𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 ➣ [𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖋 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

. ˚◞♡ ⃗ 🕊*ೃ༄ 𝟽 : ‎ᗢ : 𝙷𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍

-ˋˏ ༻ 𝟔𝟎𝐬 ༺ ˎˊ-

The Talent Show had already begun, and Y/N was standing backstage in her green leotard and black hat along with Geraldine, impatiently waiting for Bucky to show up. The last time she had heard from him was when he had left for the library.

"Glad I don't have to follow this guy," Y/N heard Geraldine speak.

"Huh? What?" Y/N turned to her, feeling anxiety course through her.

"Oh, but you're gonna be great," Geraldine reassured.

Y/N gulped, fidgeting with her fingers, "What time is it now?"

"Mmm, two minutes after the last time you asked."

"I don't know where he could be!"

At that very moment, a staggering Bucky made his way toward the gazebo. He was dressed in his formal magician suit and hat, with a bow tied in a lopsided manner. But he didn't seem as usual. He couldn't even walk right, and his brown hair was a mess, as though he had run his hand through his hair several times.

"Oh, is that him?" Geraldine asked, not having met Bucky before.

Y/N gasped at the sight, eyes growing wide. Bucky continued to struggle walking up the stairs. Holding onto the railings.

"Well, it looks like he's got a little hitch for his giddy-up."

"Whoa!" Geraldine exclaimed as Bucky was starting to fall backward.

Y/N watched as he finally managed to walk up the steps without falling and reached her, "Bucky," she rested her hands on his shoulders, "Where have—"

"Excuse me! Don't get frisky with me!" he pushed her hands off her, "Have some slightest decency, for heaven's sake! I'm married!" he held up the chain around his neck with a wedding ring, "I have a beautiful wife. So please stay away from me!"

"Hey! Bucky," Y/N tiled his face to make eye contact with him, "It's me. Y/N. Hi!"

"Y/N!" he brought her in a hug, kissing her between her eyebrows with a loud lip smack, "My little pumpkin, you look smashing," he smirked mischievously in a childish voice.

"Buck," Y/N eyed her husband wearily, "Where have you been?"

"Oh," Bucky screwed his face up in thought, "Uh, me and the boys were playing a rather thrilling game of horses with shoes," he smiled giddily, "No, that's not it. Shoe horses! No." he grunted, "Ah! Horse's shoes." He gave a thumbs up.

"Listen, something strange happened with Dottie." Y/N started to describe, "Well, something strange happened before that, too. It's too hard to explain."

"I was just playing with his shoes!" Bucky exclaimed as a person in a horse costume walked by.

"What is going on?"