just some marvel imagines

white werewolf - bucky barnes

[ yes, two bucky imagines in a row, don't hate me. ]

"I can'th talk wif theeth in mah moufth," Bucky mumbled, fiddling with his fake fangs. "They won'th thtay."

You rolled your eyes and just yanked the pieces of plastic out of his mouth. "Weirdo," you giggled, slipping on your hoodie.

"What are you being for Halloween, anyway?" Bucky huffed, now fumbling with his furry gloves.

"You!" The hoodie slipped over your head, and you turned to show your best friend the left sleeve, which resembled his metal arm. "The real question is, do you even know what you are?"

"A wolf?"

"A werewolf, dumby," you helped him with his gloves, and smacked his right shoulder. "Because ya know, you're the 'White Wolf'?"

"Blahblah, whatever. Can we just get candy?"

"That's why were going trick or treating."

"Why can't we just go to the store?"

"'Cause that's no fun, James."

"[Y/N], I swear, I will kick yo-"

"Nah ah ah," you waved a finger at him as you began to walk down the sidewalk, and you pointed towards the kids running around. "Watch it."

Bucky huffed, and you leaned into his side. After visiting a few houses, you could tell Buck was totally over trick or treating.

"How much longerrr, [Y/N]?" he whined, trudging behind you.

"We're almost done with the neighborhood, Buck," you huffed, not admitted that your feet hurt a little bit.

"I can't take this anymore."

[ A FEW MINUTES LATER ]

"Your total is $32.45," the cashier chirped.

"You're lucky Walmart is open," you growled at Bucky under your breath, picking up the bag full of more bags of candy.

"You're lucky I didn't bite off your head," Bucky snickered. "'Cause I'm a werewolf...ya know."

"Yes, I know," you gave him a raised brow as you left the store. "But that's not really what werewolves do..."

"I don't care, shut up."

[ this one is being put in my blog for a challenge entry on Amino, heh ]