After another ten minutes in the car, you arrive at Sharon's place. The five of you get out of her car and walk through the gates.
"Looks like breaking all those laws is treating you well," Sam comments.
"I thought if I had to hustle, I might enjoy the life of a real hustler," Sharon responds. "You know how much I can get from a real Monet?"
"Deactivate your hustle mode. You sell fake Monets."
"No. She means real. This gallery is specialized in stolen artwork," Zemo says. "Monet. Van Gogh. Classics."
"It's true," Bucky agrees. "You know half of the artwork in museums like the Louvre is fake. Real stuff sits in places like this."
"Okay, guys, I see what you're doing. You're more worldly than good old Sam."
"Yeah, what's Google say?" You ask rhetorically.
"No shit," Sam retorts.
"Come on you guys need to change," Sharon says. "I'm hosting clients in an hour."
The four of you follow Sharon to her place. She grabs a pair of Euros Black and White pants, a black spaghetti strap top with lace, and heeled boots and hands them to you. "Here. And stop being such an asshole."
"I can't make any promises," You retort, then walk out of the room towards what looks like a bathroom. And you were right it was a bathroom. You take your jacket off and put it on the toilet lid. Then take the heels off, as soon as you place your feet flat on the floor they start hurting, you didn't realize how bad it hurt until you took the heels off.
You unzip the back of your dress and let it fall to the ground. You put the pants on over your spandex shorts then put the top on. You undo your hair and put the hair ties on the counter. Then grab your faux fur coat off the toilet lid and put it on. You sit on the toilet lid to put the boots on then pick your clothes up off the floor and walk back out to the main room. Sam is wearing black jeans and is picking out a shirt to wear.
You lay your dress on the back of the couch where Bucky is sitting now dressed in something other than his Winter Soldier uniform. You drop your heels on the floor, making a loud bang. "I'm tired," You whine.
"Probably from running your mouth," Sam comments.
"Look, I'm sorry about that. I ran out of medicine for my ADHD a week ago. My brain is going haywire but I'm done now."
"Good," Bucky says.
You roll your eyes, then walk over to Zemo and cuddle into his side, putting almost all of your weight on him. "Ich habe dich so vermisst." (translation: I missed you so much)
"Ich habe dich auch vermisst," He responds. (translation: I missed you too)
"Warum hast du mich verlassen? Im... im Krankenhaus?" You ask. (translation: Why did you leave me? In... in the hospital?)
"Sie lagen im Koma und die Ärzte sagten, dass die Wahrscheinlichkeit, dass Sie wieder aufwachen, sehr gering ist. Sie sagten, Sie würden es nicht schaffen. Ich ging, um mich an den Avengers für das zu rächen, was sie dir, unserer Familie, unserem Land angetan haben. Ich habe es für dich getan." (translation: You were in a coma and the doctors said that there was a very slim chance of you waking up. They said that you were not going to make it. I went to get revenge on the Avengers for what they did to you, to our family, to our country. I did it for you.)
"Oh, du dachtest also, du hättest dein Lieblingskind verloren, dann hast du geschnappt und bist auf einen Amoklauf gegangen. Ich habs." You say with a giggle. (translation: Oh, so you thought you lost your favorite child then snapped and went on a killing spree. Got it.)
"Sicher," He says with a sigh and shaking his head. (translation: sure)
"Glaubst du ernsthaft, du bist das Lieblingskind?" Bucky scoff. (translation: Do you seriously think you're the favorite child?)
"Was glaubst du, Detective Douche zu wissen? Hä?" You snap back. (translation: What do you think you know, Detective Douche? Huh?)
"Mehr als du," He retorts. (translation: More than you)
"Lass dich von einem Elch ficken!" (translation: Get fucked by a moose)
"Children, you can stop fighting now," Sam says as he pulls a shirt off the rack.
"Much better," Sharon says to Sam as she walks into the room.
"What's going on Sharon?" Sam asks. "You don't ever wanna come back home?"
"They'll lock me up if I step foot in the States," Sharon answers. "Madripoor doesn't allow extradition."
"Look, I'm sorry I didn't call but after the blip and the chaos, I just..."
"Look, you know that whole hero thing is a joke right?" Sharon interrupts him. "I mean the way you gave up that shield, deep down you must know it's hypocrisy."
"He knows," Helmut comments. "And not so deep down."
"By the way how is the new Cap?" Sharon asks.
"Don't get me started," Bucky says.
"Please," Sharon scoffs, "You buy into all that stars and stripes bullshit. Before you were his pet psychopath, you were Mr. America! Cap's best friend."
"Wow. She's kind of awful now."
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Teenagers (Peter Parker x Reader)
Fanfiction'They're gonna clean up your looks With all the lies in the books To make a citizen out of you Because they sleep with a gun And keep an eye on you, son So they can watch all the things you do' Y/n is the daughter of Zemo. 'Because the drugs never w...
