Disclaimer: I do not own anything remotely related to the Marvel Cinematic Universe. I mean I guess we bought a couple of the movies, but what I'm really trying to say is that I'm not making money off of this fan fiction. But I am slowly becoming more awesome. AND YOU CAN NEVER SUE THAT AWAY FROM ME, MARVEL.

Darcy had her whole life to consider what to say when she met her Soulmate. Everybody did, really, but Darcy knew she had more fun than others while coming up with the perfect reply to her Soulmate's eventual question. Sometimes she spent hours thinking about it, and other times she resolved to say whatever came to mind in the moment. But one thing she never gave up was staging intricate scenes every single time she sat down to eat.

This is why she could be found one summer afternoon alone in a break room down the hall from Jane's lab, recreating a musical number from Les Misérables with some rather delicious-looking frosted animal cookies.

"TWO FOUR SIX OH ONE," she sang in a comically deep voice for the bear in her right hand, then switched it up for a nearby elephant: "My name is Jean Valjean!"

A snort came from the doorway. "Do you always play with your food?"

Darcy got asked this quite often, so she was used to hearing the words. Tony seemed to enjoy asking, so to retaliate, she'd gotten more and more irreverent each time. (He seemed to enjoy that, too.)

"Actually," she replied, "some food is meant to be played with. Like... string cheese, or edible undies!" She popped the unfortunate Jabeart in her mouth and turned to stick her tongue out at the billionaire behind her.

She found a shocked Captain America standing there instead.

"You..." he haltingly began.

"Oh my Thor..." Darcy jumped up. "I'm so sorry, wow, I can't even... I can't believe I said that. I can't believe you... had to have that..."

In response, he turned, and with a blush, pulled up his shirt a little. Right above his left hip were her words. About edible underwear. Darcy, face and heart full of contrition, moved toward him. She put her hand on his arm as he let go of his shirt and shifted to face her.

"I will spend the rest of my life making this up to you," she promised solemnly.

He nodded. "You will," he agreed.

"I'll start now," she said. "What can I do?"

He cleared his throat. "Well... I guess I've wondering this my whole life, so..."

Darcy, eager to atone, looked up at his face. "What?"

"Do you, uh... have any...?" He avoided her gaze, glancing at the floor bashfully.

She began to get suspicious. "Any what?"

He looked down into her eyes. "String cheese."

Jane wasn't quite sure why Darcy was pelting Captain America with animal cookies as he ran laughing down the hallway outside her lab. She put a pen in her notebook and got up to investigate.

"Darcy...?"

"Tell you later!" Darcy shouted as she raced past with an armful of tasty ammunition. "Gotta kill my Soulmate with the cast of Les Mis first!"

Jane shook her head and got back to work.

Author's Note (January 22, 2016): Honestly you guys, go read this whole series on AO3. It's called, "Silly Words for the Silly Soul(mate fic)" and Stella's stuff is insanely awesome. You'll come back here and review, just to thank me for telling you to go there and experience it. You'll be like, "THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR CHANGING MY LIFE, CATRINASL, MOSTLY I THINK STELLA_MALODI IS THE BEST BUT I GUESS I WOULDN'T HAVE KNOWN ABOUT IF IT WEREN'T FOR YOU SO YOU'RE OKAY IN MY BOOK TOO" and I'll be like, "YOU ARE CORRECT AND ALSO WELCOME."

p.s. There is a deleted scene from this fic on my fic blog at iwillwriteyourfic DOT blogspot DOT com, so you're welcome for that too.