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Spring challenge fic, mah first fic ever :D
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northstar_rocks
Title: Spring Cleaning
Disclaimer: Marvel’s characters L
Rating: G
Notes: un-beta-ed, 199 words, for the spring arts/creative challenge
“I can’t believe you aren’t awake yet,” Tony stated as he walked into Steve’s room. “Spring cleaning, remember?”
“I remember telling you that I have nothing to clean out,” Steve replied while slowly sitting up in his bed.
“I’m sure you have something that you don’t need here,” Tony said walking over to Steve’s closet door, “ It’s not like you’re throwing it away. You’re going to be giving it to the homeless shelter.”
“Fine,” Steve sighed. Finally leaving his warm bed he headed into the bathroom. “I’ll go through my stuff, check what I don’t need.” The bathroom door closed behind him.
Tony opened the closet door and found not clothing but cardboard boxes.
“I’ll help you look through your things so it goes-“
“No!” Steve’s abrubt response startled Tony. “It’s fine I’ll do it myself,” Steve assured him from the bathroom.
A smile crossed Tony’s lips and he reached for one of the boxes. “What could Captain America not want me to find?” he said quietly to himself.
Tony opened the box to find a collection of newspaper and magazine clippings along with pictures of himself and Steve.
“Steve, is there something you want to tell me?”
this is my first posting of any kind of fanfiction ever... be gentle ::looks for place to hide::
northstar_rocksTitle: Spring Cleaning
Disclaimer: Marvel’s characters L
Rating: G
Notes: un-beta-ed, 199 words, for the spring arts/creative challenge
“I can’t believe you aren’t awake yet,” Tony stated as he walked into Steve’s room. “Spring cleaning, remember?”
“I remember telling you that I have nothing to clean out,” Steve replied while slowly sitting up in his bed.
“I’m sure you have something that you don’t need here,” Tony said walking over to Steve’s closet door, “ It’s not like you’re throwing it away. You’re going to be giving it to the homeless shelter.”
“Fine,” Steve sighed. Finally leaving his warm bed he headed into the bathroom. “I’ll go through my stuff, check what I don’t need.” The bathroom door closed behind him.
Tony opened the closet door and found not clothing but cardboard boxes.
“I’ll help you look through your things so it goes-“
“No!” Steve’s abrubt response startled Tony. “It’s fine I’ll do it myself,” Steve assured him from the bathroom.
A smile crossed Tony’s lips and he reached for one of the boxes. “What could Captain America not want me to find?” he said quietly to himself.
Tony opened the box to find a collection of newspaper and magazine clippings along with pictures of himself and Steve.
“Steve, is there something you want to tell me?”
this is my first posting of any kind of fanfiction ever... be gentle ::looks for place to hide::