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"Oliver! Oliver get back here right now!"

Oliver giggled as he lifted his prize over his head and continued to run through the camp. His bare feet pressing into the wet mud, leaving a tiny trail behind him. It had been a year and a half since Hydra agents had made their way into the camp and shot Oliver, the bullet grazing his side. At first, Bucky was worried that it may have a lasting effect on Oliver's physique, but judging by his current speed and strength, they had nothing to worry about in that regard.

Once Oliver had hit his toddler years, Howard had begun to keep a closer eye on the boy and much to his surprise, Oliver had begun to match up to his original hypothesis of replicating the serum through cloning. Over the last year, his speed and strength had exceeded that of a normal two year old. The problem was that with these new abilities, came a new sense of mischief…currently Oliver was running through the camp with his Dad's shield above his head.

Whilst Steve found it quite amusing, Bucky was less impressed…after all, he was the one who had to chase the kid down. He sighed as the kid glanced behind him and giggled, running a bit faster past a group of soldiers who laughed at the scene. Bucky glared at them before speeding up himself, "Oliver, I swear to all that is holy, if you don't get your ass back here right now you arein for a spanking! Banished to our tent, no playing with Agent Carter, no annoying Colonel Phillips, nothing!"

Oliver just giggled and glanced back again…this was the wrong decision. Due to not paying attention, Oliver tripped over a rogue branch, sending him and the shield flying into the mud. This enabled Bucky to catch up and before Oliver was able to recover, he scooped his kid up with one arm and the shield with the other. "You continued to run kid, which means that you're in trouble…."

Clearly displeased at the prospect, Oliver began to scream and wail. "NOOOOOO! NOOOOOO!" Bucky ignored him, walking into the tent and throwing the shield at Steve, "We need to put that in a safe place, I swear this is the twentieth time he's ran off with it!"

Steve shook his head as Oliver was placed down in his bed, "You're exaggerating Bucks. He's only taken it a few times…." Oli lay down and began to his the mattress with his fists and his feet, still screaming at the top of his lungs. Steve winced as the screams escalated in volume, "What did you say to him?!"

Bucky frowned as Oliver continued to throw a tantrum, "I told him that if he didn't stop running, I'd spank him….he didn't stop, so he's now in a lot of trouble."

"Ahhhhh…." Exclaimed Steve in understanding. Bucky rolled his eyes and pointed at Oliver, "You can look after him whilst I have a quick break, before. Make sure he doesn't leave the tent, he's in trouble remember!"

With that, Bucky stormed out of the tent with Oliver's screams still echoing in his ears. Steve sighed as Oliver glared at him as Steve lifted him up out of the bed. "Sorry kiddo, but you heard Bucky. You're in trouble….now I know Bucky will never actually spank you, just threaten you with it, but you do need to stay in here. You are being punished after all!"

Steve gently placed Oliver on the ground, only to scoop him up again as Oliver made a run for the tent entrance. "Alright kiddo, I see how it is…." Steve sat right by the entrance of the tent and placed Oliver down again, smirking as the kid frowned in displeasure upon realising that his way out was blocked. Whining in frustration, Oliver began to stomp around the tent, kicking everything that got in his way.

Steve just shook his head and smiled at the antics of his kid. "I know kiddo, it's unfair…but have a lot of toys in here so you'll be fine!"

Oliver ignored him and continued to stomp around the tent, shoving his toys out of the way. This went on for a few minutes with Oliver yelling "I don't wike it!" after every kick. He pushed climbed onto his parent's bed and began to push the bedding and pillows off of the bed until he spotted something. A small box was under his Dad's pillows. He frowned, picking it up as Steve, who had noticed the pause in the tantrum, lifted him up onto his knee.

Steve grinned at the surprise on Oliver's face as he lifted what was in the box, up to his eyes. "What'cha got there kiddo?"

Oliver held the object up towards his Dad and grinned, his previous tantrum seemingly forgotten. "Shiny Daddy! It a shiny wing!"

Steve gently took the ring out of Oli's fingers and twisted it around in his own fingers. "Yeah it is…I'm gonna give it to your Mom-I mean Papa…"

Oliver frowned, "But I wan' it!"

"But it's not for you. Maybe one day you'll find someone you love as much as I love your Papa….and then you'll be able to give them one of these. It's a promise ya see…a promise that you'll love them no matter what happens, a promise that you'll always be there for them through thick and thin."

Steve glanced at the ring and smiled, "So what d'ya think kiddo. You think your Papa will like it?"

There was silence for a few minutes before Oliver reluctantly nodded. Steve grinned, placing the ring back in the box and putting it back under the pillow. Whilst Oliver was calm, Steve took the time to tidy up the tent before Bucky came back.

Ten minutes later Bucky re-entered the tent and sighed, staring at Oliver who was attempting to hide behind his pillow. "Alright kiddo…is there anything you want to say to me?"

Oliver glanced at Steve, who nodded minutely, before turning back to his Papa. "I sowy Momma…I no run off with Daddy's shield anymore…"

Bucky remained stern for a few minutes more before smiling gently and nodding, "Okay. You're still not allowed to go out of this tent for the rest of the day, but I suppose I can lift the punishment tomorrow…..if you're good mind you!"

Oliver nodded eagerly before going back to playing with his teddy. Bucky went to sit by Steve and nudged him in the shoulder, "So how was he really?"

Steve shrugged, "Like every other toddler who was being punished I imagine. Lots of kicking and screaming. Pushing stuff over….normal stuff I think."

Bucky frowned at the faraway look in his partner's eyes, "Are you okay…he didn't say his first I hate you did he? Because you know that he just said it because he was angry right?"

Steve shook his head and smirked, "No…he was angry but thankfully not at me. Well, not really anyway…no, I just wanted to give you something."

Bucky raised a questioning eyebrow as Steve dug his hands under the pillows and brought out a small box. Bucky shook his head, "Is that-Stevie you didn't!"

"Yeah Bucks…now I know that we can't actually get married but…" he opened the box to reveal a silver ring, "…I love you, more than anything. Always have and always will."

"But….I can't exactly wear this on my finger Steve, no matter how much I want to!"

Steve smiled, pulling out his dog tags to reveal another ring hanging next to them on the chain, "I know…which is why I was wondering if you would do me the honour of wearing it on your dog tag chains?"

Bucky stared at the ring on Steve's dog tags for a few seconds before nodding silently, removing his own tags in order for the ring to be placed on them. Steve beamed happily as Bucky then placed the chain back around his neck, kissing Steve on the cheek afterwards. "I think you've made me the happiest guy in the whole world….but this don't make me your dame, you understand me punk?!"

"Yeah jerk…I get it. But you've got something wrong Bucks…"

"Oh? And what's that?"

"You've made me the happiest guy in the world…"