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revivalproject2020-01-19 04:58 pm
stillgotmyleftarm) wrote in revivalproject2020-01-19 04:58 pm
★ 2 ★
WHO: Adult!Bucky!Cap and you?
WHERE: Around this snowy planet they're on.
WHAT: It's tough to be an adult when your best-friend-slash-boyfriend is not. Or, come to think of it, most of the people you know...
WHEN: Anytime during the Us Make For They event~
WARNINGS: Just Bucky-appropriate swearing, I think?
Bucky knew better than to just shove the first - or fifth - thing he came across in the village into his mouth. And once he saw the effect it was having on others... well, he doubly knew better. Which means, of course, now he is one of only a few adults in a sea of super-powered and/or hyperactive children. It... kinda feels like old times, except during actual old times, Steve was a lot easier to keep up with.
Either way - Bucky's got experience. He can be found doing his best to chase down kids and make sure they're dressed warmly enough, not getting into too much trouble, and getting enough non-candy items to eat. Once the candles appear and start multiplying, he might start hoarding the ones he can get his hands on - some of which turn out to be power crystals, so hey. There's that. His bunk on the Bloodsport - which is where he goes to catch catnaps, few and far between though they might be (thank God for being a super soldier) - has started to accumulate what looks like a year's worth of candles and power crystals on, around, and underneath it. Look, you can never have too many supplies.
After a day or two, he decides he's calling in reinforcements over the network:
Adults, sound off. We should each try taking a couple of kids apiece, based on who's got the resources to manage which powers or abilities or whatever. If we split up the responsibility, I think we've got the best chance at keeping everything under control.
I call Steve. And anyone else no one wants to handle, I guess.
He also shoots his beardy, metal-armed counterpart a text after he discovers the sweaters their hosts left for them: Hey. I think we're supposed to share. You want first dibs?
WHERE: Around this snowy planet they're on.
WHAT: It's tough to be an adult when your best-friend-slash-boyfriend is not. Or, come to think of it, most of the people you know...
WHEN: Anytime during the Us Make For They event~
WARNINGS: Just Bucky-appropriate swearing, I think?
Bucky knew better than to just shove the first - or fifth - thing he came across in the village into his mouth. And once he saw the effect it was having on others... well, he doubly knew better. Which means, of course, now he is one of only a few adults in a sea of super-powered and/or hyperactive children. It... kinda feels like old times, except during actual old times, Steve was a lot easier to keep up with.
Either way - Bucky's got experience. He can be found doing his best to chase down kids and make sure they're dressed warmly enough, not getting into too much trouble, and getting enough non-candy items to eat. Once the candles appear and start multiplying, he might start hoarding the ones he can get his hands on - some of which turn out to be power crystals, so hey. There's that. His bunk on the Bloodsport - which is where he goes to catch catnaps, few and far between though they might be (thank God for being a super soldier) - has started to accumulate what looks like a year's worth of candles and power crystals on, around, and underneath it. Look, you can never have too many supplies.
After a day or two, he decides he's calling in reinforcements over the network:
Adults, sound off. We should each try taking a couple of kids apiece, based on who's got the resources to manage which powers or abilities or whatever. If we split up the responsibility, I think we've got the best chance at keeping everything under control.
I call Steve. And anyone else no one wants to handle, I guess.
He also shoots his beardy, metal-armed counterpart a text after he discovers the sweaters their hosts left for them: Hey. I think we're supposed to share. You want first dibs?
Re: text
Your boy's still over the drinking age, right?
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Looks like that goes for both of you.
But if you need a break from Steve, I could spot you.
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Be careful what you offer; I might take you up on it. He was a hellion the first time around.
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[He was not. Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do, you know?
But,] At least, compared to Steve - who wouldn't be?
Just imagine him pulling the shit he's gonna pull, but without the superpowers.
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Because the trouble Steve gets into is always frightening. Now you're learning.
You know, the worst part about all this is I like chocolate.
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Just making sure I have this straight.
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[He might be shitting you. But he also might not be.]
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[Can text sound sarcastic? Because this text sort of sounds sarcastic.]
You holding up okay?
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Well, I survived Steve's childhood once.
I can do it again.
[That text might sound a little put upon, but hey, at least Steve really won't fall over of an asthma attack.]
His ma was a saint, though.
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I can only imagine. She'd basically have to be to live with Steve and never let him get her in trouble.
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That we know of, at least.
Think you could manage that? Or am I gonna regret taking you up on your offer?
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[He is 3000% implying that.]
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Still doesn't mean I don't want to see it.
You watch him for a coupla hours, and I will supply you with all the hot chocolate you can drink. Fair deal?
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And probably a nap.
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