![]() "Oh, hello, Captain." He slung his arm around Steve's shoulders and spoke softly. It's on my box! I should not be babysitting Princess Drool!" Loki grumbled as he slid down the crib's front left leg. Thor wasn't there, but his younger brother, Loki, was climbing out from between the bars, his plastic hair still shiny with spit. First, Steve checked by Phil's half-sister Darcy's crib. ![]() He stood up, cupped his hands around his mouth, and bellowed, "STAFF MEETING, EVERYBODY!" No one heard him. As soon as Phil finished the latest installment of their game (ending in a cliffhanger with Loki and Hamm trapping Peggy in an Axis weapons factory), Steve clambered across the bed and onto Phil's desk. He'd been so preoccupied getting everyone ready for the that he'd completely forgotten about this. The news hit Steve like a Tonka truck: Phil's birthday party was today.
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