Mr. & Mrs. Hunt

Pool Olympics (Bonus Chapter)

Bucky's POV:

"That's cheating! Ref! Ref! Flag him!"

I stuck my tongue out at the sore loser, and Y/N laughed from the lifeguard stand she was sitting and shaded in.

"I didn't see a fault of any kind. Point for Bucky's team," she declared, waving a hand on our side of the pool. I couldn't resist throwing a cheeky gesture at Sam through the volleyball net, adding to the competitive spirit of the game.

"Ok, that is the fourth unfair call she's made," Sam groaned, swimming to the edge of the pool where Banner stood next to her throne. "She shouldn't be making the calls when she's sleeping with the Captain of the opposing team."

"Hey, I'm just here for moral support. I don't know anything about volleyball rules or terms," Banner replies, raising his hands in surrender.

"Yeah, let the girl who played competitive sand volleyball for over ten years do her job," Y/N scooted to the edge of her seat and pointed down to Sam.

"Sam, you did practically jump into the net one of those calls, and Bucky didn't touch the ball before Wanda did, so it was only three hits," Steve sighed, standing in the shallow end of the pool, hands on his hips, as he tried to play peacekeeper for the umpteenth time today.

"True or not, that leaves two other calls to be reviewed," Sam argued, holding onto the pool edge and looking up at Y/N with challenging eyes.

As much as I wanted to smack him in the back of the head for arguing with my girl, I knew she'd handle it for herself.

"Jealous never won anyone gold medals, Wilson," she waves off, scooting back in her seat, unbothered, and pushing her sunglasses down on her nose from her head. "Either carry on or forfeit if you don't like the odds. Your choice."

He let out a groan, and Nat laughed from his side of the net.

"I feel like we've spent more time arguing about points then playing for them," the kid, Peter, grumbled quietly and nervously on my side and as I moved to serve, I patted him the back harshly.

"Don't worry, kid. It'll be a short game now that I'm serving," I winked to Y/N, who smiled, leaning on one of the arms of the lifted Adirondack chairs, and then got into position before waiting for the whistle to serve. The metal arm definitely had its advantages in this area and proved to be helpful becoming ambidextrous with.

The game went on with a few more calls from Y/N that Sam wasn't too happy about, but she gave him some leeway enough for us to move on to the next game without too much trouble.

"Next game is categories. No referee needed on this one," Steve announced after we had our break in between the games. "Rules are simple. The person standing on the diving board, facing away from everyone on either side of the pool, has to pick a category and then list choices within it. Pick a choice from the category in your head, and if they say it, you have to swim to the other side without them jumping in and tagging you. Quick and quiet movements are your friend. If they turn to tag and no one has moved, they have to take a step further away from us on the diving board. Everyone got it?"

"Wait, so, like, if she says TV shows and I pick Clone Wars in my head when she says it," Peter started asking as Nat moved to the diving board as the first tagger. "Then I have to swim to the other side of the pool without her getting me?"

"Got it," Steve nodded, turning and diving into the water like a graceful swan and going to the other side.

"I will not be saying Clone Wars, though, so it best that you choose a show most people know," Nat announced, bouncing on her toes at the board's edge as she waited for everyone to get in the water.