Steve took a sip of his glass of milk and wandered idly down one of the many corridors of the Avenger's Tower. He'd finished training for the morning and was at a bit of a loss as to what to do next. Things had been quiet on the Avenger's front for a couple of days now and he was getting restless. The sound of muffled noises had him heading towards the media room. He walked into the room and found Thor standing in front of the giant flat screen TV which took up half the wall. The blonde man had a frown on his face as he seemed to be looking for something on the TV unit.
Steve came to stand beside him. "What are you doing?"
"Pepper suggested I should spend some time watching the images from this wondrous box," said Thor. "The maiden did think such a thing would help me to understand this strange new world."
Steve nodded. "That's a good idea." He looked him up and down. "You know, people generally sit when they're watching TV."
"I wish to change the image."
"Why don't you use the remote?"
"I do not believe that to be an option, Steve Rogers."
"Why, did you lose it?" Thor gave him a sideways look and Steve's lips quirked. "You broke it, didn't you?"
"It is not my fault that everything in this realm is made for those with dainty hands," he grumbled. "I am an Asgardian, our craftsmen know how to make things properly."
Steve chuckled. "Make sure when you tell Stark about this, that you use the bit about dainty hands, won't you?" He looked back at the screen. "What were you watching before the remote broke?"
"A talking deer who promised me the sweetest of meads which would make me irresistible to all maidens," said Thor thoughtfully.
"You mean like a beer commercial?"
"What is this word, this commercial?"
"It's something people put on TV during regular shows so you will buy their stuff," Steve explained.
"Hm," Thor pondered, "a talking deer would be an object of great interest."
"Actually, Thor, I don't think there is any such thing as a talking deer."
Thor scratched his beard and looked pensive. "Are you sure, Steve Rogers?"
Steve thought about all the impossible things he'd seen in this century he'd been woken up in and grimaced. "No, not really." Sometimes Steve could really identify with Thor, they were both trying to work this world out with varying degrees of success.
They turned their attention back to the big screen in time to see a young, well-muscled man holding a pizza box ringing a doorbell. "I wouldn't mind some pizza right now," Steve mused idly, thinking back to the all the pies he and Bucky had shared before the war. They were good times, good, uncomplicated times.
Back on the TV screen, the door was opened by two incredibly well-endowed blonde women in the skimpiest of outfits which barely covered said assets. Steve blinked. Women sure did dress differently in this century. If a girl had been seen in public like that, she'd have started a riot and been arrested. The two girls with dark tans were whispering in each other's ears and giggling at the pizza boy who had the beginnings of a smirk. They dragged him into the house and promptly started to strip his clothes off.
Thor looked confused. "This pizza of yours is very strange, Steve Rogers. Why do these Valkyrie accost the young warrior? There was no provocation on his behalf. He seemed only to be bearing gifts."
The man in question was suddenly naked and the next shot on screen left no doubt in mind Steve's mind that the guy was enjoying this turn of events. His eyes went wide as he realised what this was as the two women tearing their tops off. Breasts Steve had never seen the like of before, bounced out, ignoring all effects gravity attempted to have on them. Both he and Thor quickly turned around, putting their backs to the confronting images. Steve had heard of these kinds of things before, where a certain type of film could be bought off the black market for stag nights, but he'd never seen any for himself. Behind them the sound of moaning and sucking could be heard. Steve and Thor exchanged mortified looks.
As luck would have it, Tony chose that exact moment to walk into the room. Tony paused briefly, taking in how he and Thor were standing with their backs to the TV. Tony then looked at the screen where the embarrassing noises were getting louder. He didn't miss a beat. "Word to the wise, fellas," Tony commented as he continued walking, "if you're trying to watch porn, you're doing it wrong." He stopped by his desk and picked up a clear, glass tablet, starting to tap away at the screen.
The groans of ecstasy behind them were growing ever louder.
Thor scowled at him, clearly unsettled. "You enjoy partaking in viewing such debauchery, Tony Stark?"
Tony looked up briefly from his tablet. "I watch TV to escape real life, not to re-live it." He waggled a finger between the two of them. "And you'll notice I'm not even questioning why the two of you are in here attempting to watch porn together."
Steve fought hard not to blush, not wanting to give the other man any more ammunition. "We can't turn it off," he said tersely.
"Clap once to turn it off, twice to turn it on" Tony instructed him. His lips twitched. "That is if you're hands aren't too busy, of course."
Steve immediately clapped once and to his great relief the noises behind him stopped. He glared at Tony. "I wouldn't be caught dead watching that kind of thing."
"The trick is not to get caught at all," said Tony in amusement. "And don't worry, I won't tell anyone. It'll be our little secret."
Bruce walked in to the room and didn't look too happy.
"I just caught Boy Band and Boy Scout watching porn together," Tony announced with great glee to the other man before Bruce could say a word.
Steve gave him a frustrated look. "No, we weren't, and you just said you wouldn't tell anyone."
Tony pulled a mock regretful face. "Sorry, Cap, it just came up in conversation naturally."
Thor sighed heavily. "I miss Asgard."
"I miss being frozen in the ice," said Steve dourly.
Bruce shook his head. "I don't know what you're all talking about and I don't care." He fixed Tony with an accusatory look. "Did the other guy almost kill Pepper yesterday?" he asked, clearly agitated.
Tony grimaced. "There were a few tense seconds, but it turned out okay."
Bruce's eyes went wide, looking like he was going to be sick. "I told you it was a bad idea!" he yelled at Tony. "We're never going to do that again!"
Tony held up a calming hand. "Okay, calm down, B, you're starting to go a little green around the edges."
A muscle in Bruce's jaw ticked. "How can you not care that I almost killed Pepper?" he bit out.
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