"So Wikipedia says that my, uh...grand-nephew is an actor."
Steve looked up as Bucky walked into the room, scrolling down on a smartphone. "Yeah?" he asked.
"Yeah," Bucky answered. "Becca's daughter married someone—something Stan—and...look."
He turned the phone screen around. Steve was sure that he was looking at a colorized picture of Bucky from the War, until he noticed the modern outfit.
"Oh my god," he said, eyes wide.
"Right?"
"Spittin' image of you." Steve shook his head, amazed. "What's he in?"
Bucky turned the phone back around. "Uh, let's see. Some Broadway, television shows, 'I, Tonya', 'I'm Not Here', 'We Have Always Lived in the Castle', that's a long name…'Hot Tub Time Machine'?"
"Rhodes mentioned that one."
"Sounds weird."
By this time, Steve couldn't help a wide grin. "He looks exactly like you. If they made a film about us—"
Bucky snorted. "God, I hope not."
"You should meet him."
"No."
"Buck, c'mon." Steve tried to put on a winning smile. "He's family. Plus, Sam would lose it when he sees there's two of you."
"Exactly why I'm not gonna meet him." Bucky stuck the phone in his jacket pocket.
Steve snorted and leaned back in his chair. "Got the metal arm and all'a the sudden turned into a wet blanket."
"Y'know what, punk?" Bucky asked, grinning like a hyena, and shook a fist in his face.
Steve just cackled.
A/N: Apparently Twitter is having a heyday talking about MCU!Sebastian Stan and Bucky getting mistaken for each other. I couldn't resist.
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