Meeting the Parents?
“So that happened.”
Sage laughed. “Yeah, it did. Feeling star struck, Addy?”
The brunette shrugged. “I dunno. They seemed like… normal people. I mean, fake presenters, but normal people, ya know? It feels so surreal, Captain America coming to give a speech on tolerance at our ass backwards private Christian school.”
“Yeah, no kidding. And speaking of asses.”
“Good, God, Riesling. Do you never stop?” Sage laughed, giving the other girl a shove. “We get it. You’re an ass girl. Go chase someone else’s and leave us alone.”
“Fine. I know when I’m not wanted.”
“Clearly you don’t, because you’re still here! Hot damn.” Sage grinned as the other girl flipped her off and quickened her pace to leave them alone in the empty hallway.
“Do you think we’ll get a late?”
“Do you really care? Because I was going to duck into the bathroom for a hot second, but if you’re worried about being late-”
Addy smiled softly. “No, it’s fine. I was just wondering. I mean, really, we were just talking to Tony Stark and Steve Rogers. They should give us a pass for that.”
Sage chuckled slightly, opening the bathroom door for her girlfriend. ‘You know what would be weird? If I was being fostered by Tony Stark.”
Addy hummed and hopped up on the counter, and damn did Sage want to kiss her. “I mean, it would be cool. Proof that he’s, like, a normal guy, you know?”
Sage scoffed. “Honey, he’s Tony Stark. He’s not normal. He’s at least a genius and a half.”
“Okay, if you say so. What brought this up?”
“I dunno. Just kinda wondering how you would react. It was a random situation that popped into my head because, you know, he was here today.”
“I mean, it would be cool. I would probably try really hard not to freak out because he’d, y’know, be your dad and I’d want to make a good impression. I definitely wouldn’t be one of those people who would, like, beg for his autograph, or spy on him for the paparazzi and stuff, because that’s so lame. Also, like, how garbage of a human being do you have to be to do stuff like that?? But yeah. I dunno.”
“Okay. Just, you know. Wondering.”
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“I like her.”
“Who?”
“Adeline.”
“Barnes, she literally said all of four words to you, what the hell.”
Bucky smirked at Tony’s disgruntled response. “So you didn’t like her?”
“I didn’t say that, stop putting words in my mouth. Jesus.”
“Bucky, stop making fun of Tony. He’s sensitive.”
“Yeah, I’m- wait.”
The corner of Steve’s mouth lifted even as Bucky broke down in cackles. “Sorry, Tony.”
“No you’re not. America’s Golden Boy my ass. More like America’s Douchebag.”
Bucky started laughing harder, and Steve almost looked concerned that his boyfriend would have a conniption. “God, you two. Like an old married couple.”
Tony rolled his eyes. “Barnes, we’ve been over this. I can’t marry Steve, I’m taken. I don’t know why you keep trying to pass your boyfriend off to me, I don’t want him.”
“Yeah, yeah, I hear ya.”
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“So, did you have fun coming to scope out and threaten the entire student body of my school today?”
“Yes, we had a lovely time.”
Sage rolled her eyes at Bucky’s indifferent act, squinting at the newspaper in his hand. “That’s last Tuesday’s paper.”
“I’m still getting caught up with the future.”
“Oh my God, you’re so full of shit, I cannot. Steve! Your boyfriend is lying to my face! If you’re going to be America’s Poster Child you should fix that!”
Steve groaned and buried his face in his hands. “I go out in public one time!”
Clint cackled from the corner. “You should know better by now, Cap.”
“He’s got a point, you really should. Any action taken is permission for ridicule in this tower, you know that.” Natasha walked in, having just caught the tail end of the conversation. “Why did Steve go out in public? Who let him out? I thought that we all agreed Steve shouldn’t be trusted around other people, he’s a mess.”
Sage laughed. “Yeah, well, some people in this tower don’t know how to keep information shared in confidence a secret, so Steve, Dad, and Bucky ended up at my school today giving a speech about tolerance.”
Natasha returned Sage’s glare unrepentantly. “How did it go?”
“Fine. No one’s going to argue when Captain America is practically married to a dude and both of them have enough muscles to literally tear a guy in half.”
“Hey, that happened to Deadpool once!”
“Clint, how the hell do you know that?”
Bucky laughed again and shook his head, focusing on the newspaper in front of him. “This is a disaster. You’re all disasters. We’re a disaster.”
“Speak for yourself, Barnes. Damn.”
“Clint, actually shut up.”