"Yeah...we have a problem."
"Where are you two?! I've been worried sick!"
"Chill mother hen, we went to a party!"
"Aaand we wound up in the middle of nowhere somehow. The car's a wreck. Tell Tony we can't afford to pay him back. It's the cherry red one."
"...you took the most expensive car...to a party?!"
"Yeeeah? Ever hear of showing up in style?"
"I can't believe you two..."
"Anyhow, we may have gotten drunk."
"Not surprised."
"And stuff may have happened..."
"What?"
"If anyone asks why there's pictures of Nat in my room, say Tony did it."
"What?!"
"And if anyone's house got egged and other stuff, it wasn't me."
"You two...I swear."
"Sorry..."
"Just come home!"
Steve hung up with a sigh. Sam coyly took a drink of coffee. "See why it's important for me to accompany the Hawk and the Soldier?" Steve sighed again. "I'm going to have to start making some rules...better yet, I know who will love to."
"Probabaly not Fury I take it." Sam followed Steve over to the phone. "No, someone else who is good at managing a bunch of children."
He punched the number in and a seven letter name flashed on the screen.
"Oh, and Sam...I think Bucky did something to your house."