nothingeverlost Steve finds out the GOP is using his image in a commercial or on a poster.
Oh. Oh hell. Oh Hell man. Just, just right to the point, huh?
Ok, well. Let’s just pretend they’re all happily living in Avengers Tower for this little ditty, ok?
Let’s just say this is very ANTI the current American administration. I wasn’t sure how to tag or not tag that, so please just skip over (and fucking unfollow me) if you agree with what’s going on the Republican Party at the moment.
And if you’re America, PLEASE VOTE. So much depends on it.
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Tony and Pepper were curled up on the couch when the commercial came on. Tony snarled, not wanting to sit through another piece of propaganda, when a familiar face came across his screen. He sat up tall, Pepper sitting next to him, jaw on the floor.
On the screen was Steve, resplendent in his red, white, and blue uniform, directing officers during the battle of New York, while a voice over it called for reform, and a return to the “values” that made America great. It ended with a scene from one of the 1940′s USO propaganda films with Steve and the Commandos, with the call to Make American Great Again.
“Oh my god,” Pepper muttered as the commercial changed. “Do you think he knows?”
“I-” Before Tony could finish they heard a reverberating crash coming from the floor above them. “He knows.”
They both stood, rushing to the common room where they found Steve, crossing the room in an undershirt, sweatpants, flip flops, and his shield, looking for all the world like he planned on walking to DC.
“Steve, buddy...”
He didn’t even stop. “No, Tony.”
Tony stepped in front of him. “We can fix this.”
Steve fumed, his words coming out harsh. “I thought I had. There was a whole war to stop this. To stop hate and fascism and racism and camps and I wake up how many damn years later to find out it meant nothing?” He shook his head. “How can they just... without me knowing... and that...” He swung his left hand, punching through the wall to his side.
“Good thing you’re not a lefty,” Tony muttered. “Look, we start with an injunction. Get them to stop airing the commercial. Pepper’s already getting the lawyers on it...”
Steve pushed past him, towards the elevators. “These people don’t respond to that.”
Tony shuffled sideways to follow him. “And we get you online, right now, right this minute. We can have you posted to every social media website simultaneously saying you are not a part of their campaign.”
Steve hit the button for the elevator. When it didn’t come immediately he hit it five more times. “Fake news, you know. My own declaration will be called fake news.”
“And what’s your plan, huh? You gonna go talk some sense into them?”
The doors opened and Steve stepped into the elevator. “No. I’m going to punch them.”
“Punch them? Congressmen? The whole GOP?”
Steve’s face was grim as the doors closed. “Nazis, Tony. You punch Nazis.”
