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[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[He's not leaving his room again.]

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[jeremy-rand.livejournal.com]

[Janice is standing outside his door, knocking sharply and strangely not too weirded out by the fact that she's not exactly a she anymore.]

Steve, please let me in.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't quite recognize the voice so he doesn't open the door. The fact of the matter is this. He woke up, went to the shower and found he was not only shorter, but lost a few things and gained others. He has no idea what's going on, he will never have an idea of what's going on. And he will never call himself 'she' no matter the cupsize. Or lack of a penis.

He looks up, swallows, then speaks with an attempt at a deep voice.]

No. Who are you?

[He cringes.]

[kingofarchers.livejournal.com]

[Clint will just keep knocking then. He has nothing but time, Steve, nothing but time.]

Cap? Remember this moment if you make me hurt my hand on your door and can't save you later.

I love you so much right now.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Steve lifts his head in horror. There is no way he's opening the door. Never. Not in a million years. There is no way he's going to let Clint seem him like this.

It's times like these Steve forgets that Clint does have seniority on some issues. And well, if a teammate is acting oddly out of sorts and locked themselves in their room at HQ. There are passwords.

Because there is just no way he's going to open the door.]

[dirtyenough4u.livejournal.com]

I'm sure it's not that bad... Or permanent. I swear it's the last time I hit any kind of random button on anything. Ever.

<3

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[The woman's voice, his voice, his muffled behind the door.]

Natasha, I don't even know how to walk anymore.

[Usually the unflappable Captain America? Is flapping. But the door opens and 'he' peers out.]

Does anyone else know about this.

[caffeinatedgod.livejournal.com]

Steven... you'll have to eat. It can not be that bad.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Yup. Steve is of the opinion that he'd rather starve right now. Awful thing? He can't blame it on anyone. He attempts to disguise his voice and says through the door:]

Yes I can.

[icebloodedgirl.livejournal.com]

...Magic gone wrong, or something else? [Wide-eyed but mostly considering.]

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

... I don't know. ... I know I haven't done anything personal against Loki. Well, from my perception, anyway.

[smash-stuff.livejournal.com]

[....not even if the Hulk was rampaging in the back parking lot outside Steve's window?

Because that's totally what's happening.]

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Okay.

Maybe for the Hulk he'd come out of his room and make haste to the training center to steal an a woman's field team uniform and grab his shield.

But the Hulk better not start bragging or nothing.]

[torturedbyskull.livejournal.com]

[Aw, Stephanie Steve, you can open the door for you best pal. He promises not to laugh, he's only curious. He wants to help. Isn't that what friends are for?]

Is this... Is this another side-effect of that serum?

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[You'll have to wait for two minutes, Bucky. Steve paces for a moment, realizes this is the guy who's seen him in every embarrassing situation known to man (well, nearly every embarrassing situation). Who is he to deny his best friend yet another situation? Steve opens the door looking quite miffed, smaller, and well, a woman.]

I.. don't know. There wasn't any pain. Get in here. I don't want too many more people to see.

[jeremy-rand.livejournal.com]

[Janice is standing outside his door, knocking sharply and strangely not too weirded out by the fact that she's not exactly a she anymore.]

Steve, please let me in.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't quite recognize the voice so he doesn't open the door. The fact of the matter is this. He woke up, went to the shower and found he was not only shorter, but lost a few things and gained others. He has no idea what's going on, he will never have an idea of what's going on. And he will never call himself 'she' no matter the cupsize. Or lack of a penis.

He looks up, swallows, then speaks with an attempt at a deep voice.]

No. Who are you?

[He cringes.]

[kingofarchers.livejournal.com]

[Clint will just keep knocking then. He has nothing but time, Steve, nothing but time.]

Cap? Remember this moment if you make me hurt my hand on your door and can't save you later.

I love you so much right now.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Steve lifts his head in horror. There is no way he's opening the door. Never. Not in a million years. There is no way he's going to let Clint seem him like this.

It's times like these Steve forgets that Clint does have seniority on some issues. And well, if a teammate is acting oddly out of sorts and locked themselves in their room at HQ. There are passwords.

Because there is just no way he's going to open the door.]

[dirtyenough4u.livejournal.com]

I'm sure it's not that bad... Or permanent. I swear it's the last time I hit any kind of random button on anything. Ever.

<3

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[The woman's voice, his voice, his muffled behind the door.]

Natasha, I don't even know how to walk anymore.

[Usually the unflappable Captain America? Is flapping. But the door opens and 'he' peers out.]

Does anyone else know about this.

[caffeinatedgod.livejournal.com]

Steven... you'll have to eat. It can not be that bad.

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Yup. Steve is of the opinion that he'd rather starve right now. Awful thing? He can't blame it on anyone. He attempts to disguise his voice and says through the door:]

Yes I can.

[icebloodedgirl.livejournal.com]

...Magic gone wrong, or something else? [Wide-eyed but mostly considering.]

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

... I don't know. ... I know I haven't done anything personal against Loki. Well, from my perception, anyway.

[smash-stuff.livejournal.com]

[....not even if the Hulk was rampaging in the back parking lot outside Steve's window?

Because that's totally what's happening.]

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[Okay.

Maybe for the Hulk he'd come out of his room and make haste to the training center to steal an a woman's field team uniform and grab his shield.

But the Hulk better not start bragging or nothing.]

[torturedbyskull.livejournal.com]

[Aw, Stephanie Steve, you can open the door for you best pal. He promises not to laugh, he's only curious. He wants to help. Isn't that what friends are for?]

Is this... Is this another side-effect of that serum?

[americacapt.livejournal.com]

[You'll have to wait for two minutes, Bucky. Steve paces for a moment, realizes this is the guy who's seen him in every embarrassing situation known to man (well, nearly every embarrassing situation). Who is he to deny his best friend yet another situation? Steve opens the door looking quite miffed, smaller, and well, a woman.]

I.. don't know. There wasn't any pain. Get in here. I don't want too many more people to see.