([Y/N] = Your name)

It was about three in the morning, and Tony and [Y/N] were up to no good. They were currently in Steve's room, Tony with a can or shaving cream and [Y/N] with a feather. It was Steve's birthday, and they decided to wake him up in the only way they knew how. Tony quickly filled Steve's hand with the shaving cream, then stepped out of the way for [Y/N] to do her job. She gently wiggled the feather under Steve's nose, stifling a giggle. The moon was shining in the window, illuminating the big grins that both of them wore. Eventually, Steve reached up and smushed the shaving cream all over his face, but didn't wake up. That's when they moved on to their next tactic: blow horns. Tony hid in the closet while [Y/N] hid under the bed. They both counted to three before letting the blow horns go. Steve immediately jumped awake, threw the blanket back onto the bed, and found both of them, shaving cream on his face all the while. Tony and [Y/N] were too busy laughing to notice Steve. His nose started twitching and his eyes scrunched up before he started sneezing.
One.
Two.
Three times.
"God bless America!" Tony shouted, shoving his mobile in Steve's face. On the screen was the tumblr search page. Under the search bar were hundreds of pictures of Steve. Fanart, photos, and fanfiction were scattered all over the webpage. [Y/N] burst into even more laughter as she read a couple captions under some of the pictures.
"America the bootyful!" [Y/N] couldn't hardly speak because she was laughing so hard.
Steve started blushing as he read some of the things that were said about him. Tony glanced at his mobile and looked away, bursting into another fit of laughter.
"I didn't know you won 'Miss America'!" Tony said in between laughter.
Steve blushed a darker shade of red when he saw the picture of him photoshopped into an American flag bikini.
Soon enough, the others burst through the door, looking none too happy. Their deadly glares soon turned into looks of pure delight and happiness as they saw the photos of Steve. They all left and retrieved their own devices, opening up tumblr. Everyone sat there for a couple hours scrolling through embarrassing pictures of Steve and laughing.
Then, everyone got hungry. They filed out of Steve's room and into the kitchen to be greeted with a cake, steamers, and presents.
Steve was surprised." Did you guys do this?"
"Of course we did. It's your birthday, Capsicle." Tony told him. Then he pointed at [Y/N]. "She made the cake."
Steve smiled." Thanks, guys."
After that, they all say down and had cake for breakfast at five in the morning.
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Dedicated to Araceli1414
Thanks for the idea!