comment_fic | Tuesday: Texts From Last Night

Happy Tuesday, everyone.

morlockiness back for another day of prompting and writing.

Today's theme is Texts From Last Night. Fret not, for the prompts don't have to be taken from that site (they can be texts of your own creation, a scenario where a text would be appropriate, etc), but wouldn't it be more fun if they were? Plenty of opportunity for allowing our favorite characters to party, toke up, complete a walk of shame, and let their friends know in a succinct message.

As always, keep the rules in mind:
+ No more than 5 prompts in a row, and no more than 3 prompts per fandom. If someone answers a prompt, you can prompt again.
+No spoilers in your prompts for at least 1 week after original air/publication date. If there are spoilers in your story, please warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces.
+For the sake of your monkeys, please format your prompts correctly. For example:

Skins, Sid/Tony, "easter eggs filled with ecstasy. it's what jesus would do."

Crossovers:

Heroes/Star Trek XI, Claire/McCoy, "It's a shame that I don't know his last name. Actually, it's an ever bigger shame that I don't know his first name"

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Marvel, Steve/Tony, No, I am at the hospital. Throwing up blood is apparently frowned upon.

Steve checked his watch and groaned slightly. Tony was late for the team meeting, and as chairperson, Steve had to frown upon that. The others were gossiping and Steve dug out his phone, starting a text message. He'd gotten pretty good at texting, based purely on the fact that Tony tended to text him when bored - which was 90% of the time.

Where are you? he sent.

Magically lala land of awesomeness Tony sent back within a few minutes.

Steve narrowed his eyes, heart in his boots, Are you drunk?

What?! No, I'm at the hospital! Throwing up blood is apparently frowned upon. Tony replied. There was a little emoticon thingy that was probably supposed to be a hurt face.

What the hell did you do this time?

No idea! Blood just went spurt! Was kinda cool.

Steve wanted to bang his head on the table. Or the wall. He sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Which hospital

NONONONONO. PEPPER. DONT NEED MORE

"Steve?" Jan asked, flying over to him and landing on his shoulder. "Is Tony on his way?"

"He's in the hospital," Steve said, showing Jan the text about Tony throwing up blood. He switched back to the other text about Pepper and chuckled softly. Who'd you puke on?

One of the board directors. That's why it was awesome. Pepper is scaryscary. D:

Jan was trying not to laugh, "Oh god, really? Poor Tony!"

"Are you kidding?" Steve asked, looking at her. "I think this is the perfect time to put him on enforced leave."

"You should text Pepper," Jan said, pointing at his phone. "Conspiracies against Tony are always better with Pepper in on them."

Steve laughed and sent a text off to Pepper: If you need any help, the Avengers are more than willing to help restrain him

PLEASE came the response less than a minute later.

Turning to the others, Steve grinned. "Avengers! We've got a mission."

Wasn't planning to use this as a prompt, but that one does just scream for Tony. Excellent fic.

XD I'm glad you enjoyed it! I honestly couldn't resist that one

Look, I'm about to answer one of my own prompts for the same reason. Today is surprisingly addictive.

:D I'm tempted to answer one of my own too

Ahahahaha that was awesome. :D

It's Tony. Of course he'd puke blood. And It's Steve. Of course he'd get the Avengers to help Pepper make Tony behave. XD

And I'm glad you did. Hee!

:D Its awesome!

Tuesday: Texts From Last Night

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