"How long until the kids should be back?" Rhodes asked as he looked between his laptop and paperwork. He was actually surprised Ironbabe wanted to go back out for a hike.
"Should be back soon, I told them to be back by dinner," Steve stared into his arm, "How do they seem to you? Together? Do they get along enough?"
"Well they have average sibling rivalry," the col shrugged, "Tony isn't good at sharing as you know. His head almost exploded when Bucky called me 'mama'."
"Yeah, I know," he sighed, "What do we do about this? How can we make it easier?"
"I'm an only child, how would I know?"
The blond shrugged, "Good question. Though I do admit I enjoy having a clinger, it's a bit difficult when Tony decides he wants to rival in clinging now.' he looked to the clock, "Better go fight them."
"I'm sure they'll balance eventually." he jotted some notes.
Steve arrived at the cabin and knocked a few times. He could hear arguing going on inside and slowly opened the door to peek in.
The boys were around a game of Operation, with several other board games on display. Victor and Logan were making faces at each other as they would try to delicately pluck the pieces from the victum's body. Tony was keeping score and Bucky was just laughing as he waited his turn.
"You're a cheat," Logan handed the metal armed man the tweezers.
"Oh so tickling is cheating when it's your turn but when you do it to me on my turn it's perfectly legal," he smirked and pushed him, getting pushed back.
"Yeah, whatever, old man," Logan smirked, "Don't let him win, Bucky."
"What are we playing after this?" Tony asked. He needed to set it up since they were down to the last pieces.
"Victor chose last," Bucky commented, removing the funny bone.
"Well we should play Twister next," Tony smirked.
"Pretty sure that isn't actually a board game," Vic took the tweezers again, "You know that have a you version of this game?" he looked to Tony.
"And spiderman and hulk and a ton of others," he shrugged, keeping score.
Steve just smiled at them all having fun, he hated to bring the kids home, "Hey guys." The group looked over and gave waves or verbal hellos, "Sorry to interupt but one more game then the boys have to come back for dinner and the bedtime routine."
"Can we stay here for dinner? Please?" Bucky begged. The only person he had to play with was Tony. It was always nice to have someone new.
Steve nodded, "Ok, thats fine. Would you bring them back after dinner?" he looked to the mutants.
"Yeah you got it," Logan waved a hand and began to roll out the twister mat since Bucky beat them both.
"Where are the kids?" Rhodes asked. He'd just dawned his apron and was preparing to make dinner.
"They were having fun so I told them they could stay and play. The brothers will be bringing them back after dinner."
"Well thats good," he nodded, "What do you want for dinner then?"
"Right hand green," Bucky called as he struggled, "You two should lose some weight."
"He needs to lose some weight," Vic struggled with his younger brother on him.
Tony spun and got right leg red, "Limber up a little guys," he smirked, this was one of his favorite games.
"You're weird, Stark," Logan stretched to place his foot, "Food should about be ready to cook, Vic."
"I'll cook when you lose," he grunted, struggling to get his arm over Bucky.
After an hour or more of games it was finally time to cook. Thankfully that didn't take too long. And for reasons Tony declined any of the deer he'd seen them butchering. Bucky, however, dived face first into the meal and was it good.
"Why don't you want any?" Logan munched his steak and looked to the shorter man.
"I like to not see my meal as fresh kill," Tony just ate the salad and potatos, "Might want to give Full Metal a sippy cup so he doesn't spill." Buck gave him a glare.
"Uhm. We don't really have any," Logan went to check the cabinet, "We have bottles," they felt good on the mutants' teeth, "Wait, we have some," he reached further back and got one, rinsing it before adding the drink and handing it to Bucky, "Didn't figure you to be like Tony."
"I'm not like him," he scoffed, "My arm is weird and it keeps acting up."
"What's wrong with being like me? Is it because I'm not as tortured and brooding as you? Or that I wear less makeup?" Tony sucked at the silicon nipple of his bottle.
The former weapon glared, "You're annoying."
"He's your little brother, it's his job to be annoying," Vic scoffed.
"Just like it's your job to be annoying and bossy as his older brother," Logan nodded.
The metal armed man just huffed.
After dinner, before they were taken home Bucky thought he might be able to ask Victor for some advice that Logan might not be able to give.
"How do you be a good big brother?"
"What?" he looked down at him, "Well...It's an older brother's job to look out for his brother, even if you both hate it. You also have to admit when you make mistakes."
"Well it's hard having Tony," he sighed, "At least you have Logan."
"Jimmy?" Vic scoffed, "He can be a royal pain in my butt, just like I can him- in more ways than one. But thats beside the point. Tony likes attention. Why do you think he ended up liking being treated like a baby? Means he's the center of someone's world. Don't you like being the center of Blondie's?"
"Well...Yes, but I'm...It's different for me!" he stamped a foot, "I've never had anyone be kind to me the way Steve is. No one treats me like I'm worth anything like they do..."
"Ah, you're jealous," he nodded.
"Am not."
He gave a toothy smirk, "You are. And I'm pretty sure Tony is of you."
He blinked and titled his head to him, "Why would he be jealous of me?"