"Alright! Sharon promised to meet us at a secret location. It's best we get there before we're recognized." Steve Rogers looked at the newly revived Bucky Barnes and the ever so cynical Sam Wilson.
"So that's a good get away car? We're gonna use that piece of junk?" Sam questioned. Steve blushed and muttered "It was the only one I could find..."
"Yeah, sure. Out of the billion other cars in that lot you chose the one as old as you. Clever."
Steve winced apologetically as Sam sighed. "I get shotgun." He sat down and Steve slid into the drivers seat. Bucky attempted to get in the back.."mmf!" His shoulders hit Sam's seat as he tried to get in.
"Hey, watch it." Sam snapped. "I'm trying...it's not like there's room back here." Bucky grumbled. Steve was attempting to start the car without success while all this was happening. "Rrrg..." Bucky grunted again and managed to get through...falling over and hitting his head on the door across from him in the process.
"Hey, you tried." Sam snickered at The Winter Soldier's misfortune. "Shut up." He groaned and tried to adjust himself...and his head slipped back out the open door.
Meanwhile Steve got the car running. He grinned and floored the gas. Bucky's eyes widened as he suddenly found himself being dragged across the ground. "Whoa! "Bucky! Didn't see you there!" Steve shrieked and quickly screeched to a stop.
Sam chuckled as Bucky got himself in the car and shut the door. "What?" He glared at the Falcon. "Nothing...you just got something in your hair." He chuckled again at the sight of the rocks and other mishmash of junk tangled in Bucky's hair.
"We have a brush!" Steve announced, holding up something with bristles that looked ancient. Bucky grimaced and took it. Sam kept snickering as the man behind him began to brush his hair with the thing.
Steve just sighed.
This was going to be a loooooong trip.
Ok! This is the first of possibly many chapters! Please feel free to make requests and tell me what you think!