"Is that my shirt?"
Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts.
Thor pranced around the kitchen, making breakfast for her and the Captain. She wore an old white t-shirt of Steve’s, which she had spent half the morning artistically developing to suit her tastes. The final product was covered in rainbow coloured doodles, hundreds of messily placed acrylic gem stones in the shapes of stars and hearts, and ribbons badly sewn on to the sleeves and collar."Your shirt? Uh…no. My shirt now.” She turned so Steve could see the back of the shirt. Scrawled on the back of the shirt in big bold letters was: Thor’s new Midgardian garb. In tiny letters underneath it said: Courtesy of the Captain of America.











