Chapter 17-modeling
By: MysticFantasy
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"I'd say that you should stay away from babysitting." Bruce said. "Not only a hazard to your mental health but it doesn't exactly pay well."
"No kidding." Clint agreed. "Maybe I should go into modeling. Like the time Steve and Thor did it."
Steve shuddered at the memory.
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"This mission is going to need someone working on the inside." Fury said. "We suspect that a female modeling agent is holding models against their will to 'steal' their body parts in order to make an army of perfect models."
"By 'steal', what do you mean exactly?" Bruce asked.
"Somehow, she's taking the parts of one model and switching them with the same parts from another. So far, we have a number of people missing but not enough evidence to nab her. That's why we need two male models to go in and see what they can find."
"I'll do it." Tony volunteered with his hand half raised.
"Not likely." Fury replied. "We're sending in Rogers and Thor."
"Not again." Steve muttered.
"What? You modeled in your day?" Clint asked.
"Close enough. The cards that exist today were suppose to be for a calender but my 'agent' didn't think that would work." the soldier answered.
"And face it, out of the team, you two are the best suited for male models." Natasha added.
"I am confused. What does this modeling partake of?" Thor asked.
Five hours later, the demi-god was fully aware of the modeling job and was now standing with Steve on a stage.
Both of them were dressed in fancy clothes and were surrounded with a few other men who looked like they were there for the show.
"Everything seems normal." Thor said in a quiet voice.
"It always does." Steve replied. "I'm just ready to get this done. I've had enough of dancing around in front of people in strange fitting clothes."
Thor chuckled at his friend before a call was heard that the show was starting. The two undercover Avengers straightened their clothes and lined up with the others.
One by one they all started to walk out on the catwalk in front of dozens of people and photographers.
Steve gave a huge annoyed sighed before putting on his face Captain America smile and walking out. His smile almost instantly faded when he spotted the rest of the Avengers sitting in a far back row and Tony and Clint were snapping photo's.
The soldier continued to act like he hadn't spotted his friends. He made it to the end of the catlwalk, stood there for a few seconds and then made his way back.
Thor made his way onto the catwalk when Steve made it off.
The super soldier decided that this was a good time to see if there was any truth to the reason of this mission.
He easily slipped away from the other men and soon found his way to what he believed was an office. He quickly located a few files that were carelessly left on the desktop.
Steve smirked when he saw that they were plans to what Fury had explained. After pocketing a few of the papers, Steve quickly got out of the office. Just as he heard his fake name being called.
He was being asked to go back out onto the catwalk because the fans wanted another look at him.
He was a little confused at this but walked back out with his trademark smile on his face once more. He walked to the announcer and stood next to him.
But before the man could say anything to the now silent crowd, a clear and very familiar voice rang out.
"Take it off!"
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Steve tossed a pillow at Tony who continued to laugh.
"Hey, at lease you got a good paycheck for that." Tony said as his laughter calmed down. "And you were asked to do some modeling when you're not avenging."
"Why did you turn the contract down?" Clint asked.
"I was a dancing monkey long enough during the war. I don't need to be one in this time." Steve answered.