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They made Bucky shower before he could tell him anything, everyone, including Lucifer and Cocaine, agreed that he smelled like a fly covered, three week, rotting fish, with a hint of throw up. Leaving the teens aware of being alone in the library together.
Peter, sat on the floor, twisting his hands together, worrying over everything he could think of to worry about, Everett watched him while he sat upside down from the couch, blood rushing to make his head pound with the sound of his heart.
Peter caught him staring, so with as much dignity as Everett was able to master, he avoided Peters eyes and chose to find as much interest on the filled bookshelves, and they were quite interesting, the colours! The sparkling words! The white bones of all sorts of species! What marvels to behold!
Peter snickered at Everett obvious avoidance, hearing the snicker, Everett throw up his middle finders, high into the air.
"You know- you were gonna say something that sounded rather important before we were interrupted"
Everett felt slightly dizzy, but he was stubborn and refused to move, "Yep"
"What was it?"
"Nothing I would like discuss while I hang upside down, with a man who has skin made of metal do to appear any minute"
"You could, get down, ya know"
Crossing arms like some kind of pouting child Everett said one thing, and one thing only: "No"
Neither, where aware when the veteran entered the room, his keen eyes watching them. Everett, who he instantly did not trust, for there was something about him, something that said he was not what he seemed, was the first to notice him. His eyes shining with emotions, emotions Bucky had seen in many, hardened, hiding away any secrets he did not wish to share.
Peter picked up on Everetts suddenly tense body, making him finally except that the calm, simple silence was over, and that it was time to discuss, discuss whatever had made Bucky appear from the ground like ghost, with words that might either bring them toppling down, or rise them up.
