CHRIS EVANS & SEBASTIAN STAN IMAGINES

|Camp Times| Steve X Bucky X Tony X Reader!!!!!

YES, I'M REALLY INTO POLYAMOROUS RELATIONSHIPS, SHUT THE FUCK UP... On a more serious note, I just find it interesting when authors write about this kind of stuff. Which is a normal thing and should be accepted worldwide...

Prompt: Young Steve, Bucky and Tony possible X reader, are sharing a bunk during summer camp. ;)

"Love ya ma'." Steve kissed his mother's cheek. She looked at him with teary eyes, ruffling his hair. "Here's your bag. Be a good boy now Steven, mama loves you." Giving him his luggage. "Thanks, see you in a bit." He smiled, hoisting his large backpack on his shoulders. "Okay..." Sarah looked at her grown boy. "I'll see you in a month." She smiled one last time, turning on her heels and heading to her car.

The blonde-haired boy watched his mother drive away as he walked towards the camp. "Stevie!" A voice shouted from his left. James ran towards his best friend, enveloping him in a hug. "Bucky!" Steve replied, returning the gesture. "You made it," He mumbled into his brunette friend's shoulder.

"Of course, pal." He grinned, breaking the contact. "I hope we can bunk together." He added, taking Steve's bag along with his. "That would be so fun!" Steve smiled.

The pair walked down the gravel road, into the wooden enclosure where orientation was going to be held.

"-Alright Jarvis, you can leave now." Tony Stark, a kid from Steve's class whined. "As you wish, Mr. Stark, now behave." The tall butler spoke, giving Tony his luggage.

"Pff, can you believe that? Stark has a butler." Bucky spat, hitching a thumb backward, towards his direction. "Makes sense, I mean his family is from the richer part of town," Rogers said shrugging his shoulders.

They continued and made it to the gathering, where most people were seated in front of the oak platform that looked like a stage. "Stevie sit here," Bucky instructed. Steve did as he was told and took a seat next to his friend.

James took a look around, searching if he recognized any faces. He spotted Natasha and his buddy Sam. They were seated a few rows away. A small smile crawled its way onto Bucky's features.

"Good evening everyone, welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D." Nick Fury spoke into the microphone. "This is a one-month stay, where you will learn the basics on how to survive. Some may find it hard; some may succeed in every obstacle. That's why we have divided the population into groups of four. You will be classed by, intelligence, athletic ability, skill independence, and leadership."

"I wonder who we're going to be placed with," Steve whispered to Bucky.

"There will be an uphold, see which breach each one of you is classed in. Today at 2:30, you will all gather in the square to begin the examination. That is after we scan all of your bags individually." The tall dark man spoke.

"Line up in the courtyard to prepare for the luggage scanning procedure, thank you." He finished. The students all got up simultaneously heading towards the courtyard.

The scanning went by really fast, Steve and Bucky only had to wait about twenty minutes; about 150 students were attending the camp.

2:30 came by even faster. In a matter of an hour, Bucky was already doing the drills, Steve being next in line.

Bucky was asked to do tons of push-ups, laps and lifting weights. Also asked to fill in a quiz, build a moving apparatus and direct a group.

"James Buchanan Barnes, you are classed in the athletic ability division." One of the leaders, Coulson, said to Bucky.

Then it was Steve's turn.

He did all the same things that Bucky was asked to do, just did a little lower on his score; okay, a lot lower.