MARVEL ONE-SHOTS

- So tell Peter not to put anymore magnets on there

Theme? Yellow
Requested? Yes, CarmenThirza
Warnings? Swearing
Scenario? I honestly don't know when this should happen, because post cw can't happen and post iw is impossible, so I guess an AU?
Bucky contemplates going to Tony for help and eventually decides to
His arm's broken and he doesn't know how to fix himself

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"Sorry Sam."

"Your not sorry, Binky. I can tell from your emo eyes. Now get me new cereal before I beat your ass."

Bucky gave Sam the finger and walked out of the room.

This happened all the time lately. Bucky didn't know what was going on, but his arm wasn't acting as it used to do. It kept knocking things over all the damn time and all over the place.

It sometimes just malfunctioned completely and threw a punch to anyone close.

And Bucky know Tony can probably fix it.

But to be honest.

Bucky didn't want Tony to fix his arm.

He would rather walk to wakanda by foot that let Tony help him.

Bucky finds the reason a very good one. He doesn't want give Tony more power over him. He doesn't want Tony to repair his arm, because then he would owe Tony. That's just how his brain works.

"Buck."

Bucky turns around, slamming his metal arm into the wall next to him.

"Steve."

Steve just looks at his arm.

"No way in hell."

"Bucky, you've got to get that arm repaired. I overheard a conversation and I heard that Fury is contemplating whether he cancels all your coming missions or not, because of your broken arm."

"It's not broken Steve."

Steve gave Bucky his famous 'are you sure' look.

"My arm works fine Steve. Thanks though."

Bucky turned around, his metal arm knocking over a very expensive looking vase which he catches just in time with his flesh arm.

Bucky could feel the Eyes Of Disappointment™️ from Steve burning on his back. Then, he proceeded to walk to his room, his arm smacking the walls.

He just can't. His arm isn't even that broken. It works just fine. Everybody is just exaggerating.

Bucky let's himself fall on his king sized bed. He just needs some time for himself. Just being alone with his thoughts.

"Binky."

Bucky grunts. "Go away Sam."

"Binky let me in."

"Go fuck yourself Sam."

"Binky I'm serious."

"Fuck of and die Sam."

"James. Please let me in."

Bucky was left speechless. Never had Sam called him by his real first name. Something really serious must be happening. Buck opens his door and a very serious looking Sam walks in.

"Bucky, Fury is cancelling your missions until you get your arm fixed. Please, don't let me do this alone and get that arm of yours fixed."

Bucky had never seen Sam in such an emotional state. It made him feel like an asshole.

Bucky wanted to punch something with his good arm. He had been such an egotistical dick.

"Sure, Sam."

Sam cracked a smile. "Thanks Binky."

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"Hey Tony."

Tony turns around. Bucky is standing in the doorway, holding up his metal arm.

"Can you fix this?"

Tony smiles. He didn't tell anyone, but he was thrilled to have a look at the magnificent metal arm from the winter soldier.

"Sure thing pal. Just take a seat right here."

Bucky hesitation is clear as crystal. He walks so incredibly slow that is almost seems like he isn't moving at all.

After a couple of minutes, Bucky takes a seat and shakes. Tony can't tell if it's because he's cold or because he's scared.

"Bucky, are you alright?"

"Yes. Just begin. I want to be done here as soon as possible."

Tony's original plan was to work as slowly as humanly possible, but he noticed Bucky's uneasy look and decided against it.

Tony slowly strokes his hand up and down the metal arm and eventually takes it out of the arm socket.

Bucky's uneasy look intensifies.

Tony works the arm open and runs some scans.

"Found the problem."

Bucky's uneasy look disappears and instead he looks surprised.

"Already?"

Tony just smiles and starts to explain.

"Something is tempering with your arm, and I already found the the culprit."

He takes something from the arm and Bucky immediately recognizes is. It's a magnet.

He lets Peter stuck magnets on his arm because the boy gets a kick from it.

"This little guy is tempering your control of your arm, so tell Peter not to put anymore magnets on there. Got it?"

Bucky nods and puts his own arm back in place. He moves it, and it feels just like before.

"Thanks Tony."

"No problem."