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The Thunderbolts Reality Show

Summary:

The New Avengers (Or Thunderbolts) are living in a tower, as a team, going on missions, and serving the community. But what happens when Valentina decides to display the new, thriving team's lives to the public?

Notes:

Trying my hand at 2012 Avengers fic style but in my own way!

Things to note:

I have written a Bucky/Ava Starr fanfic before, years ago, and I might incorporate that relationship here, but in a different way.

All the characters that are listed above will come in EVENTUALLY.

I support Bob and Yelena's slow-burning love. It's my opinion-

Chapter Text

“We own you now,” Yelena remembers saying to Valentina. The New Avengers/The Thunderbolts couldn’t get rid of Valentina because that would be too big of a public spectacle (and jailtime). But Valentia couldn’t get rid of them because they’ll send her to prison—a win-win, lose-lose situation.

You’d think this would mean Val would not try anything regarding overstepping boundaries. This was the case for about three weeks. Valentina stayed out of The Thunderbolts’ hair for three damn weeks. It was heaven.

Until the camera crew showed up.

 

Yelena heard a loud knock at her bedroom door. At first, she thought it was Bob coming to watch movies. When she realized it wasn’t three in the morning and her alarm clock read ten o’clock, Yelena groaned.

 

The person knocked again. “For fuck sake, Bucky it’s Sunday!” Another knock. Yelena huffed. Was the man going to make her crawl out of bed? She reluctantly reached for her t-shirt and shorts.

 

The knocking continued, and Yelena tiptoed on the cold marble to her door. She swung it open, ready to cuss Bucky out, but was met with a giant camera lens three inches from her eyes.

 

Val: Smile, Lena! You’re going to be on TV.

 

Yelena: Don’t call me that. What the hell is this, Valentina?

 

Val: The public needs to know their Avengers. We are on a three-season contract with FOX TV.

 

Yelena: Excuse me?---Back up! *Yelena pushes the camera away from her face. An annoyed look was pointing at Valentina*

 

Val: Watch it!

 

Yelena: None of us agreed to this!

 

Val: You’re father did and that’s good enough for me.

 

Yelena: Well, of course- *Yelena backs away to hide herself behind the door. Suddenly, a little conscious of her Tom and Jerry pajama shorts,* of course, he would! What I’m saying is that you never talked to anyone else!

 

Val: Save it for breakfast, sweetie. C’mon, let’s wake up the others. *The cameraman follows Val to the elevator*. THE NEW AVENGERS HAVE A TELEVISION DEBUT!

 

Confused, startled, and genuinely angry to be woken up like that, Yelena slammed her door shut. A TV show? Seriously?!