I don't own Marvel or anyone in this story. And I'm trying to post this on an iPad. This is hard.

XI. Wake Up, Bucky

"Bucky? Bucky!" Someone was shaking him. "Wake up!" Bucky moaned. Steve reached over and poured a cold glass of water on his friend, causing the Winter Soldier to sputter and choke.

"What the fuck, Steve?!"

"Language."

"Don't you language me! Why the…" Bucky's eyes fell onto a fat paperback Steve was holding. It had the HYDRA sign as well as a scribble of his metal arm on it. Bucky knew that book immediately. "Why do you have my Winter Soldier manual?"

"Well I called you a name and it put you to sleep. Not the bad kind of put to sleep!" Steve added quickly. "And I got this from the person that bought my shield."

Bucky frowned. "What do you mean?"

"I went on a hunt while you were asleep. My main objective was to find a way to wake you up but instead I saw some guy using my shield so I got it back."

"Steve. What. Did. You. Do."

Steve smiled. "I haven't had a good story to tell in a long time!"

Steve walks wearily down the street. Brimmed hat way down low…

Actually, Steve was in the library, looking for books about the Winter Soldier. So far, they all said the Winter Soldier was a terrorist that should be killed but Steve knew better. The Winter Soldier was not some terrorist anymore.

Steve began to think about what he could do to wake Bucky, who had somehow slowed some of his systems as well. This soldier knew how to fall into a deep sleep. He tried searching in the "Brainwashed Buddies" section but nothing came up. "Dammit!" Shouted Steve. "Why can't I find anything to help Buck!"

"Shhhhhh!" Hissed the librarian.

"I'm trying to help someone with memory and controlling chips in their brain!" Steve shouted back. "So do you know if you have anything about brainwashed people with controlling chips in their brain that make them fall asleep on command?"

The librarian frowned. "How many Winter Soldiers are there in the world? No, we don't have anything."

"I'm sure there's something in here! There has to be! Is there a restricted section I could look through? Please?!"

Thirty seconds later Steve went flying out of the library. "How rude!" He said, rubbing his head. "You guys stink. I hate modern libraries."

BONG! Steve jerked his head up and saw a man throwing the Captain America shield. It wasn't as classy as how he did it but it was still effective. The man was knocking over civilians.

"Hey!" Steve yelled. He stood up and ran over to the guy. The man raised the shield and was about to bring it down on a woman but Steve knocked him over. They began to fistfight and the woman ran away. "That's my shield!"

"I bought it fair and square, Captain America! You're the one who posted it online!" Snapped the man. His voice sounded familiar.

"That was my friend, Bucky!"

Steve realized this man was almost matched in skills. It was hard to defeat him. However he was able to yank the shield out of the man's hands. Now he had the advantage. Steve drove the man back towards a bridge overhanging a deep canal.

He pinned the man against the side of the bridge. "Even if it is fair and square you can't use this like a destructive weapon," he hissed. "It's not meant for that kind of work."

"Says the guy who uses it all the time like a destructive weapon!" Growled the man. "Think about how many things you've blown up with just a single throw. It's something we both have in common."

"You and I have nothing in common!" Steve gripped the man's neck. The man kicked him back and jumped over into the canal.

Steve stared down at the canal. Did the man die? Would he come back? Steve left he bridge, his shield in hand.

Suddenly the man popped out of the water. He jumped up on the bank and reached into the a support on the bridge. He grabbed a fat paperback with a scribble of Bucky's arm and the HYDRA sign on it. Then he ran away laughing.

"Get back here!" Steve threw his shield and the man tripped. He dropped his book. Steve plucked it off the ground and ran away as fast as his legs would carry him.

He opened the book. It was in German. "Shoot…er…now what?" Steve thought for a second and then a bright idea came into his head. He ran back to the condo and leapt onto Bucky's computer. Then he typed in Google translate…

"…and then I was able to break the code and bring you back!" Steve finished.

Bucky shook his head and laughed softly. "You have to be the craziest person." He suddenly threw himself into Steve and hugged him. "But you're the BEST FRIEND EVER!"

"Ack! Buck! Can't. Breathe!" Steve slid his hands between him and Bucky and pushed the Soldier away. "What the HYDRA was that for?!"

"Come on, Steve! Let's go have some fun like we used to!"

Steve grunted. "Well you're acting awfully gay."

Bucky laughed. "Yeah, I'm gay!"

"Oh my god!" Sharon popped out from behind the couch.

"Sharon?!" Both soldiers cried. "When did you get here?"

Sharon swung herself over the couch and sat on it. "I've been here for a few minutes. You guys do know what gay refers to now, right?"

Bucky and Steve looked at each other. "To the computer!" Screeched Bucky. Sharon tapped her foot impatiently as the two searched up what she meant. Suddenly Bucky gasped and fell out of the chair. Steve-who had been standing over him-just blinked a few times.

"Well?" Sharon grumbled.

"It's…groovy…I guess…So long as it makes people happy, I'm fine with it," said Steve.

"No one says groovy anymore, Steve." Sharon sighed. She turned her attention to the sprawled out Bucky on the floor. "And what do you think, Mr. Soldier?"

Bucky got up. "Steve. I have the best idea ever."

"It better not involve guns!" Steve growled.

"Chill buddy. What is it with you and always thinking I'm going to murder someone? No, I think that this new gay stuff gives our friendship a whole new level! From now on, I shall become your husband!"

Steve glared at Sharon and then Bucky. "We're not getting married, you idiot! We're just best friends!"

"Come on, Stevie! It'll be fun! Picture this." Buck swung around and squeezed Steve against his side. He wrapped one arm around the super soldier and waved his other hand out in empty space. "Imagine bells ringing, people crying out of happiness, and I standing handsomely on a pedestal as you, the bride, make your way down to me through a pathway of roses. It will be the most wonderful thing ever!"

"Three things about that plan," Steve cut in. "One; I am not kissing you! Two; When did you start fantasizing romance like a little girl? Three; Why am I the bride?! I don't look good on a dress!"

"Well I don't look good on a dress either!" Bucky howled.

"Well I'm the older and taller one so I should be the groom!" Steve yelled.

"Well I'm actually older than you because I wasn't frozen in an ice block for seven decades!"

"Well I'm the more respected one around here!"

"Well I still need that damn mattress and have you gotten it yet? Nooo! You're as irresponsible as a wife would be!"

"Well then, if I'm the wife, happy wife, happy life!"

Sharon pushed the two boys apart. "You guys are fighting like an old couple, no offense! Why don't you pipe down and pull yourselves together? Better yet, come on over to my Aunt Peggy's house and have stew with us."

Steve nodded. "Good idea."

"I hate stew," Bucky whined.

"FUCKING HELL, BUCKY! GROW UP!"

"LANGUAGE!"

so yeah. Hope you like and sorry for some of the typos.