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PostSubject: Re: Fill the Cracks - Monster and Machine   Sun Jul 16, 2017 6:21 pm

"I am. I was expecting bad, but damn, Steve. You really don't see it, do you? Funny, considering you were in the hospital earlier this year." Buck grunted. The grey-blue bedding smelled stale anyway from Steve being gone for two weeks. "I like your room, at least. It feels better in here. Hmm...Angel took her own curtain...I think I might order a few emergency things online before I delve onto Pintrest for thrift shopping ideas. I can do blue. A different sort of green to match..." he mumbled to himself mostly now as he fiddled with the bedding, getting it all situated and even redoing the pillow covers.
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PostSubject: Re: Fill the Cracks - Monster and Machine   Sun Jul 16, 2017 9:19 pm

Steve leaned against the doorframe, letting Bucky have had it. He watched as he tore apart the sheets, and started working on fitting the other ones on there. He didn't say anything for a while, before he finally spoke up. "There's no emergency Buck, at least don't get something spur of the moment that we're only going to toss when we have more ideas of what we wanted to do. Angelina will probably want to have a say in a few things, I did tell her she could. And I know she'll want to bring Dylan and Zan so their opinion would be helpful too. It'll be a family thing. Make a project out of it."
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PostSubject: Re: Fill the Cracks - Monster and Machine   Sun Jul 16, 2017 9:43 pm

"I guess you're right. I'm sorry. Well, we'll get everything fixed up in no time, so we'll just have to put up with the clashing." Buck finished and put his hands on his hips to observe his work, "At least it fits. That's good. I wonder what Dylan and Zan will contribute to this place. At least being stuck here doesn't mean I can't see them. Zan better be careful, though, or Tony will snag her up." He smiled at Steve.
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PostSubject: Re: Fill the Cracks - Monster and Machine   Sun Jul 16, 2017 9:48 pm

"I don't think she'd mind the new job." Steve objected, though he smiled as he walked over to Bucky. He placed his hand at the back of Bucky's neck, massaging gently and carefully so that if he didn't like it, he could pull away. "Though dealing with Stark will give her a massive prize. Do you want me to text Angel? Ask her what she thinks about coming up here tomorrow and browsing ideas? Or do you want to call her? God knows you haven't heard her voice in a while."

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PostSubject: Re: Fill the Cracks - Monster and Machine   Sun Jul 16, 2017 9:59 pm

Bucky practically purred like a cat, leaning into the touch, his head tipping back and he closed his eyes, enjoying it. It took a moment, but he opened them again as he decided, "I'll call her. I do miss her. I'll ask her about coming over in a couple days, I want to spend tomorrow unpacking so there aren't any boxes." He turned into Steve's arms and hugged him, "We should start that now, actually, and think about what we want for lunch. I'll call her tonight after dinner when I've met everyone."
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PostSubject: Re: Fill the Cracks - Monster and Machine   Sun Jul 16, 2017 10:07 pm

"Okay." Steve let him go with a small smile. "She'll be happy to hear about the adventures. Come on then, we'll tackle a bit, get lunch, tackle the rest and then have dinner if we're not dead yet."
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PostSubject: Re: Fill the Cracks - Monster and Machine   Sun Jul 16, 2017 11:41 pm

It was about an hour before dinner was supposed to be, and Steve was down helping things get ready while he was left in the too-bright living space of Steve. His bath could fit about half his old apartment in it. The living room really was huge, that in itself could be the entire old apartment, a giant kitchen, and the bedroom was the size of the apartment living room. How could one guy live in a place like this alone? Well. He wasn't alone anymore.

Right now, Bucky was bored and didn't want to be in the room, but where could he go? He remembered J.A.R.VI.S. and looked up at the ceiling, "Um...Building J.A.R.V.I.S?"

"Yes, James?" J.A.R.V.I.S. responded easily enough.

"Um...would you contact Bruce, and ask him if dinner's supposed to be a surprise?" He shifted nervously.

There was a pause, and after a moment he got a response. "He says no, it's not, and asks if you would like to join him in preparing it? He has heard you are good at cooking as well."

"From a little birdy I assume." Bucky smiled wistfully, "Alright. I'll get in the elevator and you can take me to him."

"Right away, James."

Bucky took the time to grab a cookbook from the kitchen as all of the boxes for it had been taken out first, and then made his way to where Bruce was. the kitchen he ended up walking into was twice the size of Steves, and meant for large preparations, he could tell. There was already the smell of meatloaf ingredients as well as cooked vegetables and maybe...stew? He came closer as he saw a purple shirt and a head of black hair reaching for a pot in the cabinets. He waited until he got it and put it down before speaking, "Hello."

Bruce didn't jump, but tensed before his shoulders rose and fell, probably a breath, and then he turned around. "Hello. So you're Bucky Barnes? May I call you Bucky, or do you prefer James?"

"It depends on the day, but you can call me Bucky." He said honestly, holding his cookbook close and coming further inside the area, "It smells good in here."

"Broccoli in water right now, I was going to pan-fry some chicken with peppers. Miscalculated the size of my mixing pan for the meatloaf since it has been a while since I made it, so I have to switch that over..." Bruce ticked off on his fingers. Then he noticed what Bucky was holding, "What do you have there?"

"A cookbook. I was going to let you look through it, see if there was anything in here you'd enjoy making." Bucky offered it to him, "Things I've made or had before marked with a highlighter and things that sound good to me I've just put a sticky-tab on. I haven't had anything I don't like yet."

"Well, isn't that useful! I was going to make a variety of things, but I already know what everyone else enjoys." Bruce finished closing the distance and took it from him, bringing it to the huge island counter with double-sides and flipped through it.

"I'll switch the meatloaf for you while you look, if you don't mind that I interfere?" Buck suggested carefully.

"Hmm? Oh, yes, that would be a great help. Thank you." Bruce smiled at him and watched the tension fade before going back to the book, trying to find the highlighted things first before he dove further, "There's so many things available, we could probably make everything in here. Since you're living in the Tower now, that could be a possibility."

"Oh! That would be so nice. I could only make what I had on hand, which is why there's more tabs than anything. I had to actually plan ahead if i was going to make anything else." Buck managed to successfully move the meatloaf from one mixing bowl to the other and put it in the sink, washing it and his hands at the same time, but since he didn't know where it went, just put it on the counter elsewhere. There was plenty of space, so it wouldn't get in the way. "What have you added to this already?"

"Mmm..." Bruce thought about it and listed off what he had done and how much, and watched Bucky with interest as he went to the fridge, "What are you doing?"

"Seeing if you have honey mustard..." Bucky filtered through the double-door huge fridge, "My god you could fit a body in here. Probably Steve's, he's bigger than I am. Aha! Now, where would the brown sugar be?"

That got Bruce to laugh, "I can see it. And the brown sugar is here. So sweet meat?" He asked curiously as he showed him where to go.

"Yes, then the honey mustard along with the ketchup will give it a zing. A real explosion of flavor." Bucky grinned right back as he got the bag down. "The brown sugar and ketchup make a wonderful glaze, too."

"Well, this is certainly going to be an experience. We're going to shock everybody. I hope we don't make too much, this could get out of hand quickly once we pick things from the cookbook." Bruce was amused, tapping his chin.

Buck laughed now, too, "Steve and I will take the leftovers, if there are any between the two of us."

Bruce chuckled, "I believe you. Alright, let's get to it!"

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PostSubject: Re: Fill the Cracks - Monster and Machine   Mon Jul 17, 2017 12:28 am

"Angel love?" Bucky said hesitantly when he got lucky and his daughter picked up the phone.

"Tată!" Angelina sounded happy and concerned all at once. "Hello. It's been a long time since we used the phone on each other. Are you done unpacking?"

"Not yet. Tomorrow we should finish up. We did a portion today." He explained, "We had dinner with everyone...except Tony. I haven't met him yet. He went out with Pepper instead because he was upset that he didn't get his party."

"Tony is fond of them. I think he'd be a superhero of disaster parties if he had a choice." She commented dryly but her smile in her voice didn't leave. "Who did you meet? What did you think?"

"I met Clint earlier in the day when I got here, Natasha was the one who greeted us and gave me coffee. I think Zan would be offended, but it was good enough. Clint apparently had been in the rafters, and he secretly promised me to show me how to get around through them, too. I met Building J.A.R.V.I.S., though he startled me in the elevator. He's a good AI. Bruce allowed me to help him cook dinner, so that's when I met him. Everyone was real pleasant to be around, even in a group setting. Not that I would do it too often." Bucky listed for her.

"I met Bruce the same way. He said he liked to sew. I've been wanting to ask him to teach me." Angelina pouted over the phone but she was pleased. "I miss you. A lot. I went to our apartment, but the door was locked."

"Yeah...once the movers took everything out that was that. Steve had to return the keys to the office, but he was allowed to keep the main door key in case he wanted to come visit you." Bucky had an urge to twist his finger around a cord, and thought about the old phones. He instead used the draw-string of his sweatpants, "How...are you? Do you like living with the twins? I bet you get fed lots of baked goods, more so than before."

"I'm learning how to make real food too." Angelina beamed over the phone, clearly pleased. "Dyl-Dal taught me how to make scones. Zan taught me how to make a breaded lemon chicken thing with some sort of sauce, I didn't catch the entire thing. But she has a binder full of recipes. Did you know her dad used to cook? He liked to grill a lot. She misses him. She misses you."

"Grilling is enjoyable. I remember. I used to grill, back in the day." He sounded like an old man when he said that and rolled his eyes, "Maybe I could find a grill when you decide to come over with them and cook something up, just for you guys. That chicken sounds good, and scones? That's fancy. I'm always glad to hear you learning things." He paused and bit his lip, "I miss you, too...I'm sure so does your Uncle. I wanted...to come over, but I wasn't...sure how you'd feel about it. I wanted you to come around instead, but...you never did."

There was a sharp intake of breath and low, soft sigh that came after. "You're always welcome here." She was firm about that. "Always. This is your home too. You belong with us. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I misunderstood. I thought no. I thought you didn't want me to come to the apartment. It was bad, I was in a bad spot. Then you were in a bad spot. I thought you thought Uncle Steve was better."

"Baby, no!" Bucky gasped, his eyes widening. "Hell no. I love Steve, but I love you, too. Like you love Dylan, but you still love me. No one's better than anybody. No no, never. I want you to be welcome here at the Tower, too. I was going to invite you over the day after tomorrow, once we're done with all the boxes. I got ideas. Steve's apartment is awful and I thought of a way to fix it."

"Oh?" Angelina asked, her voice still timid but there was a hitch in the breath. There was a creak on the other end and soft voice mumbling, she whispered something back, a little hard to hear over the phone, but she came back to it easily enough. "I'd like to help. What do you want to do? It's bad isn't it? Real sad."

"I compared it to a hospital." Buck humphed, "Before I explain the apartment ideas, when you come over, go ahead and bring Zan and Dylan. Have Dylan bake some cookies, and I know the cafe Zan works at serves coffee to go, so make a pit-stop there and give Zan an explanation of what everybody's like and have her bring something for everybody. That's..." He did a quick head-count mentally. "...eight people? Plus whatever you guys get for yourselves. Whatever you pay you'll get back, I just want everyone to see what Zan can do on intuition alone."

"I'll bring them." Angelina promised. "Zan'll like the challenge and Dyl-Dal has the best ideas for cookies. We'll figure something out. I was thinking cake, but cookies are probably the better choice. We can make different kinds and not waste material while cupcakes or cakes you're stuck."

"That's very true." Buck smiled, glad to hear her get excited, "As for making this place look better, I was thinking you and your Uncle go to a thrift store and buy antique furniture there. Different patterned things, glass vases, old and worn things. Let Steve wander, he'll have to do at least one round in the store to stock up on what his options are, then he'll start going back. Pay attention to what he looks at, then you can start offering things you like, too. Dylan and Zan might be good for this, too. I was going to bring up Pintrest and we could go through some different tags to get ideas as well while you're here for visuals and things."

"I like pintrest. Zan has a bunch of things on it." Angelina agreed with a smile in her voice. "It sounds like fun. I'll do my best. I'm getting better on crowds. I talked to Uncle Nick today, too. I told him you were gone. He said, "you tell your dad that if he doesn't have that song that I want him practicing down the next time he visits me, he's gonna get extra practice time and sorer fingers"."

Buck grinned at the thought of Nick, "I'll take that threat seriously. I'm glad you had a chat with him. I'll have to find my guitar and maybe do some practice down in the living area, entertain whoever shows up there. It's an idea for another day. We got a lot of work to do on your Uncle's floor. You guys might also have to buy wood and ceramic paint, too. This is sure to get Steve's creative juices flowing."

"We'll make it not so sad." Angelina agreed, "and he'll have a home. You'll have a home. It'll be good. He'll be good. I can't wait to see you and Uncle Steve."

"I'm glad. You have a goodnight, okay, fetiță?" Bucky murmured, "<I love you.>"

"<I love you too.>" Angelina said softly, sadly since she was saying good bye. "<Goodnight, sleep tight.>" And hung up.

Buck stared at the phone a moment before he sighed and put it on the nightstand. Steve had left him alone while he talked, and now he went out to go find him. Reading, on his couch. That made him smile. "She thought I thought you were better than her." He said as he came closer, sitting by his feet since he was stretched out across the cushions.

"At what?" Steve asked, closing the book and setting it aside. He scooted himself up a little so that he could lean against the arm of the couch, worry and concern already on his face.

"At comfort. At being there for me. She misunderstood, and we were both in bad spots. We cleared the air, and she's coming with Dylan and Zan the day after tomorrow. Everyone gets coffee, except Bruce. He will probably get tea." Bucky moved to face Steve and put one of his feet on his knee, starting to give him a foot massage for no other reason than because it was there.

Steve felt his heart sink, "I knew we should have told her that it was safe to come home." He sighed in bliss when Bucky found a good knot on the arch and he tilted his head back. "...You know, I thought about having her come to the hotel a thousand of times when you were in that state of mind. I nearly did, but I was so stubborn with myself."

"It was good you didn't. You learned more that way, hands-on instead of observing someone else. You'll be better prepared next time." Buck continued to work his foot, careful not to do anything that would tickle him, biting his lip a bit at how Steve looked. He'd have to give him massages more often. "She misses you, too. We'll get to see her soon. I should have asked her to bring Precious, but I'll text her and suggest that Nick watch her while they're gone instead. The kitten might not leave if she came here. Though, I do miss the little fluff-ball. Think that's an idea Tony will be down for? Pets?"

"Clint has Lucky so, I wouldn't doubt Tony would be opposed to anything like that, so long as it doesn't get in his lab." Steve said after a moment of thought, letting Bucky do his thing as he tried to think about it. "You thinking of a cat?"

"Yeah. I am. A rescue, maybe from the Pound. They don't usually give pets much time to find a home, not like designated shelters. I'd be fine with an older cat. They need love, too, after feeling abandoned." Buck picked up Steve's other foot next.

"I bet the older cat would love being a momma or a dad to Precious." Steve said with a large smile on his face. "Let's do one thing at a time. First, we gotta make my apartment look nice." He poked Bucky's thigh with his toe. "And after Angelina and you stop making /faces/ at it, can we call it good enough to add a family member, how's that?"

"It's a deal." Buck nodded, feeling glad that things were coming together in their own weird way.

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