Steve:
You were walking around Central Park trying to find a nice place to paint. It was a beautiful fall day, the leaves on the tress where golden, the air was crisp, the sky was blue. What better way to spend a day like this than to get your artistic juices flowing. You found a bench right by a lake and got out your tools. You started to draw the lake scene in front of you, trying to capture all of the beautiful colors and the many small details such as shimmers in the water or leaves on the surface of the lake and on the trees. As you where working you felt eyes on you. You turned to look behind you and saw a man looking at you intently.
" Oh, um sorry " he said with a timid tone. " It's just...your painting is very well done." He stuttered.
You smiled " Well thank you! You can stay and watch if you want." You said to him as you moved over to provide him with sitting room.
He smiled and sat down next to you. As you were working, he told you all about the times he used to draw and paint, and he would also ask how you would make the water look like it was shimmering, or how you would make the leaves look real. That lead to a wonderful conversation. To be honest you found it very attractive how interested he was in your art.
When you were done you turned to him and said "You know, you are the only person that has really intrestded in my work, so for that, you can have this!"
You signed your name and then paused. "What's your name?" You asked him. He smiled and said " Steve, Steve Rogers." You nodded and finished signing the picture and handed it to him.
"Here! I hope you enjoyed watching me work." you said as you where getting up.
"Yes I did! I hope to see you again uhhh..." he paused to look at your signiture. " (Y/N)!"
You smiled and said "Yeah, I hope so. Well I have to go now Steve. It was a pleasure to meet you. Hopefully I will see you soon!" Shaking his hand, you gave him a warm smile and then walked away.
Steve, who was completly hopeless, knew he would never see you again. He sadly sat down and looked at the painting, and as he did, he felt something under the canvas. It felt like dried paint. He flipped it around and saw that it had your number painted on the back! Steve smiled knowing he had hope to see you again.
Tony:
"HOW DID YOU BREAK IT? You are pretty much a master mechanic, yet you break THIS?" Fury yells to Tony.
Tony broke the tracking device that helps the team stay in contact with each other during a mission, mainly because he wanted to upgrade it to be '100% cooler, more efficient, and more reliable." But unfortunately it was now 100% broken and he can't fix it.
"Correction." Tony said as he rose his finger at Fury. " I didn't break it. It failed to stay fixed. That's all!"
"Well, if you don't get it fixed, I will see that you personally 'fail to stay fixed' and you will need more than that nightlight to keep you alive!" Furry said as he roughly tapped Tony's chest before walking away.
Tony rolls his eyes and began tinkering with the device, but the more he worked on it, the more it broke.
"Mr. Stark, I think it would be best if you called for help." Jarvis said.
"ummmm, I'm sorry. Do you not know how I am? I am Tony Stark! I do not need help." Tony said sarcastically to the A.I
"Oh, well my apologies Mr. Stark for the uwanted help coming up the elevator."
Tony shot his head up. "What?"
" I assumed you needed help, so I called for assistance. Would you like me to cancel Mr. Stark?" Jarvis said.
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Marvel Preferences & Imagines
FanfictionYou like Avengers. You should probably read this. °Discontinued 7/16/16°