#kitty has the softest feathers and is a lap-duck

[imaginesteverogerss]

Imagine Steve finding a bunch of newly hatched ducks outside a hydra base about to be destroyed and he saves them causing them to imprint on him.

Brief reference to thisearlier fill I did.

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“At least they aren’tchickens.”  Bucky quips, wry smile on hislips.  

Steve huffs, but doesn’trespond.  He’s a little busy trying tofigure out how to keep six ducklings safe on the quinjet.  He eventually settles for carefully tuckingthem into the various pockets on his uniform. The one in his left pant pocket keep wriggling out and waddling towardshis face making little peeping noises.  

“Pokey’s the cutest.”  Clint muses from one seat over.

“Huh?”  Steve glances up from trying to gently putthe duckling back in his pocket.  

“Pokey.”  Clint gestures.  “The one that keeps getting out.  He’s curious.”

“You’re naming them?”

“As if you’re not.” Clintshoots back.  

Steve shrugs; Clint’s notwrong.  “Daisy’s delicate, she gets tosleep in the cowl.”  She’s the smallestof them all and was chilly when he scooped them up in his mad dash away fromthe HYDRA base.   

“I want that one.”  Bucky points to the ducking in Steve’s rightpocket who is  actively poking andprodding at the seams of the tac gear as if it’ll give.  

“Because he’s anass?”  Steve smiles, smug.

Bucky glares.  “Because Einsteinis smart.  Lookit him tryingto break the seams so you can’t put him back.”

“Einstein?”

“He’s a problemsolver.  Fight me.” 

Steve groaned.  “Fine. When he’s old enough, he’s yours.” 

Bucky grinned and satback.  “Perfect.  And I think Kitty is Thor��s.  He was making noises about the ‘Fluffy one that curled up in a tiny ball.’”

“Aye!”  Thor was finished cleaning his armor, itseemed.  “I would be very pleased indeedif you would gift me the tiny creature. I have already named him Kitty.”

“Kitty.”  Steve didn’t ask so much as re-state.

Thor turned his phone soSteve could see the screen.  “Darcy feelsthe name is perfect.”

“Ah.”  Steve didn’t have anything more eloquent tooffer, and he turned his attention to keeping the ducklings still while theytraveled back to the Tower.  

**

It was only after theystopped following him along in a little orderly line that he adopted them out.  He gave Pokey to Clint, and Kitty to Thor (aspromised).  Einstein (Steve secretlycalled him Asshole) to Bucky, and Weeble went to Sam.  After complaining about ducklings and duckfuzz from the moment they were brought into the Tower, Steve gave Pig-Pen toTony (the one who was a little chubby, molted a little more than the others,and always managed to end up the dirtiest). He kept Daisy for himself (small, delicate, feisty Daisy), and wasteaching her how to come when called and to sit on his shoulder for movie night.

[lilinternetwarrior]

#steve and daisy are there cutest things and she has sweaters for when its cold out #he may or may not have knit them himself #einstein and bucky are a devish duo and steve wishes that bucky weren't so good at training #because einstein has totally stolen bags of chips on buck's behalf #pokey generally follows clint around and is happy to be up high sitting next to his dad #Pig-Pen usually has a smudge or two on his feathers and Tony is incredibly careful to give him a bath after every lab visit #kitty has the softest feathers and is a lap-duck #thor is pleased with his choice #weeble has the best balance and is a very responsible duck #always where he's supposed to be #and is the one to quack at his siblings if they try to get into *too much* trouble #i know nothing about ducks but i enjoyed this prompt immensely (x)

Imagine Steve finding a bunch of newly hatched ducks outside a hydra base about to be destroyed and he saves them causing them to imprint on him.

Brief reference to thisearlier fill I did.

 ~~~~~

“At least they aren’tchickens.”  Bucky quips, wry smile on hislips.  

Steve huffs, but doesn’trespond.  He’s a little busy trying tofigure out how to keep six ducklings safe on the quinjet.  He eventually settles for carefully tuckingthem into the various pockets on his uniform. The one in his left pant pocket keep wriggling out and waddling towardshis face making little peeping noises.  

“Pokey’s the cutest.”  Clint muses from one seat over.

“Huh?”  Steve glances up from trying to gently putthe duckling back in his pocket.  

“Pokey.”  Clint gestures.  “The one that keeps getting out.  He’s curious.”

“You’re naming them?”

“As if you’re not.” Clintshoots back.  

Steve shrugs; Clint’s notwrong.  “Daisy’s delicate, she gets tosleep in the cowl.”  She’s the smallestof them all and was chilly when he scooped them up in his mad dash away fromthe HYDRA base.   

“I want that one.”  Bucky points to the ducking in Steve’s rightpocket who is  actively poking andprodding at the seams of the tac gear as if it’ll give.  

“Because he’s anass?”  Steve smiles, smug.

Bucky glares.  “Because Einsteinis smart.  Lookit him tryingto break the seams so you can’t put him back.”

“Einstein?”

“He’s a problemsolver.  Fight me.” 

Steve groaned.  “Fine. When he’s old enough, he’s yours.” 

Bucky grinned and satback.  “Perfect.  And I think Kitty is Thor’s.  He was making noises about the ‘Fluffy one that curled up in a tiny ball.’”

“Aye!”  Thor was finished cleaning his armor, itseemed.  “I would be very pleased indeedif you would gift me the tiny creature. I have already named him Kitty.”

“Kitty.”  Steve didn’t ask so much as re-state.

Thor turned his phone soSteve could see the screen.  “Darcy feelsthe name is perfect.”

“Ah.”  Steve didn’t have anything more eloquent tooffer, and he turned his attention to keeping the ducklings still while theytraveled back to the Tower.  

**

It was only after theystopped following him along in a little orderly line that he adopted them out.  He gave Pokey to Clint, and Kitty to Thor (aspromised).  Einstein (Steve secretlycalled him Asshole) to Bucky, and Weeble went to Sam.  After complaining about ducklings and duckfuzz from the moment they were brought into the Tower, Steve gave Pig-Pen toTony (the one who was a little chubby, molted a little more than the others,and always managed to end up the dirtiest). He kept Daisy for himself (small, delicate, feisty Daisy), and wasteaching her how to come when called and to sit on his shoulder for movie night.