Diary of the Gay Avenger

15-- Cold Fronts

(A/N: My internet will be rough for the rest of the week so I'm updating before Thanksgiving. 😙 I can't wait for December. The direction of this story is so cute. 😋)

Brr... Freeze... Cold... Shiver...
Ugh... it's much too cold for life. Who said it was okay for the temperature to go below 85°F on Thanksgiving??? --um, Happy Thanksgiving, by the way, reader!-- I never said that it was okay to be this cold! I lived in a desert where the coldest it got was at night and I NEVER went out at night!

Not even my thickest jacket can keep me warm in this eternal blizzard! I need supplies to go hibernate for winter... I need 12 heaters... 17 blankets... 13 scarves... 4 pairs of gloves... 28 of Loki's neat little glowing rocks that emit a weird heat thing.... and... Yeah, I need a Loki to surround me with warmth.

What? It's not weird! Penguins do it all the time so why is it weird when I want to do it to survive?!

Burrow, burrow, burrow, warm...

"Daniel? Are you under there?"

Daniel poked his beanie covered head out of his pillow and blanket fort only to find Steve standing outside, observing his rather large palace built from the cushions of Tony's sofa along with many blankets and pillows that were found elsewhere. Daniel asked with a tilted head, "Was there something you needed, Steve?"

Steve shook his head as he knelt in front of the fort, peering in through the small crack that allowed Daniel to see out. "I just haven't made one of these since I was a kid." After a moment of silence, he left the room and Daniel was left curiously watching after him until he disappeared from sight.

Backing into his warm shelter, he burrowed himself under a thick blanket which was the warmest thing in the universe to him. After a few moments of lying still with his eyes closed, the blanket was torn off of the front of his fort and he jumped angrily, "You're letting all of my warm air out!"

Upon seeing Steve standing there with more pillows and larger blankets, Daniel quieted down. Steve began to lay out his stuff, making the fort much bigger than before as he explained, "I couldn't resist making it bigger. It looked so warm and fun." He closed the entrance and sat crossed legged with Daniel in the big home-made shelter.

Daniel sat up with his blanket draped over his shoulders as he asked, "So you used to do this sort of thing as a kid?"

Steve nodded with a smile as he looked to be enjoying a fond memory. "My mom and I always used to make a fort in the living room. Sometimes, on cold nights, my best friend, Bucky, would come over and play in the fort too. We even slept in our forts from time to time."

Daniel looked down, getting the sad vibes from Steve. He then looked up and said playfully, "Is the 90-year-old man feeling like a kid again?"

Steve smiled and smacked Daniel with a pillow and he laughed, "I might just be. Is the actual kid having a problem with that?"

Daniel scoffed as he tilted his head up. "I'm not a kid, Steve! I'll show you what a kid looks like!" In a swift moment, there was a goat in the place of where Daniel sat. With a smile, the goat commented, "Now I'm a kid!"

"Childish." Steve pat goat-Daniel's head with an amused smile before Daniel turned back into a human with red tinted to his cheeks. Steve teased, "Shapeshifter Daniel doesn't like for me to pet him?"

"Sh-shut up!" Daniel shouted as he looked away from the soldier. "How would you feel if I started petting you?!"

There was a moment of silence before Daniel felt a cold breeze and he shivered harshly. Steve picked up on this as he asked, "What was that?"