I'm back! (for this chapter anyway) and no dead! xD
I hope there are still some people who remember this and I'm sorry! about the late update, but that's probably how most of them will come...
Guest: Thanks. I was hoping it sounded as good here as it did in my head ^^'' As for the pills... he's taken so many, he's kinda used to them and they only work in high doses now (should I mentioned that somewhere in the chapter...)
Buckitty: This is kinda the only way I can answer your reviews, so, if you keep reviewing, get used to getting mentioned :P (please don't stop reviewing... q-q) And yes, it's PTSD )post traumatic stress disorder) and although I don't have any family members with it, I do know some people who do (I've seen them act and re-act to certain things) and I've read/heard/researched a few things to try and get it right ^^''
Now! Without further ado! Read, review and enjoy :D
Chapter 10 A suit, a picture and a war
Night claimed the camp in which our heroes slept. The full moon shone down upon the place, as six figures could be seen moving bellow. They were hidden by the shadows and shade, yet their goal was clear. A single barrack, near the edge of the camp, which had its doors slightly opened.
As the six figures advanced, one of them opened the door carefully, not letting a sound out. Three others followed the first one inside, while two waited outside, keeping an eye out.
The four inside moved silently, the two on front making next to no sound, while the other two stopped in the middle of the room as they agreed.
The barrack was empty, save for a single person sleeping on a bed on left side, second bed from the entrance. The two who were still moving came closer, one nodding while the other reached down, for something lying on the ground. Once the figure had hold of what it wanted, it tossed it carefully to the two in the middle, before moving upward, to the night stand, and taking another thing, making sure the leather didn't rub against anything.
The two away from the bed look towards their companions, a bit surprised, until they saw the smirk the 'leader' seemed to have. Taking the hint, the four made sure there was no sign of their presence before leaving the barrack along with their companions outside and disappearing into the forest.
Steve was the first to wake, with the sun's first rays landing on his face from the window. Yawning and stretching his arms, Rogers smirked as he saw the still sleeping forms of his friends.
"C'mon guys rise and shine!" he called, rolling his eyes at the groans and protests, while getting ready himself. A pillow was tossed at his head and Cap chuckled, shaking his head.
"Don't tell me you were out all night again," grinning, the Super Soldier waited for the others to slowly get up.
"You got no idea what it's like sleepin' next to Dugan…" Jim whined, glaring at the other giant, who was on his left.
"What? Use earplugs or something…" Dum Dum frowned, licking his lips.
"And the moon kept shining from your shield man…" Jones rubbed his eyes while Jacques yawned.
"You guys are a bunch of whiner babies ya know?" Barnes cracked his neck and knuckles, walking around in nothing but his boxers.
"Yeah well sorry if not all us are used to keeping Rogers safe all night," Monty had dark circles under his eyes as he fought with his hair.
"Guys, c'mon or we'll be late for breakfast!" Steve sighed and called, earning a few groans and another pillow to the head.
"Keep it down damn it!" the Howlers called, slowly getting dressed, some having a bit of trouble and others not being able to find their pants.
"What is it with you guys?" Cap blinked, but none of them said anything.
The sleepy Commandos finally managed to wake up (partly) and get fully dressed before heading to breakfast. Steve was surprisingly cheerful and the rest of the team gave him strange looks.
"What's up with you?" Gabe finally asked when they were almost done with their meals.
"You'd think he got something…" Morita mumbled into a glass of milk.
"He did come back late…" Dernier swallowed the piece of bread.
"Out with Peggy eh?" Timothy winked and nudged the Super Solider.
"…Sort of…" Rogers was red in the face but smiling.
"Wait!" Falsworth opened his eyes wide, looking at Cap, the others following.
"You don't think-?!" Bucky almost choked on the water as the rest called.
"Steve?!" Barnes choked out, looking hurt and sounding betrayed.
"What? No! I didn't-!" Rogers yelped, the smile replaced by horror and disbelieve.
"Man Rogers! You sure know how to pick 'em," the Medic laughed, along with the others.
"Ah kids these days, they grow up so fast!" Jacques wiped away a fake tear while the Brit sniffed.
"I don't know if I should be proud or confused…" Buck just stared at his best friend.
"C'mon guys! Nothing happened!" Cap threw his hands in the air.
"Well, something happened," came a new voice everyone knew.
"What are you talking about Anderson?" Monty raised an eyebrow.
"Well, I'm not sure how to say it, but it looks like we've got a Captain America wanna-be," Adam was trying to suppress a grin, but was failing.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Steve frowned in confusion.
"Come with me… there's a picture I can show you…"
"Rogers!" Phillips called as the Howlers entered the usually full meeting room. This time however, there was only Chester.
"Sir," Steve saluted, but was slightly confused.
"What happened this time?" if all the Howlers were ever called together here, that could only mean one of two things: One, they were getting a new mission, or two, they did something bad. Again.
"I don't know. Maybe you can enlighten us," the superior tossed three pictures on the table.
"W-What?" Cap blinked a few times, taking the pictures and looking at them in disbelieve. All the while the others were laughing their asses off.
On the picture was… well Captain America, dressed in his Uniform, holding a HYDRA commander who was apparently out cold, with his pans down and his snow-flake covered underwear showing. The other two were the same, with one having the Captain punching a Nazi soldier and the other with thumbs up, smiling.
"This isn't me!" the Super Soldier almost yelled, looking at his superior.
"What then? We have two Star Spangled Ballerinas? Unlikely," Chester frowned and glared at the still laughing soldiers, who calmed down soon after that.
"Maybe you have a fan?" Barnes grinned, wiping away the tear of laughter.
"Not funny Buck! This is serious!" Rogers turned to his team and raised a suspicious eyebrow. Usually they can take things seriously, especially if it's about something like this. So, why aren't they?
"Hmm…" Cap mumbled, taking a closer look at the pictures. It was hard to seeing too much detail, but something caught his eye. The build and grin of the 'Captain America'. The build was bigger and more… natural than his own 'super' one and the grin was freakishly familiar.
"No way!" he yelled, eyes wide as the Howlers started laughing yet again, with an annoyed Cap glaring holes at all of them.
"Looks like I win ladies! Pay up!" Bucky smirked, holding out his hand, as most of them could hardly breathe, but managed to toss a few coins at his palm.
"I can't believe you guys!" the Super Soldier crossed his arms across his chest, as Phillips shook his head and left the room, before nodding in acknowledgment and grinned.
"C'mon Rogers, you gotto admit, it's funny," Jim held his side, which hurt from laughing so much.
"When? Why? And how?"
"When? Well, last night," Jones shrugged casually, as Cap sighed in the 'I should have known' way.
"Why? For laughs? 'Cause we can? Probably something else there too yea," Dugan thought for a few seconds before nodding.
"As for how… Sneak in, get the stuff, get out, find a base, taking it down, grab a camera and take pictures," Barnes explained, tossing a couple of coins at the blonde.
"…I still can't believe it…" Steve muttered, catching the coins and putting them in his pocket.
"Did I mention Carter knows about this too?" Adam spoke casually as one turned in dread while the rest fell down, holding their stomachs or sides, dying of laughter.
"Peggy too! You've got to be fucking kidding me!"
"LANGUAGE!"
"I see… that does explain a few things," Peggy nodded, sipping her coffee.
"What are you going to do about it then?" she added, looking across the small table at the man sitting there, shoulder slumped and head hung slightly.
"…I need your help," Steve looked her in the eyes, fear and uncertainty in his voice.
"Are you sure? This is a most heinous crime," she carefully set the cup down.
"I'm sure. They need to pay," Rogers nodded, looking up.
"Then it's settled. From hence forth, we are bound by this single mission, till the end or our death," she spoke in such a way; one might think she was preforming.
"Let the prank war begin."
Well, that marks a new beginning :P I want to mention, I'll mark any chapters, which will happen during the prank war, since it'll be spread out throughout a few chapters (I'll even set a 'Normal day with the howlers' which will most likely be during the prank war. But more about that next time xD
Hope you enjoyed, and if you did, feel free to review :D