A/N: Another chapter where I knew nothing about Orphanages, I just like making it a really crappy life style for Bucky :) Enjoy

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Fat Lady Karma

All the kids take shifts. As young as 9 they have you cleaning the bathrooms, main hall and around the property. They don't let you in the kitchen though, that's for when you turn 12, they make you cook and clean everything. Sometimes they even send you out in little groups to get ingredients. 15 is when you're like "Camp Leader", it sucks. Lights out around 9:00-9:30 for just about everyone except us on shift. We get to stay up until 12 walking around doing nothing as if we're guarding prisoners, then again that's pretty much what it's like. We keep other kids from getting up and wondering around or allow a rare few to go to the bathrooms. The thing I hate the most about it, is once you get older you get a life outside of this place but if you're not back for your shift, the fat lady loses it on your head. That's what is about to happen.

I was out with Steve later than I should have been. Sure there isn't much for two 15 year olds to do late at night but when you have our imagination, anything is possible. We were out in a local baseball field when I realised the time. I practically carried Steve home because of his little breathing problems, I couldn't leave him alone though cause once the drunks get out, I may never see Steve alive again. I wouldn't want that to happen to the squirt. His mom looked pretty confused when, instead of saying goodbye for a long time (trying to waste time), I ran in, grabbed my stuff out of the living room, said a quick 'goodbye' and I was gone. I darted straight to my 'home'. I signed in like I have to everytime, when I checked the time to write it down I realised I was 15 minutes late. Fat Lady was going to be pissed. I still tried to sneak in but I guess that's not my fortune.

"James Barnes!" I sighed and turned around.
"Yes Ma'am?"
"What are you doing just arriving now? You knew it was your day to have everyone in bed! What's your excuse today? Chasing a rainbow?" She smiled her annoying, filthy grin. I wanted to punch her the day I arrived.
"No ma'am. You can't chase rainbows, although you can go right on ahead and try. Tell me how it works out for you." Although I would love to smile I kept my face serious.
"Very funny Barnes! This is just one of the many reasons you haven't been picked yet!" I gave her a sarcastic look. "Once your shift is over, I want you in my office." With that she walked away.

Hours later, everyone is finally calmed down and is most likely asleep. I headed towards Fat Lady's office. Yeah, I never call her by her name, I'm waiting for the day "Fat Lady" slips out instead of "Ma'am". There was one random teacher-like desk in the center of her office. She was writing something when I walked in. I was sort of hoping she would be asleep... again, I'm just not lucky enough.

"You wanted to see me, Ma'am." She waved her hand to imply 'shut up'. A few minutes passed of me just standing in the doorway which was really difficult for me because (1) I wanted to hit her (2) I must have had ADHD cause I always had to be moving (3) I was tired.
"James Buchanan Barnes..." I hated when she used my full name, she always said my middle names as Boo-Chan-Non, I also hated everything about her as you know but still. "...what is your real reason for being late?" Do I give her the truth or lie to make it sound like a good reason?
"I was teaching a handi-capped child to play baseball." It was pretty much true.
"Chasing rainbows would have made more sense!" She furrowed her eyebrows.
"It's true! If he could lift the bat I think he would be good at it!"
"Doesn't matter charity man! You were late! Put your hands out, palms up." Of course this was the time I had short sleeves... This wasn't the first time I got the strap, it just really fuels my temper. Next second and she's at my side, whipping my wrists. Most kids got in on the hand or the arse but she really hated me. After 15 hits she walked back behind her desk.
"Get out! I would say 'I hope you learned your lesson' but you never will you stupid mule." As I was just by the door I stopped, not looking back.
"Karma's a Bitch, just like you." and with that, I walked out with pride.

Turns out I wasn't allowed breakfast for 'some unknown reason' that morning.

A/N: My brother came up with the come back at the end! I only had the same old quote "Karma's a bitch"! Review... please? and umm... I'll give you another virtual cookie... although I realised that would be difficult on my computer...all well I'll find a way!