I Can Do This All Day

“Didn’t one of your buddies say a sorcerer is just a wizard without a hat?” Nat asked cheerfully.

“It was always weird,” Natasha corrected, “we just didn’t notice as much.  Oh, there’s Bruce!”  She waved to another man.  “Come meet Steve’s old girlfriend!”

Her head hurt and the world was spinning. Something didn't feel right... She wanted to run a hand through her hair, then froze... Instead of the soft, crimson, locks that had grown out past her shoulders now were replaced with what felt like short cropped sides that faded into a little longer hair on top. Natasha stumbled, her body tall and lanky and... hefty. Her hands were abnormally large... and when she looked into the mirror, there was Steve's face. The Widow started to scream.

“Romanov?” he called out.  It came out in a weirdly high-pitched squeak.  He cleared his throat and tried again.  “Natasha?”  No, just the same.

“Didn’t one of your buddies say a sorcerer is just a wizard without a hat?” Nat asked cheerfully.

“Or she got better at it,” Natasha said with a mischievous grin.  “So are you sticking around?  Hope and I could definitely use some help keeping these guys from hurting themselves.”

Natasha nodded.  “Olga Barynova.  They’re still not sure where she ended up and I’m guessing you’re too early to tell if you knew.”

Natasha grinned.  “When I was training in Russia, they taught us about you as an example of dangerous Western tactics,” she said.  “I thought you were badass even then.”

The redhead in question noticed them coming and came to meet them - Peggy was a hero of hers.  “Agent Carter,” she said cheerfully.  “I’m so glad I’m going to have some help pulling Steve’s ass out of fires.”

Natasha smiled.  “And Agent Carter requires no introduction.  I can think of way worse things to do with a time portal in this century or the last.”

The redhead in question noticed them coming and came to meet them - Peggy was a hero of hers.  “Agent Carter,” she said cheerfully.  “I’m so glad I’m going to have some help pulling Steve’s ass out of fires.”

“Almost six,” said Tony.  “Top of her first grade class!  But I’ll let you go for now - lots more people to meet, I’m sure, and Steve would probably like to have you all to himself for a while, too.”

“Almost six,” said Tony.  “Top of her first grade class!  But I’ll let you go for now - lots more people to meet, I’m sure, and Steve would probably like to have you all to himself for a while, too.”

“Dad would be so disappointed in me,” Tony said cheerfully.

“A pleasure,” said Mrs. Stark.

“I’m sure Cap will be happy to introduce you to the twenty-first century,” said Tony.  “Although don’t listen to his opinions on flavoured coffee, he’s wrong, they’re delicious.”

“Ah, here are the guests of honour!” Tony Stark exclaimed, coming out of the crowd to take Peggy’s hand and kiss it.  “Weird how you’re here but I still remember you being around while I was growing up but I’m not sure this stuff is supposed to make sense.”

“All right, no interviews, then.”  Steve patted her hand, and they headed up the red carpet towards the doors.  Flashbulbs popped all around them.  The news was going to be full of speculation about Captain America’s mysterious new girlfriend.

“All right, no interviews, then.”  Steve patted her hand, and they headed up the red carpet towards the doors.  Flashbulbs popped all around them.  The news was going to be full of speculation about Captain America’s mysterious new girlfriend.

“Should we come up with a story to tell them?” Steve asked.  “Or let them make something up?”  If they came up with a story it would have to be Peggy telling it.  Steve was terrible at lying.