I’ve decided I’m going to do a fic fest tomorrow once I’m home, but today I have the end of conference and a lot of travel and I am a bit walking wounded right now so I am offering a TURNAROUND FEST to give me reading material in the airport.
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CREATIVITY! *jazz hands*
When Steve introduced Bucky to Tony, he was barely able to keep the smirk off his face because he knew, knew sparks were about to fly. Tony has always been sarcastic as all hell and defensive about, well, everything; and Bucky? Bucky has always been jealous of Steve’s friendship and ruthless about tearing down Steve’s other friends as not good enough for Steve. So Steve was really kind of looking forward to watching the show when those two got into it.
But Tony gives Bucky a long once-over and then says, “Well, finally, someone to help keep an eye on Captain Ill-Advised Risks, here. You going to let me upgrade your arm?”
And Bucky, having seen footage of Iron Man in action in preparation for the meeting, says, “Can you give me missiles?”
Tony slings an arm around Bucky’s shoulder, then, and Bucky doesn’t shake it off. “Come down to my workshop and let’s talk.”
They walk off together, chatting amiably about Stupid Shit Steve Has Done, not a single spark flying, leaving Steve gaping behind them and wondering what the hell just happened.
(Once they’re down in the workshop and out of Steve’s hearing, though, Tony and Bucky both manage to give each other some variation of the shovel talk. After which they become partners in ganging up on Steve to bitch him out when he does stupid shit.)