

"We thought it would be a good idea to give some of it to a veterans' association," Nick interjected.

"Sounds good," Steve said. "About Bucky..."

"We have permission from his sisters' descendants."

"I'd like to have a space dedicated to him in the exhibition," Steve asked.

The others looked at each other and nodded.

"You don't have to be there every day, Cap; if you want to, just on the opening day, you could give a speech; you can choose what you want to be displayed and what you don't," Tony said.

Steve smiled a little. He had only wanted to help his country, and now that he was facing the possibility of having an exhibition at the Smithsonian, maybe he could use it to honor the memory of his friends and colleagues from that time.