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heroic_jawline) wrote2023-01-18 10:55 am
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MHA #11, Wednesday after classes
Steve had been collecting Wanda's mail since their conversation on Thursday, but the small mountain of holiday gift catalogues was now the size of Patriot and the corgi had tried to climb up it twice, so he was back in front of Wanda's apartment to put them inside. He'd brought an empty garbage bag, too, to clear out her fridge: Wanda hadn't known when she was returning (he was choosing to think 'when' and not 'if') and he didn't want her to turn around and leave because the apartment smelled like regret and three month old salad greens.
He got to the door and frowned at the glowing red light coming out from under it. It wasn't extremely noticeable but how had he missed seeing that when he raced over on Thursday to be sure the everything was locked up? He should've gone in then to turn lights off. Wanda's electrical bill was going to be ridiculous and Steve felt a little guilty about that as he reached into his pocket for the spare key Wanda'd given him after the first oops-I'm-an-animal transformation.
"Wow," Steve said, opening the door and blinking at what was waiting for him inside. That was...that was a lot of plant there...taking up most of the living room. Apparently the pulsing red light was really good for it? He put the stack of mail down on the nearest flat surface and gave the plant a placating smile and a wave. You know, just in case. "I'm going to clean out the kitchen," he told it. "Do you need water or anything?"
The plant, being a plant, said nothing but Steve had been an Avenger--and in Fandom--too long to completely trust it. "This'll just take me a few minutes," he said, feeling a little silly about talking to a plant as he made his way towards what he hoped was the kitchen. He got halfway there when the plant reached out a branch? Tentacle? Something for his leg and yanked him back and then up.
Steve sighed heavily as he tried to get his bearings from Wanda's ceiling. "Terrific," he muttered, flailing for his cell phone. Tony was never going to stop laughing about this.
[OOC: For the husband! Wanda's apartment and contents modded with
scarlet_chaos's gracious approval.]
He got to the door and frowned at the glowing red light coming out from under it. It wasn't extremely noticeable but how had he missed seeing that when he raced over on Thursday to be sure the everything was locked up? He should've gone in then to turn lights off. Wanda's electrical bill was going to be ridiculous and Steve felt a little guilty about that as he reached into his pocket for the spare key Wanda'd given him after the first oops-I'm-an-animal transformation.
"Wow," Steve said, opening the door and blinking at what was waiting for him inside. That was...that was a lot of plant there...taking up most of the living room. Apparently the pulsing red light was really good for it? He put the stack of mail down on the nearest flat surface and gave the plant a placating smile and a wave. You know, just in case. "I'm going to clean out the kitchen," he told it. "Do you need water or anything?"
The plant, being a plant, said nothing but Steve had been an Avenger--and in Fandom--too long to completely trust it. "This'll just take me a few minutes," he said, feeling a little silly about talking to a plant as he made his way towards what he hoped was the kitchen. He got halfway there when the plant reached out a branch? Tentacle? Something for his leg and yanked him back and then up.
Steve sighed heavily as he tried to get his bearings from Wanda's ceiling. "Terrific," he muttered, flailing for his cell phone. Tony was never going to stop laughing about this.
[OOC: For the husband! Wanda's apartment and contents modded with
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"I'm a terrible cleaner," he reminded Steve in lieu of a hello.
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So far, no dice.
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The plant, not being Groot, did not reply.
"Doesn't seem like it."
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For a branch. It didn't actually have hands.
"The door's unlocked when you get here."
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"Steve?" He called out as he stepped through the doorway.
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A plant that had Steve hogtied on the ceiling.
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"I guess we should be lucky you're the one that found it and not anyone else," Tony suggested, trying to decide what was the easiest way to go about this without collateral damage.
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Wiggling the fingers on his free hand said nothing and everything at the same time in regards to her magic.
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"Don't kill the poor thing," Steve warned.
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There was going to be a mess for them to clean after this.
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Steve fell from the ceiling, tucking and rolling and not breaking any furniture. He was calling that a win.
"Thank you."
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He didn't want to accidentally upset the apartment, which might be a real thing.
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"Reminder set," JARVIS' voice replied from it.
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Because the environment, but also the grossness.
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Wanda was going to come back to a new apartment at this rate.
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Well, there were a lot of worse things, but it was definitely high on the list of annoyances.
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Well, that was very formal, Steve.
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And a coffee to make up for what Tony had to abandon to rescue him.
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"Okay, we can head out now," Steve said, lingering by the doorway. "I'll be sure to lock the door. Wanda was afraid she'd forgotten to on her way out."
And while the crime rate on Fandom was laughably low, Steve wasn't taking chances.
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"Okay," he said. "Lead on."