Day 11 – Music
"If I hear someone singing 'I can do this all day,' one more time, I'm going to make sure they won't be able to do anything," Bucky grumbled after he and Clint left the theater.
"Don't say I didn't warn you. I want to find out who wrote that crap and strangle them. They could've at least got someone who knew how to hold a bow and arrow to portray me."
"At least you were in it. I was the idiot's best friend and didn't even get a mention. They should've called it Avengers instead of Rogers."
The two continued walking down the street when Clint started laughing. "Look at it this way. They probably would've cast some teeny bopper to play you how you looked in the comic books."
Bucky groaned. "Don't remind me. I swear I looked like a knockoff version of Robin."
"Still looked hot," Clint mumbled, hoping Bucky didn't hear it.
"You ain't so bad yourself. Don't think they coulda found anyone with arms like yours."
Clint looked at him and wiggled his eyebrows. "Wanna come back to my place and see my sheet music?"
Bucky groaned. "That has to be the worst pickup line ever."
"Only if it doesn't work."
News flash – it worked.