A/N: I know you all were expecting Steve to have a romantic time with Peggy last chapter so I'll make it up to you in this one. Check out my other story- Tales From the Batcave: A Bat Family Fanfic (pretty please with a macadamia nut on top).
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SHIELD AUDIO RECORDING
Tony: Hey Steve have you seen the- what are you doing with my t-shirts?
Steve: Well I'm meeting Marissa later and I wanna look 'hip'.
Tony: Oh God Steve, here try this on. It's 'hip' enough.
Steve: Black Sabbath? Who are they?
Tony: Okay Capsicle, before your date with the granddaughter of your old 'girlfriend'-Wow that sounds weird-I'm teaching you a summary of the pop culture from the past seventy years.
2 HOURS LATER
Tony: And that's how The Harlem Shake brainwashes people into acting like idiots.
Steve: .....
Steve: My brain hurts.
Tony: Pop Quiz! Approximately how many times did KISS spit out blood on stage?
Steve: 3,690
Tony: Correct! Which one of these are not cool?
A. Elvis Presley B. Justin Bieber C. Dean Winchester
Steve: B?
Tony: CORRECT!! You'll do just fine Capsicle, now go get dressed.
1 HOUR LATER
Marissa: Hi Steve, I talked to you on the phone!
Steve: Hello, I like your glasses. I believe the term is 'Hipster'?
Marissa: Hahaha yeah. I forgot you were under ice for like 5eva
Steve: So lets go get a table then.
Marissa: Sure is this fine?
Steve: I'm okay
Marissa: So what type of music do you like to listen to?
Steve: Well I used to listen to jazz but recently I've discovered this band called the Rolling Stones. You've probably never heard of them.
Marissa: No no! I love the Stones!
Waiter: Hey dudes, can I get you anything?
Marissa: I'll have a double mocha frappe with salted caramel drizzle and liquid sugar please.
Waiter: Okay and you dude?
Steve: Uhm, Can I have coffee?
Waiter: More specific please?
Steve: ....In a cup?
Marissa: He'll take an iced latte with whipped cream.
Waiter: Okay, be right back dudes...
Steve: He's wearing a um organic cologne.
Marissa: No he smells like marijuana.
Steve: Okay then. Is that legal now?
Marissa: Not at all.
Steve: Oh.
Steve: Shouldn't we arrest him?
Marissa: Hehe chill bro.
Steve: Do you often date your bro?
Marissa: Hahaha no not often.
10 MINUTES LATER
Waiter: Here are your drinks dudes.
Steve: *sips*
Steve: OHMYGODTHISISCOFFEE?!?!? THIS IS AMAZINNGGG *sips quickly and frantically* AHRG BRAIN FREEZE!!!!!
Marissa: You're cute when you're in pain
Steve: Ahhhh this is really good. *chugs chugs*
Marissa: Oh Shh look!
Steve: Why is that man on the stage? What happened to the lights?
Marissa: Hush Steve.
Poet: I burn. *snaps fingers* I burn to the ground *snaps fingers* My soul is black *snaps fingers* with the darkness of redemption *snaps fingers twice*
Everyone in Room: *snaplause*
Steve: And the lights are back on. What the Hades just happened?
Marissa: A poetry slam, it's a 'hipster' thing
Steve: I think those were popular in the 40s in Harlem.
Marissa: Well, I gotta run. Lets do this again sometime.
Steve: Yeah sure, here's my number. Call me when you'd like to-uh-do something a little less 'hipster'.
Marissa: Haha okay bye!
Steve: Buh Bye!
Steve: Now to get out of this place before I'm forced to listen to amateur poetry again.
END OF AUDIO RECORDING
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The Demivengers: Percy Jackson Meets The Avengers
FanfictionWhen the prophecy of seven (and Nico) meet the Avengers not only will they kick butt but also create dramatic scenes and make you laugh in the process.
