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The Little Girl With the Arm- Bucky Barnes

(this isn't Stucky, they're just best friends, but they're both single- despite Nat and Sharon trying to set them both up on dates) set in early march 2023

3rd Person POV

Bucky was happy. He was just out for a walk, but it meant a lot to him that he even could. After spending time in Wakanda, Bucky was freed. His mind was no longer being controlled, Shuri had cured him, Tony and T'Challa had forgiven him, no longer blaming him for events that weren't his fault, Hydra was gone -for good this time- and Steve had helped him regain his confidence.

He was walking down the street, wearing jeans, a black shirt and his leather jacket, because it was a bit windy. His hair was pulled out of his face, half up in a bun, and Wanda and Natasha had done a few little braids in his hair- Steve had said he looked like Thor, but with dark hair- he wasn't wearing a mask, he wasn't wearing his black eyeshadow, he wasn't carrying weapons, he had a smile on his face.

 For the first time in years, he was out in public, somewhere other then Wakanda, by himself, not having Nat or Steve or Shuri- it wasn't really the first time, but it was the first time that he'd been alone like this and had left his gloves at home.

Bucky usually wore his gloves and jacket to cover his arm, even with the new vibranium limb, he was still a bit insecure of it. Steve had helped him to feel better about it, and it was no longer a reminder of what he'd done, or the pain he'd been through- instead it was now a reminder of what he'd survived.

 Wanda had told him that the vibranium represented how strong he was, and Natasha said that the new arm itself represented how even though he might not be able to go back to who he once was, he isn't a monster either, he'd changed again, upgraded, the other arm represented the coldness and inhumanity of the Winter Soldier, this arm could feel- in more then just his fingertips- it had fingerprints, it didn't rust, this version of him was different, but still a person.

Walking down the street, he realised how much he'd missed this, missed the feeling of being alone with his thoughts -but not like Hydra, or when he was on the run- he chose to be alone, because he wanted to be. He wasn't alone in a cold cell, or screaming in pain from his torture, he wasn't isolated and hidden, talking only to shop keeps when he had to, he wasn't waking up with a nightmare, confused and alone in his apartment. No, he was alone by choice, walking down the street, enjoying the cool breeze and afternoon sun.

Bucky was still lost in thought, passing near a café, when a little girl came up to him, tugging on the bottom on his jacket. "escuse me!" Bucky looked down at her, guessing she was around 6, from her height and the way she mispronounced "excuse me". The kid had dark brown, shoulder-length hair, like Bucky, but it was in two braids, and (also like Bucky) had curious blue eyes. She was wearing leggings and a purple jumper. Bucky also noticed that she was wearing princess-y gloves and a plastic-bead necklace, that she probably made herself. He figured she was wearing a pink shirt, because when she moved there was a little strip of hot pink, between her sleeve and her glove.

"Hi." Bucky said, "what's your name? Do you have a grown up with you?" Bucky wanted to be careful, knowing that not everyone had parents, and didn't want to upset her if she didn't. "Yeah, my Mama's over there" she pointed at one of the tables close to them, and Bucky saw a lady who looked a lot like the girl, but with longer hair, and dark brown eyes, smiling, watching them and waving at the girl- who then waved back. 

"an' my name's Soare." Bucky smiled at that "Romanian?" he asked, Soare replied with "yeah! It means-" "Sun, it means the sunshine. Doesn't it?" "yeah it does! how'd you know?" she probably didn't understand that her name was an actual word "I speak lots of languages. My name's Bucky Barnes." "my name is Soare Ziminy Volk. Do you know what that means too?" Bucky laughed, "yeah, it's Russian, right? Winter Wolf. Sort of like me."