Prompt:
Avengers Academy Steve gets shrunk to his pre-serum self, so Jan (and the
reader) comforts him while Tony works in the lab to reverse the effects, making
snippy comments the whole time.
Note:
Yaaaaas! First Avengers Academy Prompt!
It was a seemingly nice day at Avengers
Academy. The sun was shining, there weren’t and Hydra Blimps or angry green men
with large heads pointing lasers at the school or even and Chitauri roaming the
campus (which had happened for an entire month once). No, today was a nice,
normal day.
Or it had
been until you and Janet Van Dyne stumbled upon the formerly tall, formerly
muscular Captain America.
“Oh my God, Steve, are you all right?”
“No,” he replied, shaking his head. At the
moment, he was kind of hiding behind a tree.
“What happened? Why are you so tiny?” Janet
asked curiously.
“I…I don’t know,” Steve rubbed the back of
his neck sadly. “It just kind of happened. Please don’t let Tony find out! I
already get enough teasing from him as it is.”
“Steve, I don’t know who else could fix you,”
You told him. “Tony might be our only option.”
“Janet, you’re good with chemicals, right?”
“Define good,”
“Like good enough to turn me back?” Steve
asked, his eyes pleading. Janet thought for a second.
“No, probably not.” She whipped out her
phone. “I’m calling Tony.”
“Janet please!”
“There’s no need, little man,” Tony laughed
as he walked around the corner. “I mean, I always knew that you had been small
before, but you were small before!
You’re not even up to my shoulder!” Steve’s face turned bright red. He hid
behind you in embarrassment.
“Tony, leave him alone,” You said. “This isn’t
his fault,”
“What? It’s not his fault that he was
hilariously small? Mr. Big Buff and Tough couldn’t even hurt a fly now, let
alone a Hydra goon!”
“Tony, seriously, this isn’t a joke,” Steve
tried, still standing behind you. His face was red. He wished Tony would stop
making fun of him, especially in front of you. Oh, he wished you didn’t have to
see him like this, so tiny and weak. It was embarrassing.
“Aww come on, Rogers. I’m just playing. I
mean, I can probably fix you. Probably. I’ll ask Professor Pym for help,” Tony
ran off towards the lab with you, Steve, and Janet not far behind.
It didn’t take long to explain the
predicament to Professor Pym.
“Please say you can fix me,” Steve pleaded
worriedly.
“I’m not sure exactly,” Pym stroked his chin.
“But we can surely try! For science!”
“Time to be the best,” Tony cracked his
knuckles and set to work in the lab, messing with a giant electromagnetic ball
in a large glass cylinder, and Janet started mixing chemicals at the lab table.
Pym grew to about twenty feet tall and sat on the building, using it as a
stool.
Steve started to wander off, and you went
with him, not wanting to leave him alone while he was stuck like this.
“Hey Steve,”
“Hey (Y/N),” he replied. He sounded sad.
“If there’s anyone who knows how to fix you,
it’s them. I know it.” You tried to comfort him.
“Yeah,” he nodded, shoving his hands into the
pockets of his pants that were three sizes too big. His belt was barely able to
hold them onto his hips, and even then he had to roll them up several inches so
they weren’t too long. “I’m just worried, you know? What if they can’t do
anything and I’m stuck like this forever? Would Fury even let me stay at the
school?”
“Don’t be silly. Of course you would be able
to stay. He wouldn’t kick Captain America
out of Avengers Academy.”
“I don’t feel like Captain America anymore,”
he mumbled. You looked to him with empathy. He stared at the ground, tears
forming in his blue eyes. You stepped towards him and held him close, not
wanting to ever let go.
“Don’t you ever say that, Steve. It doesn’t
matter if you’re 5’4” and thin or 6’2” and buff, you’ll always be Captain
America to me. Always.”
“You really mean it, (Y/N)?” Steve asked
softly, holding you just as tight as you held him.
“With all of my heart.”
“Thanks,” He said. “I needed that,”
“Now come on,” You laced your fingers through
his and started walking towards the lab. “Let’s see if they figured anything
out.”
***
It was a few hours later when Tony brought
out Steve’s treatment, a syringe filled with blue liquid.
“That’s right, I’m a genius. No need to thank
me,” Tony handed it over.
“This is it?” Steve asked uncertainly. Janet
nodded.
“Should do the trick. After that, I think it’s
time we threw a party. Club A is always there waiting.” Janet pointed to the
club across the campus.
“Here goes nothing,” Steve took the syringe
carefully, sticking it into his vein and squeezing the liquid into his arm. For
a few seconds, nothing seemed to happen. And then, as if by magic, Steve
started to grow, getting taller by the second as his muscles began to fill out
the uniform that he had been swimming in only moments before. Pretty soon, he
was back to his normal self.
Taking you completely by surprise, the first
thing he did was hug you.
“Thank you for keeping my head in the right
place,” he leaned down and whispered in your ear. He was so much taller now,
almost an entire foot.
“No prob, Steve,” you replied, smiling.
“Come on you lovebirds, let’s get this party
started!” Janet led the crew to Club A for a much-needed dance party.
am I the only one who thinks tiny Steve is adorable?
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