Shattered Thoughts: Book Three (Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier)

Chapter 3

  Tallulah May had a key to Willow and Bucky's apartment, and she used it all the time. She showed up at their apartment at 10 o'clock, kicking the door open and announcing loudly, "Good Morning Vietnam!"

 Bucky and Willow had fallen asleep together on the couch. Willow was laying almost completely on top of Bucky, her head resting on his chest. Bucky had his good arm wrapped around Willow, his metal arm hanging off the side of the couch. To top it all of, a small black dog was perched on Willow's back. When Lulu banged open the door, both Bucky and Willow had been jolted awake.

"Lulu what the heck?" Willow mumbled.

"I wanted to see how you reacted the to furball. Plus it's past 10, so get up!" Lulu flipped the light switch on.

"No," Willow buried her face in Bucky's shirt, trying to avoid the light.

"Does anyone want to enlighten me as to exactly what you two were doing?" Lulu asked, raising her eyebrows. 

 "Ugh, God Tallulah."

 Lulu dropped the bag of dog food she was carrying and pushed the wheelchair closer to the couch so that Willow could wriggle onto it. Somehow Bucky's right hand got tangled in Willow's hair and they ended up falling off the couch, and Lulu had to restrain her laughter at the mixture of curses. Russian and English swearing from Bucky, and Slavik, English, and Japanese swearing from Willow. 

 "Here," Lulu helped Bucky untangle his fingers from Willow's silver hair and then helped her friend get back into her wheelchair. "I just want you all to be thankful that I didn't voice any of the dirty things I was thinking."

"We are Lulu, believe me." 

 "So Willow, have you named your furry child yet?"

"Not yet. I've got some ideas though."

 Bucky stood up yawning, "Well you two argue over it, I'm going to call Steve, see if there's anything important going on today."

 As soon as Bucky was gone, Lulu turned to Willow, her eyebrows raised. "Well?" She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. 

"Oh god. Stop."

"You disappoint me Dariela."

"Shut up and help me name the dog."

"What were you thinking?" Lulu grabbed the dog and picked him up, examining him closely. 

"Well, he's got big green eyes, so I thought maybe Eren. But his fur's black so maybe Baz," Willow stroked the dogs head.

"Jesus Willy, you have to drag fandom into everything don't you?"

"Yes. I do, and so do you. We sold our souls to fandom as teens."

"Hmmm, I'm not a fan of Baz. The dog doesn't look evil enough."

 Willow nodded, and Lulu continued, "I'm not sure about Eren either. Does he have anger issues?"

Suddenly Willow seemed to bounce in her wheelchair, "I've got it! We'll call him Sirius! After Sirius Black!"

 "Awesome!" Lulu and Willow high fived. "Ooh, and we can call him Sirius Ackerman Barnes. That way we can drag a little Attack on Titan into it. Or he could be Sirius Ackerman Dariela."

"Sirius Ackerman Barnes it is."