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[punchedhitler]

Yes ma'-

[Some stuttering, here.]

No, I'm truly so-sorry, uh-

[And a crash]

Thank you ma'am, I'll see to it that my eye heals up, yes, thank you, it was nice to meet you, bye!

[ooc: catch him anywhere!]

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[mightbeconcussed]

[Lucy is out running errands when she catches sight of Steve. He's cute and she thinks she's talked to him once or twice, but maybe not. She's seen him on the network anyway. This seems like the perfect opportunity to introduce herself and if he's standing under some mistletoe...

Oh well.]

[punchedhitler]

[Part of the problem is that even though Steve would rather not kiss anyone, he can't actually bring himself to be rude to anyone, so when she approaches he holds still, as if that will keep the mistletoe away.]

Hello, miss.

[mightbeconcussed]

So there's this plant and this curse. Hold still.

[And he's going to get kissed regardless. She'll try to make it painless.]

[punchedhitler]

[He twists but can't quite get away, and he manages to lay one on him.

He turns bright, bright red]

Miss.

action;

[anunluckypenny]

[This is an inevitability.

Since Uhura convinced her to ask Steve out, Penny has strenuously avoided him to delay what will almost certainly be either awkward acceptance or apologetic rejection. Of course she would bump into him while out and about. Of course there would be mistletoe present.

She might have to stand on tiptoe to deliver it, but Steve, here's a kiss.]

action;

[punchedhitler]

[He reaches to support her, and picks her halfway up to kiss her back.

Oh.

Oh no, Penny.]

action;

[anunluckypenny]

[Blame any and all enthusiasm behind the kiss on the curse. It may be more difficult to attribute the fact that Penny clasps her heads behind Steve's neck to mistletoe.

There's no excuse for prolonging that kiss.]

action;

[punchedhitler]

[He spins them both and settles her on the ground, and looks dumbstruck.]

Miss Penny.

[orangetoughguy]

[Freddy's out on patrol when he crosses paths with Captain America.]

What happened to your face?

[punchedhitler]

[Steve touches his eyes, which is healing up]

I got into a scrap. It's nothing, really.

[orangetoughguy]

Doing what?

[Who would fight Steve Rogers who didn't already deserve to get wanked by a shield.]

[punchedhitler]

Uh.

You can't tell Bucky, if I tell you.

video;

[yourbestguysgun]

You better be taking names there, Captain.

[ So Bucky can then go around threatening people. Obviously. But he's smiling anyway because without this curse he wouldn't be justified in his jealousy. ]

video;

[punchedhitler]

No reason to, Sergeant.

video;

[yourbestguysgun]

I kinda think there are plenty of reasons.

video;

[punchedhitler]

Like?

audio;

[signatures]

Getting into trouble, Mister Rogers?

audio;

[punchedhitler]

No one's been too angry, yet.

audio;

[signatures]

Good luck you've had so far.

What's wrong with your eye?

[fe_male]

[ Tony is out on a like, Family Circus-esque series of errands and shit around the City, but he runs into Steve and pauses, actually heads over to meet the guy, because if that's what ] I think it is. Is that a black eye?

[punchedhitler]

[He looks kind of embarrassed, okay?]

It's nothing.

[fe_male]

Oh, come on. That was rhetorical. Of course it's a black eye. Due to the nature of today I'm going to assume the obvious reasoning. Weird shit, compulsive kissing, surprise mistletoe.

action; THIS IS LATE. I'M SORRY.

[majorcrotchgrab]

[Raikov is taking full advantage of this curse and when he spots Steve, a mischievous smirk spreads across his lips.]

Oh, Steeeve~

[RUN, CAPTAIN AMERICA, RUN. Gay Russian walking straight towards you.]

[punchedhitler]

[He sees this coming.

He remembers last year.

He runs]

[majorcrotchgrab]

[The Russian picks up his pace, waving his hand]

Steve, wait...! I wanted to ask what you want for Christmas...!