Hi y’all 💕 Here’s my first fic on my new blog! This is simply a short scene of how I think The Scene should have gone in episode 5 lol
Let me know if I need to tag anything else, fic will be under the cut just for potential spoilers đź’• dont Wanna risk anything, even just from rewriting a scene
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The muffled sound of laughter roused Bucky to wake.
He didn’t move at first, just slowly opening his eyes.
The first thing he realized was how...at peace he felt.
Other than the kids obviously messing around outside the room, there was silence. Silence in the room, silence in his head.
No nightmares.
Bucky couldn’t help the involuntary soft laugh that pulled itself from his throat. A smile tugged at his lips as he soaked in the feeling.
For the first time in years, there was no nightmare. He’d slept well.
As he slowly sat up, his eyes lingered on spots around the room.
First he saw a framed picture of a younger Sarah and Sam and two older people. The man had the same kind eyes and the woman held the same charming smile that the kids did. Must have been their parents.
Then there was a dent in one wall, he wondered how it had gotten there.
There was also a drawing taped to the wall, likely a gift from one of the nephews. Which brought Bucky back to the reason he’d woken up in the first place.
He rubbed his own back gently as he stood, humming as his feet hit the floor. The surface was cold, shocking him slightly. But he was no stranger to cold, so he didn’t outwardly react. Just kept walking towards the door.
As soon as he turned the handle and swung the door open, he heard two small gasps.
“Put it back,” Cass hissed to his brother, halting their play. “Hurry!”
AJ was distracted at the sight of Bucky before hastily putting the shield back in the case on the floor. It was left unzipped, the red metal gleaming in the soft light where it peeked out.
Bucky waved slightly, cracking a slight smile as he watched them. “Hey.”
The younger boy watched him curiously, crossing his arms. “...why were you in Uncle Sam’s room?”
Ha-haa-humanah humanah humanah... Harmony didn’t know what to expect when walking into the room. Scarlet stains her face and she stands at the doorway. Her heart leaps against her chest . Just seeing Dante like this.
“I-I..Ah-Aaaaah!” She knows she should say something, anything!Â
And she did.Â
Harmony says something. It’s just it was not a coherent sentence, or even a word. She releases a screech as she takes one step back from the scene. It’s a loud, shrill screech that’s fortunately short-lived. But it’s a happy one. A very happy one. A hand rests on the door to steady herself, shakily stepping forward from the combination of nerves, being short of breath from his surprise, and being completely enamored for the demon hunter. Taking a deep breath, Harmony blurts out what she means to say.
“Good golly, you’re hot!”Â
 Seeing Dante like this. She can get used to that, except the pizza on the sheets. She was not thrilled about that.Â