rainnecassidy asked: Steve/Darcy/Bucky - Bucky with a baby or small child. Not necessarily his (or any of theirs) unless you just want to - could be a lost child, random kid-saved-from-danger, or whatever. But I want to see Bucky dealing with a tiny human. :)
Hey Rainne! Hopefully this fulfills the prompt. The under-fives crowd was definitely great inspiration for this.
I’m still making headway on all of the fic prompts left from before my vacation (I’m working on them as we speak! Much better than the exercise in futility that is applying for jobs). Until then, please enjoy, and more are to come. :)
“Of course - of course my only relatives in this city don’t call me up because they want to chat or know how I’m doing. No, instead, they want me to babysit my three cousins under the age of ten for the day while they go take a spin in the countryside in whatever hot shit car my aunt managed to rent for the weekend. Then they call up and say ‘Hey, it’s so nice here in the Catskills we’re going to spend the night at this lovely little resort, so dear Darcy, would you be able to stay and keep the kids company overnight? We’ll be back sometime Sunday evening’.” Darcy stutters to a halt and takes a deep breath, clearly heard by both Steve and Bucky even over the tinny little cell phone speaker.
“So what are you saying, Darcy?” Bucky asks, looking over at Steve who is pressing his lips together firmly, obviously trying not to bust out into laughter.
“Hellllllllp,” she whines. “I’m not cut out for this sh—stuff.”
The look Bucky shoots him is a worried one, making Steve’s eyebrows arch up towards his hairline. “Uh, you do know that neither one of us has any experience at all with kids,” Steve says.