𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑 ~ 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐒

|Bonus Chapter|

Anyone who follows me or keeps up with my stories knows that i havent been posting, it's simply because i haven't had time or the enery, with chritstmas coming up iv been taking extra shifts at work to buy presents for my family and it's draining me.

I wrote this to try and get me back into the swing of writing, it's not really placed at any point in the storyline it's really just a scenario i could see Clem and Bucky having, so enjoy i guess.

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"Could you stop that." He growls from behind me, and i don't need to see him to know those eyebrows of his are pinned together tightly.

"Stop what?" I lean my head back so it's now on his shoulder but his hair is too long for me to see his face.

"Whistling." He shrugs, jerking my head off him. i sit my head up straight and let out a long sigh before whistling again, rumors by lizzo. He sucks in a breath, "Clementine, i swear to god."

"Not a Lizzo fan?" I glance back at him and the concrete under us is starting to hurt my butt, "Nah, you seem more of a swiftie to me, i prefer Harry Styles myself, but I'm sure we can both agree on that whole Jake situation."

"Clementine-"

"Please tell me your not team Jake, or I'm gonna ask these guys to come back in here and ill shoot you myself." I try to turn around but the rope around our wrists pulls at my wirsts creating friction which makes me wince.

"Just, be quiet." He sighs.

I give in and turn back around and close my mouth, i look at the wall to try and keep myself distracted, then i look at the metal door with the army grade lock built into it. without meaning to i find myself whistling again.

"For fuck sake, Clem!" He yanks at the rope around our wrists. "Can you not just shut up for once in your life!"

"Jeez, sorry." He sighs oncemore and it goes quiet again. "Buck, Why can't we just... get along?"

He doesn't reply.

"Look, we're kinda stuck here together until helps comes, might as well make the most of it." I listen but all I can hear is his heavy breathing. "Besides, we are meant to be on the same team, we shouldn't be fighting."

No reply.

"Or you could ignore me... that's works too."

The door swings open and my head snaps up, a man in a red jumpsuit stands at the door. "Ready to talk?" He tilts his head to the side.

"Tell that to him." I nod back to Bucky who lets out a long breath threw his nose.

"I hate you." He mumbles.

"Well your not exactly on my top 3 either."

The man In the jumpsuit gets thrown to the floor, completely out of it, an arrow stuck in his back. Footsteps near and Clint appears at the door.

"Took you long enough." I roll my eyes.

He walks to us and uses one of his arrows to saw the rope in half. "Did you get the information?" He asks. "Did you find out who the boss is?"

"We were busy being ambushed to ask." I rub where the rope has burned and jump to my feet.

"I heard whispers about a penguin." Bucky speaks.

"A penguin?" I laugh, "Ah, yes, a penguin is the leader of the jumpsuit mafia, makes sense."

"Can you two stop bickering!" Clint's snaps at us, sneaking over to the door.

"Okay, Clit." I chuckle.

"What did you just call me?" Clint glances back to me.

"Nothing." I walk up and peak my head out the door, it's clear.

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Um so this took me 3 days to write and Iv lost motivation for the rest so that's all yous are getting :))

Cheers to anyone who gets the clit reference, for anyone who doesn't know in the first chapter, I think, I spelled 'Clint' as 'clit' by accident and yous all found it funny XD