(ON HOLD) The Real You (Steve Rogers x Reader)

Chapter 5

"Well, this isn't what I had in mind when he said promotion," Steve said, looking himself over in the mirror in his star-spangled outfit.

You huffed angrily, "Is this a joke? We were meant for more than this. We're super soldiers, not mascots." You slammed down your  gloves in anger and threw yourself onto a nearby chair.

"Well, it could be worse," Steve said, trying to cheer you up, "We could have been sent to a lab. Being tested on like animals. This is better than that, right?" 

You shrugged. You appreciated his effort, but it didn't help. You were still pissed at Brandt and Phillips for giving you this "promotion" instead of letting you fight. 

"Besides," He said as he looked at you with an assuring smile, "It's not like we are going to do this forever, we'll get to lead our own platoon soon, and we got our own hero names, Captain and Agent America." 

"I guess you're right," You said in defeat, "We are helping in some way, even if it's just with words, and I do like our hero names. I should have been Captain America though," You said jokingly and sat up and put your boots on that went with your costume, which looked like Steve's but it had a skirt along with it, which you despised, and no helmet.

You both had matching shields to go along with it, which you thought was a little silly, but it carried your script on the back which you were thankful for. You didn't want to embarrass yourself on stage even if you knew no one would laugh at someone like you. 

You were backstage when Brandt's aide came walking over to the both of you. Steve looked at him, worried, and said "I don't know if we can do this," The sudden realization washed over both of you that hundreds, even thousands, of people were going to be watching you. You had only rehearsed a few times, but that was just between you and Steve with the script and no one watching.

"There's nothing to it," Brandt's aide said, patting Steve on the back, "All you gotta do is sell off a few bonds. Bonds buy bullets, bullets kill Nazi. Bing bang boom, you're American heroes." He said, passing you two your shields.

"I guess it's just now how we picture getting up there," You said as you hooked the shield onto your arm.

"The senator's got a lot of pull up on the hill," Brandt's aide said, "You play ball with us. You'll be leading your own platoon in no time. Now put on your shields and get outta here." He pushed you two onto the stage and you froze.

There were so many people watching.

Steve looked at you and gave you a reassuring smile which instantly made you forget about all of the people staring at you. You walking to the front center of the stage along side Steve and began you speech as the dancing girls behind you began to sing.

Who's strong and brave, here to save the American way? The girls sang.

"Not all of us can storm a beach or drive a tank. But there's still a way all of us can fight." You said to the crowd, glancing down at the backside of your shield for the script.

Who vows to fight like a man, for what's right, night and day?

"Series E Defense Bonds. Each one you buy is a bullet in the barrel of your best guy's gun." Steve said, standing tall, but still a little unsure of himself.

Who will campaign door-to-door for America? Carry the flag shore to shore for America? From Hoboken to Spokane, the Star-Spangled Man with a plan.

The rest of the speech went well, nothing went wrong and you didn't trip and die of embarrassment, but that was the first speech of many. You had knocked down "Hitler" countless times; you knew the speech by heart now, including the songs.