AN: My tattoo itches soo bad! Send help! Lol. My tattoo is now in the "healing sunburn" phase. It's dry, rough, and peeling. The only thing I can do for it is put on a dab of lotion (unscented as it doesn't have the stuff scented does and won't pull the ink off) and leave it be...but OH GOD THE ITCH! *wants to gnaw her arm off* Moving forward XD I had a dream in which the Avengers were kidnapped and turned into wolves, then Spidey gets kidnapped and two things happened. In the dream, Spidey rescues the Avengers and they escape then you know...shit gets real because of muffing HYDRA. Then when I woke up my brain cooked up an alternative where Spidey gets turned into a wolf puppy and they still escape. Either way, Aunt May is dead (sadly, she was killed when HYDRA kidnapped Peter) and the Avengers adopt Peter. If y'all would like to read my crazy dream or the alternative, or hell maybe even both, let me know! I think it could be fun to write and see where the rest of the story would go. I want to hear from y'all though! Let me know what you think and let's get this party started!

Mistakes? CURSE YOU GRAMMARLY! Flames? *turns into Carnage*

Enjoy my Spider-Babies!

Babysitting Saga: Two soldiers and a Baby.

Bucky was sitting in the rocker in his and Steves room with the baby in his arms. The two soldiers share a room mostly because it's easier to get to one another when nightmares show up rather than constantly running down the hallway to get to each other. The two had a lot of things from their time period. An antique rocking chair, a phonograph with a shelf of records, a grandfather clock quietly ticking in the living area of the room, a really old phone from the twenties, an old radio from thirties which was softly playing a ball game in the background, a typewriter sat on the desk and others things you can think of they had. Sure they had some modern tech thanks to Tony, but they rarely used it.

Bucky looked down at the teary-eyed baby and knew the poor thing had to be missing his papa. Strange said he'd only be gone the weekend but it's been five days now and no sign of Strange. Peter had woken up from a nightmare according to FRIDAY and wailed in fear. Bucky responded first hearing the cries of fear. He lifted the baby out of his crib and cradled him. Peter had stopped crying as soon as he was in Bucky's arms. The poor babe was calm now, enjoying Bucky's embrace and his metal arm. Bucky gently patted the tiny back and the baby sniffled.

Steve walked in with a device in hand and eyed the baby.

"He alright?" Steve asked.

"Yeah, he's fine now. Just really misses his papa is all." Bucky said.

"Well, we received this thing this morning before Peter woke up. It's from Strange. He contacted us and said he and his partner ran into quite a bit of trouble and won't be back for at least another few days to a week, depending." Steve said.

"What's on the device?" Bucky asked.

"Something for Peter. Strange knows that Peter is missing him something fierce so he made Peter something." Steve said.

Steve set the device down and activated it. A hologram of Strange popped up.

"Little one."

Peter lifted his head from Bucky's chest and looked at the hologram. Peter smiled brightly and cooed happily. Bucky turned the baby around to face the hologram so he wouldn't strain his neck.

"Hello, my sweet little one. I know you miss me, I miss you too. I promise you, Peter, I will be home as soon as I'm able. Just keep being that ray of sunshine I know you are. Remember, I love you. So very much."

The hologram vanished and Peter cooed sadly. He understood what his papa was saying though. He snuggled back into Bucky's chest and sniffled.

Steve and Bucky looked at each other and wondered what they should do. Steve then got an idea. The soldier walked over to the phonograph and grabbed one of his favorite records. He put it on and music from the thirties started playing. Peter looked up at Steve and watched him dance. Bucky laughed and handed Peter to Steve who started dancing with him in his arms.

Peter smiled and started giggling.

"Hey FRIDAY," Bucky said softly.

"Yes, Sgt. Barnes?" FRIDAY asked softly like Bucky.

"Record this would you?"

"Already recording."

"Good."

Bucky and Steve took turns dancing with the giggling spider baby. Soon came naptime and FRIDAY snapped a photo of two super soldiers curled protectively around Peter who had his tiny hands curled around one of the soldiers' fingers. All three were sleeping peacefully.

Short but super sweet! I'm sure my Spider-Babies from my Bucky and Peter story will appreciate the little nod to it ;)

Until Next Time! Muffing. HYDRA.