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Everywhere was chaos. Steve Rogers, arms full with boxes, all bright eyed and freshly gelled blonde hair, was walking up to his frat room on the third floor. Bucky Barnes, who looked like he couldn't care less, with his dark brown hair tousled like he had just gotten out of bed, held a duffel bag over his shoulder, followed in Steve's footsteps. Bucky couldn't believe that Steve had managed to convince him into going to college with him, it wasn't his scene, but he wanted to please his best friend, his partner in crime. The frat house was busy with boys of all shapes and sizes clamouring around, getting moved in.
"Why did we decide to move in today, Rogers?" Bucky asked, sounding annoyed. Steve turned around, eyebrows raised, an innocent look on his face.
"Because. We get to be like everyone else." Was all he said, which didn't satisfy Bucky. Bucky just shook his head and followed Steve.
Once they arrived at their destination, their room for the year, they were surprised. A boy, no more like a man, was already in the room, settling in. "Uh. Excuse me, Is this room 616?" Steve asked politely. This man was just as tall and as muscular as Steve was. He had dirty, long blonde hair that fell to his shoulders. He turned to look at the two new arrivals and smiled.
"Brothers!" He said loudly, his arms out wide like he was expecting a hug. He had an odd sort of accent, not quite American.
Steve and Bucky glanced at each other, sharing a silent question of 'Who the hell is this guy?'. "Hi. I'm Steve Rogers, your roommate. And this is James Barnes." Steve said politely.
Bucky grunted a hi. "Call me Bucky." He said, setting down his bag on the bed furthest away from the giant man-boy. He sat down and looked the stranger over, who just stood there smiling at the two of them.
"My name is Thor Odinson, son of Odin. I come from the realm of Asgard." He said, his voice deep and booming.
Bucky looked at him, confused. "Where exactly is that? Europe?" He asked. Thor laughed loudly, which was just as booming, if not more, as his voice.
"Norway." He answered.
The room itself was bigger than any of the roommates could have imagined, it fit three beds comfortably, with room for a small couch, a mini fridge and a huge wardrobe. One of the beds sat in the back left corner of the room, which Thor was occupying, a bedside table sat next to it. Beside that was another bed that would become Steve's. Another 2 bedside table sat to the right of Steve's bed, and lastly, there was the third bed, leaning against the right wall of the wall.
"I'll be back." Steve said, giving Bucky a look as if to say 'don't you DARE do anything stupid.' Bucky shrugged with a small smirk on his face.
As soon as Steve left, Thor turned to Bucky with the same smile he had greeted them with. "We shall be the best of brothers." He said and went back to unpacking his belongings.
Before Bucky could start on unpacking someone else walked into the room. It was a tall, thin boy with greasy, short, black hair. He had a smirk on his face as he walked in, not even noticing Bucky. "Brother. I believe you have my extra box of-" This boy paused and finally noticed Bucky. He glared at him a moment, sizing him up. "New roommate? He seems ok." He walked over to Bucky and looked down at him, smiling in an almost menacing way. "I'm Loki Laufeyson."
"Odinson. He is also son of Odin." Thor interjected. Loki glared at him but tried to ignore him.
"Loki Olaf Laufeyson." Loki said, his voice projecting that it was fact and that it shouldn't be questioned.
Bucky's eyes widened and a smile started to creep onto his face and he started laughing loudly. "LOL! Oh my god." He laughed. Loki and Thor looked at each other with confusion, but Bucky wouldn't stop.
Eventually, Bucky calmed down just as soon as Steve came back. "Steve! Oh man. This is Loki Olaf Laufeyson. L. O. L! Get it!" He said, his laughter returning.
"He has been like this for the last 2 minutes, Steve, make this laughter stop," Loki said through gritted teeth.
"Lol. Um. That was…. Lots of Love, right?" Steve said, a look of confusion on his face.
Bucky immediately stopped laughing, looking at Steve with disbelief, he couldn't understand how his friend didn't understand these internet abbreviations.
"No. We talked about this. It's Laugh Out Loud," Bucky said in his 'talking to a child' voice. "Gosh, Steve, don't you remember anything I teach you." Steve just shrugged at him.
"What is laugh out loud?" Thor asked just as confused as Steve was. Bucky just rolled his eyes.
"No one around here understands," he muttered to himself.
Thor and Steve look at each other and just burst into laughter themselves. "Fine. I will come back later, see ya losers," Loki grumbled and left, slamming the door shut behind him as he left.
"Welcome brothers, this room will be the birth of great memories!" Thor shouted, raising his fist in the air and the hugged Steve who just laughed.
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Nobody noticed him except his best friend Natasha Romanoff, or as everyone liked to call her, Black Widow. No one bothered to question Clint Barton's presence in the sorority house. "And this is our room," Nat said, dumping her bags inside the door of their room. "Cosy huh?" He asked. She walked into the middle of the room and spun slowly around in a circle, assessing the room. "All seems in order, you can come in." Clint smiled and went in.
"This is amazing! It's so clean… And. Well. Cosy." He said, dumping his stuff onto the bed on the left side of the room. Ever since high school they had shared a room and he had always had the left side of the room so Nat didn't have any objections to this. She grabbed her stuff and dumped it onto her bed as well. "What do you think the girls will be like?" He asked.
Nat chuckled, tying her wavy red hair into a ponytail, pinning her fringe to the side. "They'll be just fine. We'll fit right in." She smiled at him, amused. "Now come on. We have to get to orientation to find ourselves some clubs to join. Maybe the mixed martial arts club, or even fencing!" She sounded so excited, but Clint was slightly hesitant. He wanted to move in first, but before he could protest she grabbed him by the arm and dragged him back down the hallway and outside.
"What about Steve? We told him we would meet him here!" Clint protested as Nat walked fast towards the main courtyard. She didn't say anything and Clint had to jog to keep up with her long strides and fast pace. "Nat! Slow down!" She didn't do as he asked until she saw someone she knew. Who they both knew.
It was Bucky and Steve, standing there talking to a tall long, blonde hair buff dude. Steve and the guy were having some sort of excited conversation because he could hear their laughter from a mile away. Finally Nat slowed down and bumped shoulders with Bucky. "So what did we miss? Who is the big guy?" She asked, since clearly Steve wasn't paying much attention to them.
Bucky chuckled, glancing at her the way he always did, just like she was one of the guys. "Nothing much. This is Thor. Foreign exchange student, our other roommate. Talkative guy, and loud." He filled them in. "They're talking about stuff I would never be able to understand, please butt in at any moment." He was leaning against a lamp post, his arms crossed with an amused smirk on his face. He was wearing a leather jacket even in this hot summer weather. Clint and the others were all wearing shorts and t-shirts, except for Nat, she wore a tank top.
Nat cleared her throat, which always got Steve's attention, no matter the situation. "NAT!" He smiled and gave her a big hug, which engulfed her, as always. Clint knew that secretly she hated the hugs, but she didn't want to hurt the guys feelings. So she stayed quiet as usual. "How is your dorm? Have you got a nice room?" He asked her. They had a long conversation which Clint didn't really listen in on.
"I'm Thor Odinson, son of Odin." The big guy said happily. Clint smiled and held out his hand, which Thor took, with a really tight grip that hurt Clint's hand slightly, but nothing he couldn't handle.
"Clint Barton. Nice to meet you!" He said, shaking Thor's huge hand. Thor smiled and brought him in for a hug.
"You mortals are so easy to hug!" He laughed, picking Clint up as he hugged him. Clint squirmed but couldn't get out of Thor's huge grasp. Finally, Thor set him down and Clint stumbled away slightly, his eyes wide with surprise.
"Alrighty then," Clint said, giving Thor a half smile.
Clint heard Bucky laughing and looked over his shoulder to glare at him, which made him laugh even louder. "I like this guy," Bucky said, nodding his head in Thor's direction who had turned to give Nat a big hug.
"Come on. Can we go look at the clubs now?" Nat finally asked when Thor put her down. Whenever the four of them were in a group; Nat, Clint, Bucky and Steve, Nat would always, always, be the leader and nobody questioned her decisions.
"Yes, lets!" Clint quickly agreed, and they all started walking around.
The stalls were all pretty generic, with students shouting at you to join their clubs. None of them interested the group. Eventually, Nat spotted the martial arts stall and she rushed over, a dangerous smile on her face. She grabbed Clint's arm, against his protests, and ran off to the stall.
The woman running the stall looked at them with judging eyes, looking at them to see if they're worthy. "What kind of martial arts do you offer?" Nat asked her with excitement. You could easily see how determined and excited she was at the prospect of doing any kind of martial arts.
"Mixed, Kung Fu, Karate, Wing Chun, Judo, Jujitsu, Taekwondo, Tahtib, Eskrima, and plenty more. Are you interested? You seem like a capable woman with some practice," the woman said, her eyebrow raised lightly in an approving way. "I'm Melinda May, but you will call me May."
Nat smiled at her. "I'm Natasha. But Nat is fine." She sounded so eager to have a female instructor.
"If you will just sign here and I can get you enrolled. Would your friend like to as well?" May asked, glancing at Clint.
"Yes. He will," Nat said, grabbing the clipboard and started writing before Clint could say anything. He let her do it, knowing she would really want him there, and secretly he enjoyed it too.
"I'll see you next week," May said, nodding a goodbye. Clint and Nat walked away, Nat with her big smile on her face. She pumped her fist into the air.
"Yes! This looks amazing! I'm glad you agreed to this, it's going to be awesome!" Nat said, excitedly as they walked back over to Steve, Bucky and Thor, who were standing by the Poetry club stall.
"Can we go find the archery club?" Clint asked the others when they met up. Nat looked at him with eyebrows raised, how could she forget that he loved archery?
"You're already an expert, why would you want to join the club?" Nat asked bluntly. The others agreed except for Thor, who looked confused, but didn't say anything.
Clint shrugged. "So what? I have to keep up with practise! Might as well join the club right? Besides, it'll be a nice balance from the baking club!" He said. Nat chuckled, clapping her hand on his shoulder.
"Of course. Whatever you want. Just don’t sign up for too many clubs or else you'll be swamped," she told him. Clint smiled at her, grateful that she was his best friend, she always seemed to understand him when no one else could.
"We'll find it if you help me find the Community Volunteering stall," Steve said with a happy smile on his face.
Clint shrugged, "Deal." Steve always loved to help other people in need, he was the nicest guy Clint had ever met.
The group talked eagerly amongst themselves, Nat wanting to know more about Thor, Bucky making fun of Steve, Clint also joining in.