[Shield Winter] Meeting upside down

What woke Steve up earlier than the alarm clock was a polite knock on the door.

Outside the door was Bucky with a towel on his shoulders. He shook the pure blue mouthwash cup in his hand and raised an eyebrow at himself.

"The faucet is broken, can you lend me the bathroom?"

Steve has a vague illusion that they are just ordinary people in Brooklyn rather than superheroes living in this high-tech building, which makes him feel absurd and yearning.

"Of course." Steve came back to his senses, stepped aside, and followed Bucky to the bathroom.

Seeing that the iron hand was about to turn on the faucet, Steve put his hand on it first, and opened it for him to fill a glass of water.

"Steve—" Bucky drew out his voice, with resignation, "it's not that serious."

"Just to help you do something."

Steve takes his toothbrush from the shelf.The washbasin is very wide, but it still seems narrow to squeeze two super soldiers at the same time.They're forced to touch shoulders, but it's not bad, it's even kind.

"I'm also thinking about my friends, who knows if your weird ability will be contagious through water flow."

"Fuck." Bucky makes a guttural sound of annoyance, "This is a terrible day."

The life of a superhero is always full of surprises.

Not only the alien invasion that never warns in advance, the hydra or other terrorist organizations that can't be destroyed no matter how they are destroyed, the ubiquitous illusion that still hasn't learned how to walk through the door, and the ubiquitous Jarvis in the true sense.

It also includes various comprehensive sequelae.

What happened to Bucky should be attributed to the first category.The busy last Monday was not only a nightmare for the major social animals, but also a sudden battle for the Avengers.

"I understand aliens' time will be different than ours, but it's five o'clock in the morning in fucking New York! I left Pepper for a bunch of blueberry slimes, damn it!"

Tony's angry curses blared in the headset along with the hilarious sound of the laser cannon hitting the alien.Bucky couldn't help but tilted his neck, shot a small group of aliens with a machine gun, caught a little guy who was about to attack from behind, and threw it two meters away with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw. Steve adjusted for him Good angle on the shield.

"Is this guy always nagging like this?"

"Yes, even in front of Fury." Steve tore off the alien corpse stuck on the shield, and the thing actually pulled out sticky threads, "After all, the funds of S.H.I.E.L.D. still need the funds of Stark Industries. sponsor."

Bucky dodges the bodies on the ground and almost hops to Steve in a comical hop.

"Poor old Fury." He put on a new magazine and pressed the headset, "Is the battle in the sky going well, everyone? The attack of the ground slime is over."

"Uh...Vision and I are approaching the mothership, the gate with strange patterns is shining, and we are ready to attack." Wanda was the first to reply, "Sam and Tony are still concentrating their firepower to sweep the small Spaceship. Oh hey, they're coming! God the door is open...uh, it's ugly."

Steve looked up, but unfortunately they were too far away from the sky, and could only see Wanda's iconic red light in the distance.

"What?" Captain America narrowed his eyes, but unfortunately quadruple vision didn't work, "What did you see?"

A hand landed on his shoulder and patted it.Bucky tilted his head at him, motioning him to look ahead.

"If I'm not mistaken, I guess this thing is what Wanda and the others call the ugly guy."

Steve turned his head—a downright ugly new alien was standing in front of them.It was a little bigger than those miscellaneous soldiers before, about half the height of a person, and its color was green and black in different shades, like rotten vegetables in the corner of the balcony in summer.

It has facial features, but the melting and sagging skin tissue makes it impossible to see where the eyes are and where the mouth is. The four limp legs are struggling to support the body, shaking back and forth, as if moving.

"Disgusting." Bucky used a precise word to describe, "Attention air squad, there is more than one ugly guy."

"It looks like it is the leader of this team, so be careful."

Steve clenched the shield tightly, and subconsciously stepped forward to protect Bucky on his right rear.Bucky glanced at him, and silently switched the machine gun to his left arm, covering the other half for him.

"It didn't move." Sam's voice was mixed with the sound of the wind, and it seemed that he was still hovering. "Uh, he seems to have opened his mouth... Wanda opened the magic barrier, and Tony and Vision are ready."

Bucky nudged Steve and lowered his voice.

"Is it just opening its mouth? I suspect that one of these two is something like a holographic projection. This may be a trap."

Steve raised his shield to protect the two, and there was a sharp noise from the earphones, followed by the sound of gunfire and boiling water.

"Mission accomplished." Tony whistled, "The attack was successfully blocked by Wanda, and we were blown up together with the spaceship. No casualties, full marks."

Steve and Bucky exchanged a look while silently saying three, two, one.

The shield was lowered, but the monster judged to be a projection did not disappear.It opened its mouth immediately, and a weird green ray rushed out.Steve raised his shield to protect Bucky, but was kicked out of the radiation range by the opponent at a faster speed. He could only see the figure wrapped in black combat uniform rolling on the spot, and the asphalt road between the two was covered Radial black pits were burned out, thick billowing smoke rose, and the visible range was blurred.

After a burst of bullets fired, the monster disappeared completely.Steve coughs and pushes the smoke away toward Bucky, his heart beating terribly fast.

"Bucky?! Bucky, are you okay?!"

——God, he can't accept that his good brother has lost a hand or half a leg again, and inferior serum is not a universal protective shield.

Thank goodness Bucky is doing well.With his machine gun thrown at his feet, he was sitting on the ground staring at his left hand, slowly unfolding and clenching, then unfolding again.

Steve squatted down next to him: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the iron arm?"

"Uh, no. Su Rui made it very well, much better than Hydra's workmanship, and it will automatically calibrate and repair after being impacted." Bucky's expression was confused, "Just now the ray rubbed against the lower half of the iron arm part, roughly from elbow to fingertip."

Steve immediately put down the shield in his hand, and looked over and over while holding Bucky's wrist.The iron hand felt smooth and cold to the touch, and there was nothing unusual except for the wear and tear on the joints.

"Don't you feel it? I remember that Su Rui added a tactile system to his arm, does it hurt?"

"It was just a burning sensation for a moment, and it disappeared quickly, without even triggering the automatic repair function." Bucky frowned, "It always feels weird."

"Cough. It's weird for two big men to sit in the middle of the road holding hands and looking at each other affectionately."

Natasha and Clint walked along the road, and the red-haired queen folded her arms and threw a meaningful look at them: "Have you not pulled enough? A normal person would choose to return to the building quickly and ask Banner to help with a scan."

Steve and Bucky stood up with embarrassment on their faces.Natasha has always had a way of embarrassing her subjects, which is a pretty useful part of a spy's superpowers.

"Based on... Well, I guess you don't want to hear those technical terms." Banner walked over with the test report, and looked at Bucky who was still lying flat, "The ray did attach a layer to your hand." An unanalyzable particle, but it did not cause any anomalies. Perhaps it is because the vibranium is stable enough... In short, everything is normal, and we can investigate it for a while."

"Really?" Steve stood beside the bed with a solemn expression, "The energy of that ray is amazing, it can easily damage the road, why don't we do further inspection?"

"Forget it Stevie. I feel great now, tell Banner to let go of the instrument."

Steve sighed disapprovingly.

I have to say that Steve Rogers does have an extraordinary sensitivity.From that day on, he turned into a noisy sparrow.

"Bucky, are you okay?"

"Is there something wrong with Bucky?"

"Can I carry heavy objects? Can I help?"

"Sam, be careful not to hit Bucky's hand when you are training."

"Bucky you... well you can hit Sam with your left hand, but just lightly?"

Sam couldn't bear it and pointed to his purple cheekbones: "Captain, I can use my wings to ensure that this guy's hands are fine."

Steve looked at Bucky who was laughing out of breath, still frowning disapprovingly.This cannot be blamed on him. As a veteran who saved countless lives by his intuition in World War II, it is always a good thing to have a sense of crisis.

"I said, put that thing down." Bucky left the training ground, sweat seeping from his brown hair and brushing his flushed cheekbones, "It's been three days, everything is fine, the alien rays will never There is a delay in starting."

Steve's eyes followed the drop of sweat inexplicably, watching it slide all the way from his good buddy's chin to the edge of his vest, he couldn't help coughing.

"Well... maybe," he murmured.

"Damn it, what book is this?" Bucky picked up the book that took up his sofa, "How to Care for a Newly Born Female Iberian Pig"? Bet fifty cents on Tony's crossover genius, huh? "

"Some time ago he was really obsessed with cooking... What is that Bucky!!!"

Steve's voice changed in shock, he pointed at the book in Bucky's hand, two solid black balls fell out from the cover of the book, rapidly expanded and enlarged, and landed lightly on the ground, humming Spin around Bucky's feet.

The Winter Soldier, who was frightened by the news all over the world before, froze. He looked down at the two black creatures, and then looked back at the opening page of the book—the photo of the Iberian black pig cubs. He felt his eyes go dark.

"Stop laughing at Stevie." Bucky spit out the foam from his mouth and looked at his good friend smiling in the mirror, "You must be thinking of Berkeley and Jackson again."

"You actually named those two little black pigs?"

"Please, they came into being because of me." Bucky pouted, "I'm responsible for them."

"Yeah, you're their Papa Barnes."

"God, shut up."

"Banner sent them to Stark's zoo after checking them?"

"Hmm, otherwise Sam will make them into grilled pork chops." Bucky pushed away the razor and carefully cleaned the stubble, "Seriously, this ability is too ridiculous... There is a certain chance that the touch The contents of the book turned into reality? Sounds like the thousand and second setting in One Thousand and One Nights."

"For prudence, you'd better avoid touching anything with a pattern, Buck."

"Including ice cream with bears on it?"

"Well, for the sake of the cold medicine you bought for me in the past, I'll help you dig the ice cream into the bowl."

This weird ability didn't interfere too much with Bucky's life. Thankfully, at least his commonly used weapons didn't have patterns painted on them. He was still the super soldier who could clear all obstacles with a machine gun.But the post-fight hormones sometimes burn out the brain, manifested in the fact that he often forgets that he has it, and when Steve isn't there to remind him...

An excellent hotbed for accidents was created.

On Wednesday, the collective activity of the Avengers - the cleaning, was ordered by the landlord Tony to participate in the tragic exploitation on the grounds that "superheroes should also exercise their housework ability".

Bucky's task was to classify the library in the northwest corner of the second floor. He was 100% sure that Tony was targeting him. Those dense numbers and small characters made him dizzy.

"Fuck you, Steve should do this job. Or Wanda, I can always see her laughing and reading with colorful books... What is this?"

Bucky found a strange book in the trolley with the books he had read. On the cover was a hand tied with a star shield and a familiar iron arm.Realistic style, at first glance it seems to be a photo - but he and Steve have never taken such an ambiguous thing, just interlocking fingers, and there is a blooming rose between the touching palms.

""Hot White Star and the Iron Arm of Pure Love", what the hell is it called, is it a commemorative book for World War II veterans published by which tabloid?"

He complained and opened the book and looked at it. It was densely packed with words, but there was no publication code or label on the front and back covers.

Bucky closed the book in bewilderment, and he heard a distant cry, as if Wanda was rushing over.But just as he raised his eyes, a handful of dazzling golden lights exploded in his field of vision. It took Bucky several seconds to recover from the sudden blindness.

"Steve?" He looked at the person standing in front of the bookshelf suspiciously, "I didn't hear you coming... Why did you change your battle suit? Is there a mission?"

In the shadows, he couldn't see Steve's expression clearly.

"Bucky's got a book and it's me..." Wanda ran in, then took a step back and screamed.

She saw the fake Steve Rogers—definitely fake, because the real one was cleaning the windows in the lobby in the gray T-shirt just now—pressing Bucky against the bookshelf so hard that an entire row of books All crashed to the ground.

Then, he kissed Bucky on the lips.