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"You want something to eat man, we've got, uh, cereal, bread, and yogurt. Wait no scratch the yogurt I think it has developed a complex society and I don't want to disturb that."
He sticks his head out of the fridge and flashes a smile.
"Cereal should be fine man, I don't want to disturb a budding civilization before it has a chance to develop a complex society."
"Cereal it is man"
Clint walked over to the the cabinet and pulled down the cereal box.
"Bran Flakes good with you? I personally think it tastes like a piece of shit but Kates really into the stuff."
"Fibber's fucking important man, it keeps you regular and functioning and all that shit. It's important man.
The three of them walked over to the kitchen table and sat down, Clint on the left, Bucky on the right, and Kate in the middle of the to.
"Soooo, are we gonna have the deep, dark, discussion about our past and inner struggles before or after coffee because that's where I see this heading" Kate says as she picks up her coffee and downs it in one.
"Well isn't someone inpatient?" Bucky snarks back.
"I don't believe in wasting time in putting off the inevitable, it never ends well." Kate pushes down her sunglasses and stares at the two of them.
"Okay give me a second. "
Clint chugs his and slams the cup down on the counter.
"Do I get any say in this?" Bucky asks.
"No!" they both answer simultaneously.
"Okay then"
"You start." Kate says, inclining her head towards Bucky.
"Goodie"
Kate stares.
" Okay, okay, I guess to start the beginning. I'm James Buchanan Barnes aka Bucky. I'm from Brooklyn, New York and I wa born in 1925."
" Wait, what the shit! "
"Um yeah it's kinda a long story?"
" Then make it shorter " Clint said.
" Went to war, died, forced to be a Soviet assassin for 70 years, forgot whole life, tried to kill best friend, remembered everything, came here and that's about where we are at right now."
Kate and Clint wisheles.
" Nice" Kate said.
" Thanks? "
" WAIT, are you that dude Rogers has been chasing after all across Eastern Europe? " Clint slammed the kitchen table down as he stood up.
" Yeah, sorry about that, I didn't think that he would go so all out in his search " he says with a grimace.
" Dude the way he talks about you, I would expect no less. "
Bucky looks confused.
" Wait what look are you talkin' about?" He looks confused.
" The look that seems like he has lost the love of this life" Kate says bluntly.
" Yeah that's the look " Clint says as he nods his head.
"..."
"Dude is this news to you, cause like, as far as I could see, and mind you I've only seen that museum exhibit and a few wikipedia article, he's been in love with you since like forever." Kate says.
"I mean, no, I've never noticed anything like that. I mean I kinda felt that way but I never knew that it went that way too cause he never interested in that cause we were best friends and he was totally bestowed with Peggy."
"Ah an oldie but a goodie. Man is in love in love with man whose happens to be his best friend and his best friend is in love with him but neither of them notice the others feeling because man thinks his friend is in love with a girl and best friend doesn't think that man is into him that way. I've been in a similar situation but reverse the genders of course. " Kate say, waving her hands around to demonstrate the progression of the drama.
" And how did that works out for you? " Bucky asks.
" Ben dating the best girl in the multiverse for 4 months. " she announced proudly with a smile.
" Ironically she's Miss America, I guess we share a type eh." she elbows him.
" Hate to bring the mood down here but why didn't you go to Rogers after you got your memory back?" Clint asks.
"Yeah I was wondering that to." said Kate.
" It's a long story. " Bucky says with a sigh.