Chapter 2- Steve
Dear Fan fiction Writers,
All right, I get it. America is a free country and you guys have the right to write whatever you want.
But, really?
Disregarding the fact, that Tony and I have been forced to do increasingly disgusting things with each other (I believe Tony wrote you a letter about that), I would like to bring up another romance topic.
I was in love with Peggy Carter. She just died a month ago. I never really got over here.
So, a little respect please? I don't know why but you guys seem to take perverse delight about paring me up with practically every dame on this planet. I have dated, been engaged to, married, died in the loving arms of, and cried hapless tears over more girls than I can even count.
Not to mention most of them seem to be disturbingly perfect. I mean is it even natural for girls to amethysts eyes? And perfect shiny hair? And to be able to speak about 5 languages?
Maybe girls have just advanced since the '40s. Who knows?
Not to mention, that half the time I can't even pronounce the girls names. They're usually about 5 words long.
Again, some respect for the dead please.
And for a guy who spent seventy years in the ice. Would you like to spend your re-awakened years constantly being chased by Mary Sues?
Thought not.
Sincerely,
Steve Rogers
P.S. I've read a ton of wonderful Steve/OC fics. This is more a criticism of Mary Sues, than Steve/OC fics.