Bucky found himself lifting weights after breakfast. He was so nice and full that all there was to do was work out, but he didn't want a cramp from running so soon after a good meal. Color him surprised that Sam wasn't working out with him.

Sam was actually doing the dishes now that they had all eaten, he hated when they accumulated and he ended up with a mountain. It was just easier to do them as soon as they were out of use. Unless of course something needed to soak.

After a little washing he figured it might be important to check and make sure ironbabe was not in need of a fresh set of pants.

Tony was checking his power usage for Stark towers and making sure that his underwater installations were functioning properly.

"Hey Tony, how you doing," he stepped down and noticed the glass barrier, last time he had been down there it was open, this time it was locked.

Tony had locked the barrier so that Bucky didn't mess him up again with his random burst. He knew Same was there but he was a bit busy at the moment and needed to focus. These were delicate and to some dangerous things he was working with.

"Are you going to open the door?" he called.

"Give me a minute, I'm doing something. Come back in a few and I'll let you in," he waved a hand.

"Let me in now, I need to check your pants," he tapped at the glass door.

"I'm fine, ok," he went back to the microscope, "Check Bucky's pants."

Sam looked to the side a bit confused. Steve had never told him that one needed diapers too and something like that should be mentioned to someone expected to babysit. Tony could also just be making a fuss like this morning, best bet is still to check the winter solider.

Once he felt he had gotten a sufficent arm and leg work out Bucky had transferred to the treadmill for a little running. He could here someone entering the room but kept his eyes forward, it could only be one of two people.

"Bucky, come here for a second," Sam called. The man sighed and slowed the treadmill to a stop before walking over, "Do you wear diapers as well?"

A blush jumped across the blue eyed man's face, "N-no! Tony does."

He gave him a weary look, "OK, I'm going to make sure with Steve though. You can work out another hour or so then we're going to have to take a trip to the store and if you're well behaved there we can still go swimming later."

"We can?"

"Yes, but you have to be obedient and no fighting with Tony," he warned as the man nodded, "Ok, I'm going to go check the list and relax a minute, then gather you both."

Tony was checking the reactions of the different chemicals. He wasn't thrown into a wall so he assumed it was good so far.

"Sir, perhaps you should change, you are prone to rashes."

"I'm fine right now. I'll change in a minute. While you're worried about me how is it looking on routing oxygen to the mark 5. If, heaven forbid, I have to go back out to space I'd like to not be sufficating again," he shook off the feeling of an on coming panic attack.

"Wouldn't want that sir. Unfortunately unlike under water, where there is plenty of oxygen, space has no way of filtering the air out. So this may require third party air."

The genius sighed. Why did it have to be third party, "Fine, lets get to work on that."

The glass door clicked, "Time to go to the store Tony," Sam called from behind him.

"How did you get in my lab?"

"It was unlocked, I assumed you unlocked it," he shrugged, "Come upstairs so you can get dressed and ready for a trip to the store."

"I'm still doing work. And why is my door unlocked, Jarvis?" he glared around the room.

"He is your babysitter, it only makes sense that he should be able to get to you and check your well being." the computer voiced.

"I will thank you for minding your own business," he went back to look over his blueprints, but was grabbed by the arm.

"Come on, store," Sam guided him back out of the lab.

"But I'm doing stuff!"

"It'll be there when we return," he commented and closed the basement door, "Are you wet?"

"No I am not, thank you," he looked to the side.

He looked the man up and down before reaching for his pyjama pants.

"I said I'm not wet!" Tony pushed at his hands.

"Don't be difficult," Sam moved his hand out of the way and struggled to pull at his pants, "You don't have to be ashamed, I already know about it," despite what he said Tony put up a huge fuss until he just let go with a sigh.

The genius scurried away to his room to put his clothes on.

"You know," Bucky commented from the kitchen, "He's gonna start crying if he stays wet too long."

"I'm sure it's not comfortable. I'll just have to deal with it when he starts crying," he figured Tony wasn't comfortable with having him perform such an intimate act as that yet, "Does he let you change him?"

The former weapon scoffed, "I don't know how to change a diaper."

"I figured as much."