Bucky and Anakin walk into a bar ...
OMG ALISON???!?!?!! ohmygod not my two favorite fictional men with metal arms (sorry Luke) in one room??!??? I'm screaming.
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anyway! here is your request, my good madam:
Anakin Skywalker hauled himself to a random cantina; party for information, partly because it had been a long day and he could really use a drink; party because he was not in the mood to deal with his raging grumpapotamous for a padawan.
Okay, mostly for the drink.
He sits down at the only available stool - one next to an imposing man who, like Anakin, had a metal arm. Curiously, he wasn't covering it with a glove. Wouldn't the gears in it get rusted?
However, it wasn't quite Anakin's business what people did with their mechanical limbs - Anakin had his fair share of...mishaps with his.
The stranger glances at Anakin, eyeing him carefully. He takes a sip of his drink, never breaking eye contact.
"The glove. Where'd you get it?" The stranger asks.
Anakin shrugs nonchalantly, picking at a loose thread on his glove. "I bought it on Naboo,"
"Never heard of it," the stranger replies with a tilt of his head. "Is that in Africa?"
"I've never been there," Anakin replies calmly, even though he's never even heard of an 'Africa'.
The stranger hums. "The name's Bucky. Bucky Barnes." He offers his hand, his real hand, for a handshake.
Anakin shrugs, returning his handshake. "Anakin Skywalker,"
Bucky's eyes flash with recognition for just a second, before he shakes his head. "Sorry. Sounds familiar. You on TV or something? I swear I've heard St-... well, doesn't matter, I guess."
Anakin blinks. Where was this man from? "Yeah, something like that." he replies.
Bucky nods. "Thought it sounded familiar. I don't watch too much TV though, there's...way to much to catch up on," he coughs. "...Because of all the uh...channels, and all."
This man was getting more and more confusing by the second. "Right," Anakin replies, eyeing Bucky warily.
"Hey. Arm wrestle me," Bucky says.
"I don't think you'd want to do that. You see, it wouldn't be very fair since I have the for-"
Bucky rolls his eyes. "Look, I'll buy you a drink or something if I loose. I just want to see something."
Anakin sighs. What the hell, he's got time to kill anyway.
"Metal or flesh?" Anakin asks.
There's a glint in Bucky's eyes, and he says "Metal,"
Anakin smirks. It would be his loss.
Anakin decides to take off his glove for this.
The arm wrestle begins, and to Anakin's surprise, Bucky's arm is...really strong.
Like, he could easily pin his hand down with the Force if he wanted, but that would just be no fun, would it?
And yet, to Anakin's utter disdain, Bucky wins - three times in a row.
In his shock, he had managed to glance at Bucky's force signature. Whilst Bucky was stronger and more durable than average, but he wasn't Force sensitive whatsoever.
Perhaps he wasn't human?
Yes, that could be the only reasonable conclusion. Nothing else made sense.
Well, fine. If Bucky Barnes the not-human wanted to play like that, than Anakin could play at that game.
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(I would write more but I'm just so goddamn tired 🤠✌️) ty for the ask tho! My askbox is always open, so ask away y'all :)
