[Comprehensive British and American] Life winners are fake

For Steve, this is a day he will probably remember forever.

The friend who he thought had passed away and hadn't even salvaged the remains appeared alive in front of him today. The surprise brought to Steve cannot be described in words.

"Bucky!"

All the words finally accumulated into this name, and Steve took a big step and hugged this person tightly.

"Hey, you're so tight," Bucky laughed, and he put his right hand around his friend as well, patting him on the back, "I think I'm out of breath. "

Steve let go, and he looked at Bucky with excited eyes, "I, I never thought I'd see you again."

"Yes."

Bucky nodded, with a hint of exclamation in his tone, "Long time no see, Steve, I find you haven't changed at all."

In fact, for the two of them who were also frozen, it felt like they had just been in a coma for a while, but the strange environment around them made them realize that it was indeed different from before.

Steve also showed a gentle smile, "You too..." He originally wanted to say that Bucky hadn't changed much, but before he finished speaking, the cold wind blew and blew their clothes, making them Steve finally noticed what he hadn't noticed for a while because of his joy.

When Bucky's left sleeve was blown by the wind, the swaying arc didn't look like it had a left hand inside.

Subconsciously, Steve reached out and grabbed it, it was within reach, empty.

"your hands--"

"Don't make that look, Steve," Bucky shrugged, interrupting Steve, with a smile on his face and a more casual tone, "You know, I can survive, and It's just missing an arm, and it's fine."

"After all, I fell from such a high place," he said.

Steve was silent for a few seconds before slowly saying, "You're right." The heaviness in his eyes gradually dissipated, just as Bucky said, he should be happier that his friend survived.

"I also have to thank this handsome boy," Bucky said, tilting his head and smiling at Joey, "If he hadn't picked me up from the sea, I'm afraid I'm still in the ice now. "

When Steve turned his head and wanted to say something to Joey, Tony put his shoulders on Joey's shoulders, and said with a half-smile, "No, you guys continue to reunite, it doesn't matter how enthusiastic you are, after all, you haven't seen each other for decades. See you, Joey and I will go back first."

As he spoke, he put his hand on Joey's shoulder and turned it around with his back to everyone. He raised his other hand and waved it perfunctorily, then put it down and opened the car door.

"Wait, uncle, I actually have something to say—"

"No," Tony put his hands on Joey's head, let him sit in the co-pilot, then bent down and smiled at him, "We've finished what we have to say, and we can go home."

When he closed the passenger door and sat in the driver's seat, he saw his nephew rolled down the window again and poked his head out.

"Bucky." He called out his name.

Bucky pointed at himself, and got Joey's affirmative nod, so he walked over, without even needing Joey's reminder, stretched out his hands to support the car, and bent down to get closer to Joey.

Joey raised his head slightly, pressed it close to Bucky's ear, and whispered something.

Bucky's face was obviously surprised, but soon, the corners of his lips curled up.

"Wow."

Barton couldn't help exclaiming, but he still remembered to lower his voice, and winked at Natasha, "How do you think Steve is feeling now?"

Natasha: "Be a little more serious, Barton."

Barton: "I think I'm serious."

Natasha: "Then put away your gossiping expression."

Dr. Banner on the side couldn't help laughing. Under Barton's stare, he raised his hand and took off his glasses to wipe them, pretending that nothing happened.

……

Joey didn't speak for too long, he straightened his body slightly, and when Bucky straightened up and took a step back, just revealing Steve behind him, Joey smiled at the blond man.

"Goodbye," he said.

"...Goodbye." Steve also smiled slightly.

The car window was raised, and Joey didn't look away until the inside and outside of the car were completely cut off, and he heard Tony's lazy voice, "You're done?"

Joey turned his head and blinked, and said with a smile, "I knew you were the best, Uncle."

Tony propped his cheek with his right hand, tapped his left hand on the steering wheel, then glanced at Joey slowly, and said with a smile, "Don't think you say that, I will help you, little Joey."

"Oh my God," Joey opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Uncle, how can you be so smart?"

"I've always been a genius," Tony answered the compliment very naturally. "You're smart too, little Joey, so your smart brain should know that I don't like him."

"Hey, come on, Uncle," Joey leaned closer, his black eyes full of sincere hope, "I need your help."

"give up."

Tony put down his hand, retracted his gaze, stared straight ahead at the start of the car, and left such a sentence.

Joey looked at him without blinking.

Tony drove the car.

Joey continued to look at him.

Tony is still... Well, under the innocent pleading eyes of his nephew, he couldn't maintain that indifferent expression, and finally he just emphasized, "I will only remind you, little Joey, I won't help you with my own hands."

Joey really wanted to hug his arrogant, hard-spoken and soft-hearted uncle, but considering that he was driving now, he could only cheer, "I love you, uncle!"

If you really love me, then what you should do is to stay away from those two old popsicles, Tony thought so, but he didn't say it, although his expression was trying to tighten, but from the corners of his mouth that could not restrain If you look at it, you can see that he actually enjoys the confession from his nephew.

The conversation between the uncle and nephew in the car was naturally unknown to Steve and the others standing by the street. They watched the sports car go away, and then went back to the S.H.I.E.L.D. building together.

Bucky followed them and arrived at the room through the elevator, observing everything around him with curiosity in his eyes.

"Oh, thank you," Baki Baki took the tea handed over by Natasha, "Your temperament is impressive, even fascinating, beautiful lady."

His eyes fell on Natasha's face, and his tone was funny but not annoying.

Dr. Banner, who was sitting in the distance and writing something, raised his head. He raised his glasses and wanted to say something, but he swallowed it after seeing the smile on Natasha's face.

"You're really different from Steve," Natasha said.

"But we are best friends." Bucky answered this sentence in a very natural tone. After he finished speaking, he looked at Steve and laughed almost at the same time.

After that, other people thoughtfully left space for these two people.

There is always a lot to say when reuniting with a friend, even Steve is no exception, he told almost everything he experienced after thawing and waking up, Bucky listened with a smile on his lips, until Steve said After finishing, he said, "Actually, I have nothing to say. After all, I just woke up less than a day ago. If I really want to say it, it's probably...an accident."

"I didn't expect that when I regained consciousness, it would be decades later... However, I was lucky. Not only was I rescued, but the person who rescued me was also your friend."

Bucky rubbed his chin, thinking of Joey, his smile deepened, "I'm glad you made more friends, Steve."

"That boy, fine."

"He's really fine," Steve said, and he smiled and repeated, "I think, too, he's fine."

The smile on Steve's face is not much different from Bucky's memory, it is still gentle, the kind of smile that makes people feel at ease, but he and Steve almost grew up together, this kind of Familiarity made him realize something was wrong.

He pondered over Steve's tone and expression, but in the end he just kept it in his heart and didn't say it.

As the hero who sacrificed his life for the country——Although Bucky is actually still alive, his contribution is indelible, so S.H.I.E.L.D. will naturally arrange everything for him, and even ask him if he wants to live in history. Next to Tiff's house, Bucky would naturally not refuse.

S.H.I.E.L.D. moved quickly, but it would be the next day until Bucky could live in, so under Bucky's choice, he lived in Steve's house that night.

"By the way, do you know where the Avengers Building is?"

On the sofa, Bucky was lowering his head to familiarize himself with modern technology products - mobile phones, when Steve passed behind him, he suddenly asked this question.

Steve first reported a list of place names, then remembered that Bucky had just woken up, and even if he said it, he didn't know where these road signs were, so he took out a map, drew the route, and said, "I need to take you tomorrow In the past?"

Bucky looked at the route on the map and shook his head, "No need, I can go there by myself."

The next day, Bucky got up very early. Maybe he slept in the sea for too long. He didn't feel much sleepy last night. He almost opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling until it was dawn, and then he closed his eyes and rested for a while. .

Following the route drawn by Steve, Bucky walked to the gate of Fulian Building.

"Welcome, Mr. Barnes." The polite voice of the AI ​​steward sounded, and he controlled the door to open. Bucky stepped in and came to the topmost laboratory. looking at his figure.

Joey, who was reminded by the AI ​​steward, turned around and raised his eyebrows when he saw Bucky standing outside the door, "You're really early, Sergeant."

Bucky walked in, with a smile in his green eyes, "After hearing what you said yesterday, I began to look forward to it."

"Just an idea, not sure if it will work yet."

"But you've helped me a lot."

Under Joey's gesture, Bucky supported the operating table with his right hand, jumped lightly, and sat on it.

"Take off your shirt and lie down." Joey said, while Bucky was undressing, he turned his head to turn on the shadowless lamp, picked up precision tools from the side, and when he turned around after finishing all these, Bucky had already Lie on the operating table topless.

Joey pressed the button next to it, and the mechanical hands stretched out from both sides of the experimental table to fix Bucky's body and prevent it from moving. He lowered his head and carefully unwrapped the bandage on Bucky's left hand, revealing the too hideous horizontal wound. section.

Bucky squinted to avoid the shadowless lamp above, and sighed, "You rescued me from the sea, even gave me rescue measures, and now you are willing to try to help me and create a new arm."

"You're the best boy I've ever met."

With moderate strength, Joey handled the wound carefully and seriously, while casually saying, "You make me blush a little, Sergeant."

"You don't need to blush at all, but I don't know how to repay you," Bucky said, remembering what Tony said before, and jokingly said, "Maybe I should do what your elders said, with my body promise?"

"Huh?" Joey snorted softly, stretched out his hand to the side, and the robot assistant Xiaoben put another tool in his palm.

"Actually, my fighting skills are not bad. As long as I don't fight with Steve, I think I should be qualified as a bodyguard."

Joey re-medicated Bucky's left hand, and said casually, "I think it's more appropriate for you to be Steve's comrade-in-arms than to be my bodyguard."

After saying this, Joey turned and left the operating table, walked to the laboratory table where he had just been when Bucky came, and entered the data he had just collected.

"Actually, I don't have much experience," Joey said. "In addition to the knowledge I learned from my uncle, I also got some from Hydra, and of course, SHIELD," he said. Looking at the center of the test bench, the thing he made under Tony's guidance last night made a clicking sound of adjustment, showing a satisfied expression, "I'm not as good as you say, Sergeant."

He held up this object with a shape similar to that of a human hand, with a metallic luminescence, turned around, winked at Bucky and smiled, "Actually, you are closer to a white mouse."

"I'd be happy to be this guinea pig." Bucky laughed softly. He got off the operating table, approached Joey, and looked down at him as he installed the object on his mutilated left arm. His voice was low Some, "Why do you think I'd rather be Steve's buddy again?"

Joey focused on fixing the prosthesis for Bucky, his eyelashes trembling slightly. After hearing Bucky's question, he said very naturally:

"Intuitive."

It just so happened that Joey had also installed the manipulator. He took a step back, with anticipation in his black eyes, "Try it?"

Bucky took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and issued instructions to the mechanical arm.

Under their gaze, at first, the mechanical hand moved slightly, even a little stiff, until later, it became more flexible and even able to grasp objects freely.

Even though Bucky quickly accepted the fact after losing his left arm, he was a little agitated at the moment, with complicated emotions stirring in his chest, which made him curl his lips uncontrollably.

"Hey," he said from the bottom of his heart, "can I give you a hug?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and hugged the black-haired boy in front of him.

I haven't agreed yet, Joey thought, but he couldn't help laughing and gave the other person a hug back.

"Thank you."

Bucky whispered in his ear.

Outside the building, a figure swung over, and finally lay on the floor-to-ceiling windows. From his perspective, Joey and a man with a bare upper body hugged each other very intimately. He even saw the smile on Joey's face .

This froze the smile of the brown-haired boy outside the glass, and even forgot what he was going to say.

Joey's back was facing the door, so when he raised his head slightly to say something to Bucky, he happened to see the person outside the glass.

He opened his eyes wide, and called out the other party's name with some surprise:

"Peter!"