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Ally walks over to where Bucky is lounging and sits down next to him only to lay down, head in his lap. “Hi.”

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Ally walks over to where Bucky is lounging and sits down next to him only to lay down, head in his lap. “Hi.”
Winter: Why is Tommy on the counter?
Bucky: He likes to be tall.
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It had been just over a week since they had found Steve Rogers bleeding in the snow. Ordinarily, they would have taken much more time to pull the man apart, to break him down, to test his abilities and mold him into their own perfect soldier. But the war was not going the way they wanted it to. They were starting to lose their momentum, and overall just lose against the Americans, and also the new Captain America. There was little time to go into proper experimentation. They attached an arm to him and sent their brainwashed soldier out with two hydra agents.
If their original weaponry wouldn’t work, then psychological weaponry, as well as the original Captain’s body would have to do. The scientists patched up the suit that Steve had worn when he had fallen, fixed the cowl, and even given him a replica of the shield, as the original and far superior version was not with them. The soldier and the agents marched toward the American military base, only splitting up when they got close. The agents ducked behind trees, ready to blow their cover if necessary, or if their soldier were unable to handle his mission.
The soldier pressed on alone, using his shield to knock the sentry out of his position in a tree and continued forward, marching through the middle of camp like a long lost hero, though his body was tense, and his eyes darted over all the soldiers to see who would strike first. Thus far, no one had, and he was able to make his way to the center before he stood at attention, taking a moment before he spoke, “Where is Captain America?” his voice hoarse from dryness and lack of use. His handlers had been quite clear on who to focus on, even if this was supposed to be quick.
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Ally’s eyes widened at the picture she found on her desk and she nearly fell off her chair she was so shocked. “Bucky!” She ran around the tower until she found him. “What…I…You…” Her cheeks had gone red without her realizing it. “What is this? Why do I…Do you…Is this, like…a sign or something?”
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Daniel looks up from the bottle of lube he’s been intently studying. There’s someone else in the contraceptive aisle in CVS, watching him examine this $20 bottle. “Yeah, no, I know. I guess I’m just confused about the martini part. Like, does this have alcohol in it? Because that would severely defeat the purpose of the lube. If not, wouldn’t it just be apple-flavored? Why specifically martini?”
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Boys with crooked jaws, girls in general, people smiling for no reason whatsoever, free food, when people hug me hard.
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“Come on, tell me what happened.”
“I–I think–it was a bomb.” Daniel sits heavily on the sidewalk, watching the western wall of his lab burn as rescue vehicles scream around him. “Holy shit. Someone bombed us.”