This Tension Though
*slides into panel on knees* How goes it people?
When I first posted this fic, it was only supposed to be a birthday gift for a fellow writer here on FF. I was curious one afternoon and went to see how the oneshot was doing, and to my surprise... HOLYSHIT46FOLLOWSAND71FAVS?! *FAINTS*
Here's the deal: I would absolutely LOVE to keep writing these oneshots for you but, I'M OUT OF IDEAS! If you'd like me to continue this 'series' then I ask that you lovely people to send me prompts! Throw them at me or something because I really want to continue!
All I ask is that they have no romance; I mean, I could hint to it, but that's as far as I'm comfortable going. The romance genre is srsly not my forte...I'd make you cry...in pain…
So in the meantime I'm gonna give you this mini oneshot that I literally pulled out of my ass during work *sweatdrops and nervous laughter* WHICH I'M NOT AT RIGHT NOW I SWEAR! *runs*
I do believe a disclaimer is in order: DearlyFictitious does not own the Percy Jackson series or anything Marvel related. This was written purely for entertainment and no money was made off this.
Warning, this is not beta'd.
Steve was uncharacteristically slouched over the breakfast table trying to stare his bowl of oatmeal into submission. He found out they'd run out of strawberry cream and only had peaches and cream left.
Strawberry cream was his favorite.
But this was only a small portion as to why he was so irate that morning. Tony and Bruce had been playing in the labs for five consecutive days working on who knows what and making an absolute ruckus during the night. At first he thought that they were under attack and he'd charged into the 3rd lab only to see Tony laughing his rear off at something mundane and Bruce smiling wide eyed and full of carefree wonder. He found that he didn't have the heart to break up their fun and allowed them to continue their experiments. He thought to himself that it was worth losing a few nights a sleep.
If only the rest of the team agreed with him.
At first the others had stuffed their ears with plugs or wax, but he was quick to scold them that they wouldn't be able to hear any alarms go off if the world was in trouble. So with scowls thrown in his direction, he confiscated all of the ear protection and set off the play peacemaker. It wasn't all that hard, he could settle most verbal disputes, but the most difficult hurdle was playing babysitter and keeping the others from attacking each other. The boys were by far the worst off and most definitely not taking it well. Said boys were currently behind Steve laying on opposite sides of the plush couch just staring off into nothing, and creepily if he may add.
Just this week alone, he'd been drenched and electrocuted by them no less than seventeen times. Jason kept pestering him with half coherency on letting him tell the 'Science Bros' to shut the eff up. He even had Percy asking if he could go home to his Father's place, and Steve was relieved that he had redirected him to Fury for the veto; in a fit of petulance, Percy had burst all the pipes on that floor and told Fury with his back turned to try and touch me Blinky and I'll flood all of SHIELD HQ.
Suffice to say that it took a shit ton of willpower on Fury's part not to snap the Sea Prince's neck on the spot, but fortunately for him, the Director was on Steve's side on maintaining the peace and agreed that Banner really needed all the happy time he could get.
Percy was twirling his pen rapidly between his fingers and jittering his knee, while Jason had half of his body hanging off the armrest and was working on a way to drill a hole into the ground with his mind. Steve mused that is was a small mercy that the only people that didn't set them off was each other, so he thought it best to keep them together for the time being.
Thor on the other hand was no such exception to their ire.
Well, sorta, at least not in the demiteen's case. For some ungodly reason he was immune to the loud thunderous noises coming from the labs and proving so by loudly stomping into the kitchen and belting out,
"Steve! What do you think Bruce and Tony are working on down there in their caves?"
Steve winced at his volume, "I'm not sure. Probably something to revolutionize today's modern tech?"
"Ha! Yes, that would be a feat indeed." Thor agreed. He looked around and spotted the surly teenagers. Steve felt like a block of lead had suddenly made its home in his stomach when he saw him march towards them. He had miraculously keep them apart from each other and was now about to witness what would happen upon contact.
"It's showtime." muttered a voice underneath the table.
Steve nearly fell out of his seat when he saw it was Clint lying beside the table legs.
"What on earth are you doing there?"
"Thought I could catch some z's under here." he craned his head towards the inevitable eruption in the living room and heard his spine crack in various places, "Well, I thought it was a good idea at the time." he groaned.
"I've got to stop this." Steve was about the leap into action but was halted by an iron like grip on his ankle. He stared dead into the crazed eyes of the archer.
"Don't you dare ruin the show; been waiting for this all week."
He was about to try and kick him off but then saw that he was too late, "Oh no…" Thor had plonked himself between the demigods and launched them both into the air. He saw them hit the floor with dull thuds and flinched at the venom in their eyes.
"You two are far too thin, how do you expect to ever become proper warriors when you neglect your nutrition and allow yourselves to become waif-like?" he grabbed Percy's wrist and chortled, "Tis a shame indeed."
Steve sweatdropped. Compared to the Asgardian's wrist, anyone's would pale in comparison, even his own.
Percy jerked his hand away, "It's called being lean jackass."
But Thor, callous as ever, could just not take a hint, "Don't you worry Griskas, with my experience, I'll be the one to guide you, and someday you may call yourselves warriors."
And to everyone's surprise, it was Jason who snapped and clotheslined Thor to the ground unconscious.
Jason stood over the fallen Asgardian and smirked, "Who's an experienced fighter now?" he then joined Percy into beating the living punching bag.
o0•In Lab No.4•0o
Bruce looked over and saw Tony frowning.
"What's the matter Tony?"
Tony slammed his power drill onto the table, "It's just that those guys upstairs are so loud!" he clicked his tongue, "I swear, some people just have no consideration for others."
Lol, I almost wanted to sock Tony in the face after writing that. XD
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