“We’ll figure it out”
“Norns damn this infernal thing,” Loki snaps and Bucky ducks out of the way of the flying plastic cushioned car seat sails across the garage. Loki is standing by Tony’s car, the one that fits almost all of them.
“What’s wrong Loki?” Bucky asks picking the seat up and carrying it over to him.
“This infernal contraption refuses to fit correctly,” Loki says kicking the tire, but Bucky can tell that the anger has passed because Loki was cool headed enough to reign in his strength.
“Why not call Tony for help?” Bucky asks.
“He’s taking a nap with Bruce,” Loki says glaring at the offending car seat.
“Don’t worry, we’ll figure it out,” Bucky says and kneels beside him and holds the car seat in the proper place so that Loki can get the proper pressure in the places that need it. Then Bucky tilts it back so that they can see the instructions and lock it into place.
“There we go. Perfect,” Bucky says and Loki kisses him softly and they go to get Maria and put her in her car seat.
“Now it is time to get this little trouble maker to the doctors for her immunizations,” Loki says as Rhodey comes down from the penthouse and Loki gets in the car and they they look at Bucky.
“Would you like to come?”
“Yeah,” Bucky says climbing in.