Okay, so first of all, this story was inspired by SushiGrade & someone I don't know the name of, unfortunately. Sorry... I can't find the post with this prompt. But anyway, I am most definitely accepting requests for oneshots! But I want to try and keep my stories K+, maybe T every once in a while...
But I promise, if it fits my writing standards, I will do my very best to write it. I have such a busy schedule right now and it will only grow worse with the rest of the Summer.
And no, I have not started on "Would It Matter" yet, *facepalms*. I know, I know, I just don't have any inspiration on how to start it and am currently having major writer's block when it comes to that story.
So, I'm trying to get over it with this. And since it's almost Indpendence Day (Happy Fourth of July!), I thought I would write some stories about our little Steveo, who is such a cutie I can't help but write for him. Lol, but seriously, I would love for your guy's ideas about oneshots! Until next time! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Ugh, no. I own nothing of this.
Thor snickered quietly as he hid around the corner of a doorway. He had been going around Stark Tower and trying out a new prank he had found on all of the Avengers; a very clever one at that.
He had already gotten Natasha, Clint, Tony, Bruce, and even Darcy to fall for the prank, and now he was going to try it on Steve. The prank was that he would ask them to hold something, and when they took it from them they would fall comically over.
The main source of the prank was Mjölnir.
He straightened his posture and confidently walked out into the living room of the Tower where Steve was sitting on the couch reading some book, if Thor had heard correctly when they had been at the breakfast table, it had been called 'To Kill A Mockingbird', much to Thor's confusion.
What was this mockingbird? And why would you kill it?
Thor shook off that thought as he headed over to Steve, who was reading the book intently.
"Brother Steve!" Thor exclaimed, hiding the hammer behind his back. Steve looked up at him and nodded once in acknowledgement with a small smile.
"Thor," He said quietly, well, quiet compared to Thor's booming voice. He walked up beside the couch when Steve went back to reading his book, and prepared himself for the next couple of moments.
"Will you hold this for me?" He asked casually.
"Yeah, sure," Steve said, still reading the book, while holding out his hand for Thor to give it to him. Thor smirked before taking the hammer out from behind his back and placing the handle of it in the open palm of Steve's hand.
Thor's smirk faded when his expectant response from Steve failed. So he just stood there, mouth open and staring down at his hammer in Steve's hand.
Steve had decided to take the day off from all of the work and just hang out at the tower. He wasn't originally going to do so, until Natasha and Bruce had convinced him to take a rest from being the Leader of the team.
To which he responded with, as long as they informed him of any sort of emergency, to which they reluctantly agreed.
So, right now he was just sitting on the couch reading a book Pepper had suggested for him to read. The two of them both loved books and would often recommend books to each other to read, and then would discuss it, usually getting a remark from Tony about Steve's age and how reading was.
But once when Tony had done it, Pepper had been there and made it clear how much she personally loved reading, to which Tony was completely shocked by and had stuttered with an apology.
Steve smiled in remembrance of that night and continued reading the latest book suggested by Pepper. He was suddenly brought out of his deep reading by Thor's booming voice.
"Brother Steven!" Thor said, and Steve looked up and nodded while smiling.
"Thor," He said, before returning to his book.
"Will you hold this for me?" Thor asked.
"Yeah, sure," Steve said as he put out his hand, not looking up, for Thor to place the object in. He felt a firm weight be placed in his hands and clasped his fingers around it.
When he noticed Thor never moved, he looked up to see Thor standing there gaping at his hand. Eyes wide, and mouth slightly opened.
"Thor?" He asked, but when he received no response, he followed the god's gaze down to his hand, and his heart stopped at the sight.
He was holding Mjölnir in his hand. He immediately dropped the book and the hammer simultaneously and stood up abruptly.
"Thor, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean- I didn't know, I just-" His apologies were interrupted by Thor clapping a hand on his shoulder and smiling.
"Have no worries, Captain. This proves you are worthy of carrying Mjölnir!" He said with a large smile, leaving Steve confused.
"How is that even possible?" Steve asked as he looked down at the large hammer on the ground where he had dropped it. Thor opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Clint, Natasha, Bruce and Tony walking into the room.
"What's all the commotion about?" Tony asked as he headed straight for the coffee pot and turned it on.
"Yeah, and how is what even possible?" Clint asked as he sat down on one of the bar stools near the counter. Before Steve could say anything, Thor started speaking for him.
"Something about Mjölnir," Thor said as he picked it up and Clint rolled his eyes.
"Let me guess, Thor pranked you, too?" Natasha asked as she walked into the living room.
"Ah, I tried, Lady Natasha. But it appears my prank has failed." Thor said before nudging Steve in the arm and trying to hand him the hammer.
Steve, still in a state of mild confusion, hesitantly took Mjölnir from him, and was still slightly shocked he could hold it without falling to the ground. He looked up from the hammer, to the four people staring at him in shock.
He nervously chuckled, and out of complete nervousness, started kind of moving the Hammer around in his hand as he looked at the people who were continuously staring at him.
"I believe this act has rendered them speechless, Steven." Thor said, and after a few more moments of tense silence, Tony spoke up.
"What the..." He said quietly. "How the- how did this happen? Captain America is worthy of carrying Thor's Hammer. Wow. If that doesn't say cliche I don't know what does." He said, earning a slight punch in the arm from Bruce. Tony winced in exaggerated pain and rubbed his arm.
"Thor, how is that even possible?" Bruce asked calmly, even though he was just as confused and stunned as everyone else.
"I guess that our Captain has done so many honorable things in his lifetime, it has deemed him worthy of wielding Mjölnir." Thor said, and once again everyone's attention shifted from Thor to Steve whom just shrugged.
"I don't know what on earth I could have done to have been worthy of such a thing," He said quietly, utterly confused.
"Wow." Was all Clint managed to say at first, "But I thought that when you tried to pick the Hammer up at that party Tony held here before the whole Ultron fiasco, you couldn't do it?"
"Wait," Natasha said, and after a moment of what looked like deep thinking, she spoke again,
"Yeah, but he did manage to make it move a little bit. Which maybe that means something between that time and now he did something worthy." Natasha said, and then the room erupted in quiet conversations and false accusations and ideas and thoughts about what had possibly happened.
"Guys," Steve said, and tried again when no one had noticed. "Guys!" He said a little louder this time, catching their attention and efficiently cutting off their talking.
He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably before continuing, "I did sort of, um, well, I could lift it then." He said sheepishly and the room eerily quiet again. "I could have lifted it then," He said and Tony frowned in confusion with his brows knitted together.
"Well, then why didn't you?" He asked and Steve shrugged.
"I didn't want to hurt Thor," He answered quietly. "I wasn't at all expecting to be able to lift it, and when I felt it budge," He paused and shrugged again. "I don't know, I just thought it would be best if I wouldn't lift it." He looked over at Thor guiltily, but was surprised when he just smiled.
"This does not hurt me at all, Steven! I am proud that you are able to carry it!" Thor said, patting him on the back so hard, Steve was shocked he didn't fall face first into the ground.
"Really?" He asked in surprise and Thor nodded eagerly.
"This could prove to be very useful in future battles!" He said, and Steve nodded slowly, thinking of the many ways it could help.
"Yeah," He said before handing the Hammer back to it's rightful owner. "Here," He said, and Thor took it from him with a smile. Steve looked back up at the others who were also looking at him with smiles.
"Let's hear it for Captain America!" Tony said with a big smirk, before they all clapped, including a few whoops coming from Tony and Clint. Steve felt a lot of familiarity in those six words. He sheepishly smiled and felt the heat in his cheeks.
Somehow Natasha had managed to get next to him and she gently shoved him in the arm. He looked down at her and felt that her smile was contagious.
"You deserve it," She whispered and a warm feeling settled right in his chest as he looked out at the scene playing before him. The Avengers might not be the Howling Commandos, but they were a pretty great family.
Sure, they might be slightly dysfunctional, but they were definitely a good family, and Steve wouldn't have it any other way.
Please, please, please! I need some ideas! I might add some of my own oneshots inhere, but still, please review and tell me some ideas! :)