A Pirate's Life

Chapter 9

"Let's get one thing straight. I have all your weapons, so I could easily kill you. Don't try anything smart, you little _____, or else I'll skewer you like my crew did to your man. Stay away from me. And if you try to kill me I'll kill you faster than you can say 'parlay'. Savvy?" Bucky growls at Steve who doesn't answer, just gets up and glares at Bucky.

"Stay away from me, you filthy mongrel." Steve spits out and Bucky's face hardens. So badly he wanted to hit him now, but he didn't. He also didn't tell Steve this but he needed him alive so he could help him survive. Sure, he could do it on his own. But it sure was easier when he had someone to do it for him, like make a boat or something on this heaven forbidden spit of land in the sea.

Steve gets away from Bucky, not in the mood to be killed any time soon. He goes off to search the island for any way off, or something. Anything. Like food or a fresh water source.

Bucky searches around when he's certain Steve's gone, he finds a berry bush full of plump blackberries and collects them. Steve doesn't go back to Bucky's area, he keeps to himself until he has a plan.

When Bucky sees Steve slowly walking towards him he goes stiff and glares coldly at him.

"Get outta here, you stupid, spoiled mamma's boy!" Bucky shouts, Steve is undeterred by this.

"I have a proposition to make." He explains and before Bucky can say anything he keeps talking.

"You need me to survive. We both need a way off this stupid island. If you don't kill me, I'll leave you alone for a few months when we get back. You can go on with your life, and I'll continue with mine." He says, he watches Bucky, still glaring.

Bucky considers this, glaring at Steve with his arms crossed.

"I would be an idiot to trust you. You've been after me amd my crew for what, three months now? I doubt you'll let me off easily. Never trust another man's word unless you know them. I don't trust you. I actually hate you. So stop trying. Eh? You're used to being trusted. Too bad, sweetheart." He scoffs, Steve glares.

"You're an idiot anyways, so what's the difference in what way? Look, I could kill you right now. Honestly. But I need you to get off this ___ rock. And you need me. Obviously you can't build a decent ship if that rattletrap you were in sank that easily, so you need my help with the boat." Steve huffs, and Bucky doesn't answer.