Once again, read the title to find out what lies beneath this description; only thing different is that this time, it's Doctor Strange!
...and maybe the occasional Benedict Cucumberbatch one too ;)
⚠️ This story may contain language that Steve woul...
Summary: A lighthearted story about the Stephen and his apprentice Y/n learning the power of humour
Pairing: Stephen Strange x Apprentice!Reader
Warning(s): none really, mentions of some corny jokes, mentions of battling with humour, lemme know if I missed anything
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You had always been fascinated by the world of magic, so when you heard about the opportunity to study under the Sorcerer Supreme himself, Doctor Stephen Strange, you jumped at the chance. But as soon as you arrived at the New York City sanctum, you realised you might have bitten off more than you could chew.
For starters, Stephen's idea of a "light reading assignment" was the Necronomicon. Then there was the whole "disintegration and reassembly" thing - apparently, it was a basic spell for any self-respecting sorcerer. But nothing could have prepared you for the good Doctor's sense of humour. Or lack thereof.
"Why so serious?" you joked, trying to lighten the mood after a particularly grueling training session. Stephen simply stared at them blankly.
"I do not understand that reference," he said, deadpan.
You groaned inwardly. This was going to be a long apprenticeship.
As you spent more time together, you found that Stephen was quite a stick-in-the-mud. He took everything so seriously, and it was rare that he ever cracked a smile. So, you decided to make it your mission to loosen him up a bit. You started leaving jokes and puns lying around the sanctum, hoping to coax a smile out of him.
It took a while, but finally, one day when you told him a particularly bad "Why did the tomato turn red?" joke, Stephen's mouth twitched into a small smile.
"I see what you are doing, Y/n," he said with a hint of amusement in his voice. "You think you can change me with your jokes, but I am a sorcerer, not a comedian."
"Ah come on, Stephen, lighten up a bit, will ya?" you replied. "Humour is a powerful tool, trust me."
"I'll consider it," he said, with a slight roll of his eyes.
And thus began your inside joke of bad jokes.
But your attempts at humour really paid off when you found yourselves on a mission to stop a rogue sorcerer who threatened to destroy the city. You and Stephen had been cornered by the sorcerer and his minions, and things were looking grim.
That was when you remembered the "disintegration and reassembly" spell, and decided to put your own spin on it. You turned to Stephen and shouted "Let's give them a taste of our own medicine! A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down!"
To your surprise, Stephen caught on and replied "I'll handle the sugar, you handle the medicine!"
With that, you unleashed a flurry of spells and jokes, causing the rogue sorcerer and his minions to flee in confusion and laughter. You and Stephen high-fived each other as you finished saving the city.
"I have to admit, Y/n, that was quite a clever move," Stephen said, still trying to hide a smile.
"See? I told you humour is powerful. We make quite a team," you replied, grinning.
From then on, Stephen couldn't help but to find your sense of humour as a refreshing change of pace and it became a staple in your training and missions. You continued to face down all kinds of threats to the world, but now you had a secret weapon: laughter, that saved your lives from the most dire of situations, and allowed you both to always come out victorious, together as master and apprentice.
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