A luxurious steam-powered ship docked at the pier. Tourists waved their little Stars and Stripes flags and blew whistles that popped out streamers as they boarded one after another under the staff's guidance.
Once everyone had taken their seats and the guide was in position, a gleaming Stars and Stripes shield suddenly flew out from the cabin, sailing over everyone's heads. It spun at the front before flying back into the hand of a figure who had just landed from the second floor.
The tourists abruptly turned around and saw an extremely familiar figure slowly making his way toward the front of the cabin.
"Oh my God! Captain! It's Captain America!!!"
"God, is that an actor? Did Disney hire someone to play Captain America?! Did they buy the rights to Captain America's image?"
"No, he's not an actor, look! Dad, he looks exactly like the man in that poster hanging in Grandpa's Tool Room. He's the real Captain!!!"
"The real Captain! He's the real Captain!!"
Deafening cheers and screams filled the entire cabin. In the Marvel Universe, Captain America's fame was no less than Mickey Mouse's. The two often stood shoulder to shoulder, and Captain America figurines were sometimes even more popular.
Even when Nick had discussed cooperation with Disney, he had never approached Captain America alone, because he knew Captain America's image was priceless.
It was nearly impossible for any company to own him completely. The only one the public could truly accept was Captain America himself, because he was a genuine national hero of the United States.
Steve skillfully waved to the passengers in the cabin, then walked to the front and stood beside the guide.
Steve had clearly communicated with the staff before arriving, so the guide was not surprised. She turned and smiled at Steve, then