Narrator's POV
"Steve can we change the radio station?" Sam asked in the passenger seat.
"No. I'm driving. I get to pick." Steve said.
"How are you in a wheelchair all day, but can still drive?" Clint asked.
"Do you even need a wheelchair?" Sam asked.
"Alright, alright. Don't distract him. He's driving." Bucky said.
Steve smiled at him through the rearview mirror.
"Where did Wanda say she was meeting us?" Clint asked.
"This next stop right here." Sam said, pointing at the gas station on their left.
Steve put his blinker on and turned into it.
Wanda was sitting down on a small table outside with a water bottle and her luggage. She wore a pretty sun hat with some round sunglasses. She approached the car.
"Whoa, are we sure we can all fit in there?" She asked.
"Of course. There's room in the back." Steve said.
"Come on kid. Join the party." Scott said, sitting on the dashboard of the buggy.
She smiled. "I didn't know the little man from the air port was coming."
"He is. Everyone was invited." Steve said.
"So, are we gonna stay here all day or are we gonna go?" Clint asked.
"Right." Wanda said. "Let me put my stuff-"
"I got it." Scott said, throwing two small discs on her bags, making them shrink. "Now you can just put them in your pocket."
"How convenient." Wanda said. "Thanks...uh..."
"Scott." Scott said.
"Scott." She said, gettin in the car.
"Alright, I better call Tony and tell him that we've got Wanda." Sam said.
"Good idea." Steve said, turning on his blinker.
"Alright, you're cleared Steve." Bucky said.
"Wait. There's a car coming." Steve said, looking through one of his mirrors.
"Steve, it's pretty far. If you pull out now, we can make it."
"Wait."
"Steve, go. You're good." Clint said.
"Wait, he's coming." Steve said.
"Oh my god, Steve. Just go."
"Wait, he's too close now." Sam said.
The car went past them.
"Now! Go!" Clint said.
"Wait, someone else is coming." Steve said.
"Come on. Steve, they're far away. It's okay." Bucky said.
Clint looked at the car that was coming, noticing a huge line of cars coming behind it.
"Steve, you better pull out now. There's a huge line of cars behind that one." Clint said.
"Well, then you better get comfortable." Steve said.
"Golly." Bucky tossed his head back in the seat.
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"Would you boys like a snack?" Eddie asked, looking at Sleeper and Oliver playing with plastic action figures through the rearview mirror.
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The Dadsandwich
FanfictionIf you look closely on the cover you can se how Oliver has written his name and drawn himself in blue crayon(his favorite).