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Plot # 38: Notes on a Coffee Cup

Muse A frequents a coffee shop every day after school/work, Muse B works as a barista there. Muse A always sits at the same table by the window, in plain-sight of the counter, preoccupied with a book or their laptop. Muse B can’t help but notice Muse A and admire them from afar. Too shy to go up and talk to Muse A at their table, Muse B finds another way to make an impression. Muse B begins to write nice messages on Muse A’s coffee cups, gradually getting a little bolder each day. “Have a nice night.” “That must be a good book.” “You look nice today.” “You have a cute smile.” Usually, by the time Muse A notices these little notes, Muse B has switched shifts with someone else. One afternoon, Muse A comes in and orders their usual from Muse B. When the order is ready, Muse A makes sure to read the note right away. This time, the message reads: “Would you like to go out with me?” 

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"And you two are doing okay? Do you guys need money or anything?" Steve felt bad having not been around much for either of them, but in his defence he hadn’t really known about Jenna for a good part of her life so far.

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"Yeah, I mean we get by. I don’t know, mum has her money and I have mine." She shrugged, It must have been hard for him, her turning up like this. "Sorry for just turning up like this, I felt like we should get to know each other but that kinda went south."

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"It’s not your fault. I just wish your mum would have told me about you before you were born." He nodded. "I wish I could have been there when you were younger."

"I did too, before I knew who my father was. It all made sense when she told me but, it explained why I was always stronger, why I never really got sick, why I was so different." Jenna said, her head falling down, "I always thought my dad would end up being some guy that knocked up mom and left, not a hero, not someone who she willingly distanced herself from for my protection."

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Liberty knocked on the apartment door nervously, maybe he wasn't home... Maybe he'd reject her either way she was screwed, anxiously she knocked again, louder this time.

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The knocking on the front door woke Jenna, at first she wondered when her father didn’t answer it but then remembered he was away on a mission and she now had to answer her own doors.
“‘M comin’” she mumbled, sleepily walking towards the door and opening it, to be met with a younger looking girl.

"Hey, can I help you with anything?" She asked, pulling her blond hair up into a messy bun on top of her head.

"Huh…." Jenna nodded, unsure of what to say or do next.

Liberty fidgeted, “So… what’s he like?” She asked after awhile.

"He’s great. I mean he just know exactly what to say and what to do. He’s a great dad." Jenna said, thinking how to better explain him.

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Jenna frowned, “come one mom, tell me.” She sighed.

"I just need to know, why did he leave?" She nodded, giving in and accepting her moms offer of her favourite movie.

motioning towards the television, sharon placed a
hand on her daughter’s shoulder; gently nudging

Letting her mom braid her hair, she gave up on the topic.
She knew full well that her mom would not budge, she’d have to find someone else to get the information from.

"Not really…" She mumbled, her attention between the hair in her mothers hands and the movie.

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"Dad?"

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"What can I do for you, Jen?" 

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"Oh… Okay." She mumbled, looking her sad up and down.
"How hurt are you? Aunt Tasha said it was a tough mission."

Steve sighed, laying back with a sigh as he looked up to her. “Few bruises around my ribs and a cut along my arm, but aside from that…I’m pretty good. It was one of the tougher ones, yeah…”

"Do you need to be looked at?" She asked, coming to sit down next to her father. She scooped his arm up and cuddled into his side.

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Liberty knocked on the apartment door nervously, maybe he wasn't home... Maybe he'd reject her either way she was screwed, anxiously she knocked again, louder this time.

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The knocking on the front door woke Jenna, at first she wondered when her father didn’t answer it but then remembered he was away on a mission and she now had to answer her own doors.
“‘M comin’” she mumbled, sleepily walking towards the door and opening it, to be met with a younger looking girl.

"Hey, can I help you with anything?" She asked, pulling her blond hair up into a messy bun on top of her head.

The young woman threw her for a second,
"It this Captain Roger’s apartment?" She asked worried, had she go to the wrong place? "It’s urgent I speak with him."

She looked at the younger girl with confusion, “yes this is his apartment, how did you find this place, it’s classified.” She stated, standing her ground at the door way. “He’s not here at the moment. What’s so urgent anyway?”

Liberty paled,
"He’s gone?" She asked, she was screwed, "oh god, I think I’m going to be sick… My handlers are going to kill me!"

"woah, woah, woah kid. calm down, He’s on a mission at the moment, He’ll probably be back tomorow at the latest." Jenna said, looking the girl up and down before mumbling "Handlers?"

"I don’t have tomorrow! I’ll be locked up by then!" Liberty groaned miserably, "I’m dead, they’ll through me in Isolation for sure! Or worse relocate me!"

Jenna grumbled to herself, “look, come inside, no ones gonna find you in here and if they try, i’ll put them on their ass.” She said, opening the door wide and stepping aside.
"Who are you anyway, kid? You can’t just turn up at a superheroes front door and expect them to let you in." Jen said, walking past the photos of herself and Steve when she was little, into the kitchen.

“My name’s Liberty…” She said distracted by the photos, her heart skipped a beat,
he had a kid.

"Liberty hmm? Nice, I’m Jenna." She replied, turning back to the girl, noticing she’d paled and stopped, "What’s up Liberty? What’s wrong?"

"That’s you?" She asked pointing to the photos, I couldn’t be her, she had never met the captain in her life. Her heart was so loud she was surprised Jenna couldn’t hear it.

Jenna raised an eyebrow at her question, “Yeah, Steve’s my dad…” Jenna said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world “He has been since I was born.. what’s wrong with that?”

Liberty leaned against the wall a bit,
"He’s mine too…" She murmured distracted.

Jenna’s eyes widened, “what!”, she gripped the side of the bench so much, it caved under her fingers.

"Biologically speaking," Liberty corrected, "he doesn’t know about me… I came to meet him."

"Biologically….. What does that even mean." Jenna screwed up her face. This meant she had a sister, no, she was always an only child.
"Yeah he doesn’t know about you…. I hope he’s alright after this mission, especially for that new."

"It means I’m a test tube baby," Liberty shrugged, "I actually thought he was dead until a couple years ago."

"When were you, ya know, inseminated?" Jen asked, moving closer to the girl.
"So did everyone, he wanted to have some family time before things got serious again with shield, he faked his death." Jen shrugged back.

"1945," Liberty shrugged, "born in 1997… You kinda look like him, ya know."

"Before or after the serum?" She questioned, running a hand through her hair as she smiled "everyone says that, I’m just as strong as him too but I’m not allowed to join him, so I get stuck on house sitting duties."

"After the crash," Liberty said, "so I have the serum too." She made a face, "S.H.I.E.L.D.’s youngest and brightest."

"Cool." Jenna mumbled, thinking of how her dad would take this, "wait so that makes you 16 right?"

"Technically," Liberty said "but I’ll be seventeen in two months." She sat up a little straighter.

"Huh…." Jenna nodded, unsure of what to say or do next.

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My Anaconda Don’t

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My Anaconda don’t want none unless you Got Buns, Hon!

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the 13th gif/icon in your folder if what your muse(s) look like when they are told off

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"That’s incredibly stupid! Why did you do it?!"

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"Because I need to prove that I am good enough. Wouldn’t you do the same?"

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