What are friends for?

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(P/b)- Phone brand


you name is (y/n).  your the granddaughter of the famous Crocodile Dundee being raised around dangerous animals of Australia was something of a daily life for you but nothing could prepare you for what was to come.


Living in what people called 'The Land Down Under' really wasn't as bad as many people have you believe. Well then again when you have gotten some of the worlds most dangerous animals as pets its not what most people would call normal but hey i get it from my granddad. dangerous animals are not as simple as people but i feel more free with them then being in a city give me the country side any day and i would be in paradise.


 Not only were you raised by your grandfather you also were a good friend of a man called Sam, when you were younger you meet him and became instead friends which was a strange thing for you. This was also why you were now on a plane heading to a place you really didn't like the idea of going but hey seeing a old friend was worth the pain of a city.


 Y/n's P.o.V


Once the plane had finally pulled to a stop I stretched my arms which had gone stiff from the long travel of not being able to move around on the plane other then to the bathroom. I slowly made my way out of the open doors to meet the bright sun light which beamed down on me. It wasn't as hot as it was back home it was quite refreshing to me. 


After making my way though the security which really didn't seem to interested in me but there were other people who did catch there eyes. I found my luggage before finally being able to get out to the cramped up airport.


 After throwing my bag over your shoulder and walking out into the stench of rubber of car wheels and the heavy smell of the city before looking around for my meet up place with Sam. 'this is going to be bloody worse the getting though Brisbane of a Sunday ' i sighed lightly before pulling out my (P/b) which was not anything fancy and texting Sam.


'Hey Sam where am i gonna meet you at?'- you


'Im running a little late so i will meet you at the Starbucks which is just down from the airport.  Be there in 10 '- Birb (little inside joke of mine)


'Oki seeya then'- You


 After looking around a bit i found the Starbucks and started walking towards it before making my way inside to the counter to order a coffee "can i get a small espresso with no milk or sugar please" the lady at the counter did my order and i paid before heading over to a seat and waiting of the coffee.


I smiling lightly to enjoy the smell of coffee again. My order was brought over to me and i thanked the waitress before Putting the cup up to my lips and letting the hot liquid flow down my throat. After having a good mouth full i sat my cup down beside my hat as i looked though some stuff in the magazine on the table i was at. 


"Oh come on Buck its just one coffee then we can head back, but Sam wanted us to come along with him to see a old friend its not that bad to do a coffee meet ups. Besides you have been locking yourself away for days you need a bit of sun light so that's what i though would be good idea for you"


 "I know that Steve but do you really think its a good idea for me to be around so many people i could hurt someone or that we could get attacked..." "come on you two old men its nice for a coffee once in awhile and i know you two will like my friend even if there a little bit ruff around the edges" sipping my coffee with closed eyes and a small smirk before hearing a very familiar voice.  "Well if my eyes desire me (Y/n) is that you!?" Looking up from the magazine I'm one of my hands  and coffee to see my dear friend Sam. 


"Still kicking i see Sam" sipping my coffee as he smiled lightly making his way over to the booth i was sitting in. "Glad you could make it (y/n), i know New York isn't home but I'm still glad you could get over here for some time, how has life been in the land down under?" He asked as two others men walked behind him before tapping him on the shoulder.


  "Normal for other people or my definition of normal?,  because they are both very different from each other" i chuckled and taking a sip of my coffee once again "Sam is this you friend you were meeting up with?" i looked up to meet the blue eyes of two men one who had short blonde hair and his companion with chin length chocolate brown hair. "Steve, Bucky i would like to introduce you to mine friend (Y/n), (Y/n) this is Steve and Bucky"


I held my hand out to shake there's "nice to meet ya guys" i smiled lightly and invite them to sit down. "Please take a seat any friends of Sams are welcome I don't bite, well not as much as people think" Sam laughed as the others slowly took a seat at the table as there coffee was brought over to them. "So hows the family back home  going (N/n)?" I had finished drinking my coffee and gave my reply. "Grandpa's still doing his crocodile hunting but he's alive and kicking too i already miss him but I'm here for at least a year"


He chuckled before Steve and Bucky decide to join the convention "may i ask where your from Miss (Y/n)?" Sam snickered at how Steve who then gave him a questioning look along with Bucky which i lightly chuckled at. "No need for formally (Y/n) Dundee but i rather be called (n/n) but yes i will answer your questions if you guys have any. I'm from Australia its my home country"



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