𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬. ❌

// hoping for a weekend extravaganza but it will definitely be an ongoing thing at least until interest dwindles or the game finishes

Baseball Team Captain Votes:

- Strange: 4
- Stark: 3

Our Captains are going to be @mysticalphysician.bsky.social and @forgedheart.bsky.social.

You two can decide your players one at a time.

Baseball Team Captain Votes:
(So far)
- Strange: 3
- Stark: 3
- Cyclops: 2
- Castle: 2

Are you all kidding? I was there when this game started happening. It should be me.

"Watch and learn, miss."

A similar smile made his way to his. He fought hard to immediately take her hand into his.

Things were different now, but no matter how much they changed, a little always remained the same.

For as long as he could remember, she had been his beacon.

"How was... outer space?"

Baseball Team Captain Votes:
(So far)
- Strange: 3
- Stark: 3
- Cyclops: 2
- Castle: 2

I second @mysticalphysician.bsky.social.

I also vote @forgedheart.bsky.social .

YouTube video by The Romantics - Topic What I Like About You

Cue a cheesy baseball montage set to this song:

He whistled.

"Baseball, people!"

@forgedheart.bsky.social
@1batch2batch.bsky.social
@inragingsteel.bsky.social
@magneticontrol.bsky.social
@clawedsavage.bsky.social
@abyssbirdshadow.bsky.social
@adoptedrogers.bsky.social
@handle.invalid (Hannah)
@mysticalphysician.bsky.social

And me.

Vote for your captains, people.

"Considering our last player just arrived, the answer is yes!"

A bit of a shock, really. His shades almost flew off his face. Quickly grabbing them, and adjusting, meeting her gaze.

"Rid of you? Is that what you think?"

Pushing the frames up.

"It's good to see you, Jean."

Pushes a tuxedo to his way

❝ You go , boss ❞

"Now we have a game."

"Jean's back?"

Fixing his shades.

After they were done he would slice them in half

Before playing them for the boys not forgetting to put some away for Victor.

"Its not the best but I didn't have all the ingredients...so ja...GUYS! COME GET SOME!"

5/5

One more for baseball.

Good to have you, Lorna.

Tell your father to finish up that lawn.

"I can imagine," he admitted.

"He is America's hero, after all."

Two more for baseball, people.

Absolutely. Unless we agree otherwise, powers will be off limits.

"Ah, daughter. Well, I'm sorry to admit it, but the old boy and I haven't always seen eye to eye in the past. Though I'm always eager to rekindle the flame. He commands respect."

"Hm. Maybe I /won't/ be such a joy to work with after all," he joked.

"The pleasure is all mine. So... Rogers, huh? What's the story there?"

Don't even think about it.

...

[Pulls out another baseball from his pocket.]

"You're either catching for Stark or Strange. Be on your best behavior."

"Touché," he said with a chuckle.

"Please, call me Scott. You'll find I'm a joy to work with. As long as you're not short, near immortal and have adamantium claws."

COUGH IT UP.