[𝟭.𝟯] 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 ➣ {𝕛•𝕓•𝕓} ❘ [𝖒𝖛𝖔𝖒 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

*:･ﾟ𝟭𝟬 ༉‧₊❒┊𝗗𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 ☰

╭══• 𝟦 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 •══╮

➼ Aaron's age: 13 years old

➼ Mara's age: 10 years old

➼ Natalie's age: 3 years old

📍GREENWOOD HEIGHTS, BROOKLYN

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"And then what happened?" Mara asked, as she stood on the couch, and tossed the ball to Aaron.

Mara and Aaron were playing catch in the living room while you and Bucky were still asleep in your bedroom. Aaron narrated the story about his suspension to her while the girl listened to him eagerly.

"We got ice cream," Aaron replied, catching the ball and throwing it back to her, "Mom called Mr. Walters and told about Jack calling Dad a murderer. And then Auntie Anya joined us and we three prank-called Jack," he paused, screwing his face up in laughter.

"No way!" Mara gasped, snickers slipping out of her lips as she continued to play catch with her brother.

"We did!" Aaron nodded in excitement, "Jack freaked out and yelled for his 'mommy'. And then we came home and Dad got screwed," he winced slightly at the last few words.

"How bad was it?"

"It started with 'James',"

"Welp," Mara blinked with wide eyes, "That never ends well,"

"It didn't," a new but familiar voice spoke up.

Mara and Aaron turned towards their parent's bedroom door and saw Bucky walk out of it, heading straight towards the kitchen, wearing his signature Henley and black joggers.

"He looked like a lost puppy," Aaron mock-pouted, watching him open the refrigerator.

Bucky straightened up, turning to look at his kids, "Well, clearly, I'm no longer her favorite," he rolled his eyes sassily, all mockingly, "Since the position of the favorite person has been spilt up into three,"

"By the way," Mara kneeled on the couch, "You're still gonna do it today? The—" she trailed off, nodding, "You know," she glanced at the doorway, not sure whether you were awake or not.

Beaming at his daughter, Bucky pulled out a black velvet box from the pocket of the joggers he was wearing and held it up silently.

Aaron clapped a hand over his mouth to suppress an excited squeal while a wicked grin spread across Mara's face.

"How're you gonna do it?" Aaron whispered, loud enough for him to hear.

Before Bucky could answer, Mara chimed in, "Oh, I have a plan,"