This is for DaisyErina 's one-shot contest.
You hated pep assemblies. As a senior, you felt inclined to go to them and watch your classmates win all the stupid challenges.
Your friends, however, liked them way too much. They were usually the ones participating in the challenges, being the volunteers and athletes that they were. They usually won, too, unless they were pitted against each other. The whole school looked forward to those showdowns.
Your school colors, red and silver, decorated the gym. Various flags depicting Shield High School's various successes hung from the rafters in the ceiling, many on the second or third banner of years of victory. You were proud of being a Shield Avenger, but you didn't understand the point of these assemblies.
Nick Fury, the student body president, walked out dramatically into the center of the gym, eliciting loud cheering. Maria Hill, his VP, followed closely behind him, carrying a microphone for the two to share.
"All right, Shield High School," she said in to the mic, "make some noise!"
The cheers that came from the crowd of almost 2,000 students was deafening. You tried to cover your ears, but Wanda Maximoff stopped you.
"Come on, (Y/N), it's not that bad," she said.
"Are you deaf or something?" you shouted back. "It's definitely that bad."
Tony Stark, who was standing behind you, leaned forward and placed his forearms on your shoulders. "Aww, is the little (Y/N)'s hearing sensitive?" he teased.
You turned to glare at him. "Aww, is the baby Stark desensitized?"
"Children, please," Natasha Romanoff butted in, pushing Tony away and taking his spot. "This is supposed to be about school togetherness and all that. We don't need a civil war."
"I'm sorry, Momma Romanoff," you said, sticking your bottom lip out. "We won't do it again."
She let out a quick 'ha!' "Sure as heck, you won't. I look away for a half of a second, and you two'll be at it again. Rogers and Barnes'll probably join in, too."
"What about me?" Bruce Banner asked, just now tuning in to the conversation. "Oh, wait, shush. They're presenting the colors."
The JROTC kids came out in formation, holding their respective flags proudly. Steve Rogers held the flag of the country, Bucky Barnes held the state flag, and other students held others. You recognized James Rhodes, or Rhodey, as Tony, his best friend, liked to call him, hoisting some fancy looking flag.
Then, the choir started to sing the national anthem. You didn't know any of the choir kids personally, but they didn't do too badly. One of the girls tried to hit a top note that was way out of her range, and you could see the whole school cringe while she did her best to attempt it. Everyone clapped, anyway.
Nick and Maria took the stage again to announce athletes as they took a lap around the gym. It was strange; of your friend group, only two people played fall sports. There was Sam Wilson, who would have been with the JROTC kids if he didn't play soccer, and Thor Odinson, who had been on the varsity football team since Sophomore year.
The rest of you either didn't play sports or played in the winter and spring. Steve and Bucky, his best friend, played baseball, Wanda, Natasha, and Loki Laufeyson, Thor's half brother, all swam. Tony and Bruce were the captains of the speech and debate team, and dang, were they good. Pietro, Wanda's brother that had been killed just a year ago, had run sprints. The track team fondly remembered him for his incredible abilities.
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And Then I Wrote Marvel
FanfictionRandom Marvel stuff I've written because, dang it, I felt like it. I like to have a little fun with these things, so don't be surprised if they're a little strange. Requests are open. I've mostly just written about the Avengers, but I'm definitely w...
