- Steve, Bucky, and Thor chilling after a battle, sharing some of Thor’s special brew because they’re the only ones who can handle it.
- Thor setting the hammer on a table and grinning at Steve, Care for another try?
- Steve shrugging good-naturedly and taking hold of the handle. Sure, why not.
- Thor watching nervously while pretending not to be nervous.
- Steve budging the hammer.
- Thor LOLing.
- It would seem that you are still simply unworthy, Captain.
- Bucky snorting, tossing back the rest of his drink, and stepping up next to Steve. Are you kidding me? Move aside, Rogers.
- Bucky grabbing the handle with his metal arm and pulling and pulling and glaring and looking to Steve.
- Give me a hand.
- That’s not how it works, Buck.
- Just get over here, ya punk.
- Steve grabbing hold just above Bucky’s clenched fist.
- Thor LOLing in the background.
- Bucky and Steve getting ready, Steve beginning with On the count of 3. 1, 2, 3–
- And the hammer lifts off the table so easily that the two stumble back, shocked, hands still clasped one above the other.
- Silence.
- Bucky and Steve hold the hammer in the air and look at Thor in unison.
- Thor stares wide-eyed.
- Well, he begins after a few more moments, … if there are no pictures, it never happened.
- Bucky yelling for Nat or Sam to get their butts in the room to take a photo before Thor can call the hammer back to him and growling Don’t let go Steve for fuck’s sake DON’T LET GO–
ACCEPTED SO HARD.
NEITHER of them thinks that they are worthy, but they both believe that the other is so their faith in one another balances it out