While Shuri waited to be called as T'Challa and the others were in South Korea, she sat at her desk beside Bucky and asked, "Have you ever been in a car chase before?"
"Of course," he answered.
"Would you join me in the passenger seat when my brother calls?" she handed him a communication device.
"I can do that, sure," he said as he took it and put it in his ear, "how do you know he'll need you?"
"He always does," she replied, "in the meantime, I have to introduce you to Vine and after I show you all of the best compilations of Vines, we'll move on to Tik Tok."
Confused, Bucky asked slowly, "Vines? You're going to show me plants...and then some sort of...clock?"
Shuri shook her head as she brought up the internet on her desk and said, "You have so much to learn about the internet."
Later, the car started to blink behind them. "Yes!" she shouted, "Get in!" She made the holographic car come up and the seats turn into vibrainium. "Wait," she said to T'Challa, "What side of the road to the drive on?"
"For Bast's sake," T'Challa said angrily, "just drive!"
"On the right," Bucky answered calmly.
"Thank you!" she said as she put the car in gear.
They drove through the streets of Busan erratically behind the other cars. Kaue's minions tried shooting at their car and then split in different directions. Bucky asked, "What's your brother waiting for? He should attack now! I know the car is bullet proof but ricocheted bullets can kill people."
T'Challa said, "I can hear you."
Bucky replied, "Then hurry up! If you get on the roof and rip the steering wheel straight out of the column, they won't be able to keep on driving."
"Don't back-seat-fight for me," T'Challa commanded.
Bucky said, trying to hid his confusion, "I'm in the front seat..." He looked at Shuri.
"It's an expression," she said, "I'll explain it later. T'Challa, I don't think I'll make it through this intersection."
Bucky saw how sharp the left turn was. "Front or rear wheel drive?" he asked seriously.
"Front," she answered.
"Cut the turn short," he explained, "and gas it the whole way through."
"What?" she asked.
"Here," he said. When the turn came up, he took the wheel with his left hand and whipped the steering wheel around as Shuri gunned it through the intersection. They made it through and barely missed the sidewalk and a parked car. He said, "You should have gotten a Saab, those things turn like they're on rails."
Shuri said, "Woo! I knew you'd be helpful in here!"
They continued to race down the streets of Busan. T'Challa landed on the roof of a minion's car and the driver threw himself out. When Shuri's car inexplicably ran him over, she asked, "What was that?"
"Don't worry about it," T'Challa said, "you're going great!"
"You ran the driver of the car in front of us over," Bucky answered calmly.
Shuri shouted in horror, "I did what?!"
Panicked by that reaction, he said as calmly as he could, "You did good! It was one of the bad guys."
"Is that true, T'Challa?" Shuri asked.
"Just stop talking," T'Challa comanded, "I'm trying to concentrate."
Eventually the people they were chasing leveled a weapon at the car on a turn. Bucky saw it wasn't a normal guy and grabbed Shuri's shoulders with his left arm as she screamed and braced for both of them, waiting for the impact. Instead, they merely fell onto their backs on the ground back in Shuri's lab.
"No!" she shouted and slammed her fists into the ground.
Bucky said calmly, "He'll win."
Shuri groaned and said, "But now we're out of the race. Whatever." Bucky stood up and extended his right hand to help her up. She grabbed his wrist and hung off of it as he easily pulled her off of the ground and back onto her feet. She asked, "How would we turn differently if we had a rear-wheel drive car?"
"Make the turn wide," he explained, "and take your foot off of the gas or else you're more likely to spin."
"Thanks so much for your help," Shuri said, "high five!" She raised her hand but instead of reciprocating it Bucky gave her a WTF look. "What's wrong?" she asked.
He asked, "What are you doing? Hailing Hitler?"
"No!" she said, "It's a high five! Here, let me show you." She raised his right hand up and then slapped it with her own. She screeched in pain and waved her hand violently. "Ow! Oh, that hurt! Is that arm made of vibrainium too?"
He said, "I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"
She replied, "I'm fine. Let's try this instead. A fist bump. Hold your hand out like this." She made his hand into a fist and bumped it. "Boosh!" she said excitedly making the explosion behind it.
Bucky calmly shook his head and said, "No. I'm not making that noise...or doing any of that."
"Alright," she said, "baby steps. Just a regular fist bump then." She made him do one again and he weakly smiled at her.
Everet Ross was hastily wheeled into Shuri's lab after being shot in South Korea. After she stitched him up and he recovered off to the side on Shuri's operating table, she sat at her desk alongside Bucky once again.
She asked, "Do you want to learn Xhosa?"
Staring at her blankly, Bucky asked, "What was that noise?"
"Xhosa," she explained, "it's the language we speak here in Wakanda. Do you want to learn it?"
"If it'll be useful then sure," he replied, "why not?"
She said, "Great! It will be useful, I promise. We all speak English here in the capital but in the more remote farming villages on the outskirts of the country they only know Xhosa. Do you know any other languages besides English already?"
"Russian," he answered sadly, then continued in a more upbeat tone, "I learned enough German to get by during the war, and I know enough French to keep a conversation going. I learned that while I was in France. While I was hiding in Bucharest I learned enough Romanian to be fluent so I'd blend in better."
Shuri nodded and said, "That's good, then Xhosa shouldn't be too hard for you. I'll bring up some basic phrases and you can write some down while we kill time here. In the meantime, how much music have you listened to?"
"Not much," he replied.
"Then I can introduce you to the best song of all time," she replied as he pushed a few buttons on her desk, "it goes with every mood." Africa by Toto started blasting through her desk.
As Bucky listened to the beat, he shook his head and replied, "That doesn't sound right. This can't sound good for every mood."
"It's a great for singing," she explained, "dancing to, being sad, being in love, it's a good heartbreak song. There's so much it can be for. Hurry boy it's waiting there for you!" She mouthed the rest of the song and danced in her seat.
As the song kept going, Bucky listened to the lyrics closely. He asked, "It's about Africa?"
She said, "It's about everything. It can even describe you."
"How?" he asked.
"It's going to come up in a bit, you'll hear it," she said, waiting for the part she was talking about. Then she sang along, "I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become."
Bucky frowned, knowing she was right. "Maybe," he confessed, "it might work...it does work for that. I don't know about the rest of it." He heard movement behind them but didn't say anything.
"I bet this would work great in a battle," Shuri said, "I'll have to test that out sometime then you'll know it goes with every situation."
"Alright," Ross demanded as he walked up from behind both of them, "Where am I?"
Shuri jumped, shrieked, and turned off the music suddenly. "Don't scare me like that, colonizer!" she said angrily.
Taken aback, Bucky asked, "Did you just call him a colonizer because he's white?"
"No," she said, "it because he's white and simple. You're different. You're complicated." She turned to Ross and demanded, "What do you want?"
He said, "My name is Everett Ross, and who are you? You!" He pointed at Bucky, then stared at Shuri in shock. "Do you know who this man is?" He took a few steps back out of fear.
Shuri sat back down and explained, "Yes, he's Broken White Boy Number 1 and you're Broken White Boy Number 2."
"I'm," Bucky said hesitantly as he realized what she was insinuating, "...a broken white...man."
"'Boy' rolls off the tongue better," she replied.
"You're harboring The Winter Soldier," Ross said explained hastily, "a known assassin that's been documented on working with known terrorist organizations for decades...in this place...wherever we are. Is this Wakanda?"
"No we're in Kansas," she snarked.
Bucky asked, "Does he get a moniker too?"
She looked Ross over and said, "I don't see why not. What about 'Dumbass Wolf' for jumping in front of a bullet for no reason?"
"I saved that woman's life," Ross said hastily.
"If Nakia had gotten shot then she would be healed in my lab instead of you," Shuri replied, "and you wouldn't even be standing here annoying us with your presence. Hence the name 'Dumbass Wolf.'"
As Ross walked over to the window and then back over to them realized how long he must have been asleep, "How long ago was South Korea?"
"Yesterday," she answered.
He shook his head and said, "It couldn't have been only yesterday. Bullet wounds don't just magically heal overnight."
Shuri smiled and said, "Here they do and not by magic, by technology." She pointed around them.
Ross walked around and looked out the window. "Is that vibrainium out there?" he asked in awe.
"It's all around us," she explained, "it's highly explosive when it's moved en mass so the trains have sonic deactivation fields around them. Don't leave our sights and don't touch anything. I don't want you to break yourself again." She turned back to Bucky and asked, "Why didn't you freak out like me when he was standing right behind us all of a sudden?"
"I heard him get up and walk over to us," he answered.
She asked, "You have super hearing?"
"You can call it that if you want to," he replied.
Shuri frowned at him disapprovingly and said, "You could have warned me." Her bracelet began to go off. She answered it and Okoye appeared in the hologram.
"Shuri," Okoye said anxiously, "an outsider has come to the border and has claimed to have killed Kaue. I'm sending you a picture of him now."
"What?" Shuri asked as she ran over to her screen and Killmonger showed up, "An intruder?"
"No," she said, "he's Wakandan. We need to find T'Challa now."
"He should be here in a few minutes," Shuri said, "I'll tell him what I know." She ended the call.
Ross said, "He's not Wakandan, he's an American."