Loki x Nerdy Reader-Gift's of the Mind-Part 1

It was your birthday and you were waiting for the phone call from your dad, Agent Phillip Coulson. You were sitting in front of the TV, watching re-runs of Sherlock Holmes, when the call came. You smiled as your cell phone started playing Stayin' Alive. That's when you realized you were such a nerd. No matter, you sat there listening to your phone going off for a full minute before answering.

"Yes?"

"Son of Coul! I pushed a button of this weird thing and now there's a girl talking!!" said a manly, almost strong voice.

“Thor!! Give me my phone!” You recognized the voice as your fathers. Wait...Thor?

“But who’s the woman?!” said the man you suppose was Thor.

“Well I can’t tell unless you give me my phone!!”

“But will you still tell me who it is?!”

“Probably not!”

“Son of…!”

“Thor, give Agent Coulson his phone back this instant!” said the unforgettable voice of Nick Fury. You suppose Thor does what he is told because what you hear next is your father’s voice again, but this time he’s not yelling.

“Hello?”

“You do know you can just look at the screen to see who your talking to, right Dad?”

“Oh crap! I didn’t call, did I?”

“Nope,” you say popping the ‘p’.

“I’m sorry sweetheart, I was so busy here I forgot.”

“Oh, so work is more important than your own daughter.”

“_______, we talked about this. Nothings, nothing, is more important than you. But-”

“But aliens vs. the world. Yeah, I know.”

“Hey, I got an idea.”

“That’s never good.”

“Thank you, love you, too. So my idea, you come here and we get some of that (favorite type of ice cream) ice cream you love so much and I can give you your gift.”

“Wow, that’s actually pretty smart, except what would Nickie say?”

“Well I’d have to ask him, but-”

“Then what are you doing talking to me? Go ask him!”

“Okay, okay! Don’t be so demanding!”

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You enter the room Phil said he would be in when you see him talking with “The Captain America’. Probably about the trading cards. You walk closer hearing a part of the conversation to find you hear you were right.

“There vintage. Very proud.” You hear him say. You can’t help but snicker. “No snickering aloud, young lady.”

“No snickering. No boyfriends. No parties. You do realize I’m going to have to break those rules. I am a teenager, after all.”

“Can’t wait to those days,” he says rolling his eyes.

You briefly look at Steve and already make your accusations.

“Steve Rogers. The famous man with the shield, apart of S.H.I.E.L.D. Ironic don’t you think?” You had to have a little fun while you were here.

“Um, Steve, this is…”

“(full name).” you cut in. Steve puts out his hand and you shake it as you glare at him.

“Well you already know who I am, ma’am.”

“That I do.” You fully grin, proud of you accomplishments that no one else knows you’ve made. You turn to Coulson, mad again. “You still haven’t wished me a Happy Birthday, Dad.”

“Happy Birthday. Dad?” Steve says, cutting into your fun.

“My 16 year old daughter. Never doing that again.”

“It’s only because I’m so fabulous he wouldn’t be able to pay attention to another kid.”

“I’m not wishing you a happy birthday anymore, and no ice cream.”

He did not just mess with my ice cream.

“UNCLE FURY!!! DADDY’S BEING MEAN TO ME AGAIN!!”

“Crap.”

“Uncle Fury?”

You wink at Steve.

He’s pretty cute when he’s confused