Steve and Bucky met again in the coffee shop Steve liked a few days later. Steve went there sometimes to do his e-mails (the boring part of his job) and he was meant to be doing his emails, but Bucky was just so much more interesting.
"So, Stevie," Bucky said, "me and the team are plannin' on doin' our first proper concert! Peggy says we have a lot more money to spend then we used to and we decided to spend it on gettin' a concert!"
"Oh my god, Buck, that's awesome! How much for a ticket?" Steve asked.
"Are you kidding me? You get free VIP seats and a back stage tour!" He joked (well he wasn't joking about the free seats).
"Where are you playing?" Steve said, interested.
"Dunno yet," Bucky said thoughtfully, "Peggy said she was going to look into it tonight and text us when she found a place, so knowin' her, it's probably going to be booked by tomorrow!"
Steve smiled at this until his computer pinged with yet another e-mail, which he clicked on dejectedly. Seriously? He thought, you couldn't've waited until I was less happy? Then he saw what the e-mail was about.
"OH MY GOD, BUCKY!" He yelled, getting some weird looks from the other people in the cafe. He looked around, embarrassed, and continued with his sentance. "They want me to help out with some conception art for a movie! That's fucking awesome!" He said, not quite so loudly, as Bucky dramaticly faked a gasp at Steve swearing. "And the pay is like, double no..." Steve counted on his fingers, "triple what I get now!" Steve started to read out the e-mail, "'if you are interested in taking this job, please go to a meeting at some posh looking place where we will explain all the details..." He trailed off.
"Stevie, that sounds awesome!" Bucky said enthusiastically.
"Yeah, and its like an actual job, like I'm actually employed somewhere and have a boss and people paying me and stuff! Wow. Wow wow wow wow wow." Steve and Bucky laughed.
"Seems like we both have big days tommorow." They laughed at themselves, and continued drinking their coffees, but with much bigger smiles on their faces then before.
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Bucky went into the studio the next day, where, surprise surprise, Nat was playing her drums. He had no idea where they would be playing yet, because Peggy had texted them that she had found a place but said she wanted it to be a surprise. So, to take his mind off his nervousness, he started writing down a melody and some lyrics to an idea for a song that he'd had last night when he randomly woke up at 4:30 am.
Everyone else in the band came in early, even Clint, who was never early, and sat around and waited for Peggy. She came in last, and looked suprised to see them all there already. She was on time, but if Bucky didn't know any better, he would've said she came in last to keep everyone in suspense.
"Get in the car," she announced as she walked in and put her things down, "we're going on a field trip!"
Everyone scrambled to get out of the door, eager to get to where ever we were going as quickly as possible, but also at the same time everyone also wanted to be the first to the car so they could be shotgun. Well, Bucky did anyway.
They all piled into Peggy's car (with Nat in the frount seat, she had beaten them, sadly) and she started driving through the Brooklyn traffic, which wasn't that bad now rush hour was practically over. They turned corner after corner, went down street after street, and just when Bucky thought the journey was never going to end, they finally arrived.
"I present to you," Peggy said proudly, "the Brooklyn Steel!" Everyone scrambled out of the car to look inside. This will be an awesome place for a first concert, Bucky thought.
They headed inside and Peggy walked confidently up to the receptionist, leaving the rest of the team behind her to take in the fact that they would be playing here.
"Hello miss," she said politely to the receptionist, "I'm Peggy Carter and I believe that I booked a two hour practice session for a concert here yesterday."
The receptionist shuffled her papers infrount of her for a few seconds before nodding to Peggy. "Yes, it says you do. Follow me please." She got up from her desk and started to walk out of the reception and down some corridors. Peggy guestered hurriedly for the team to follow her, and they did.
They got inside and everyone's jaws dropped. Apart from Peggy. She just smirked at them. "Thank you," she said to the receptionist, who walked out the door a few seconds later.
"What the fuck, this is awesome!" Bucky said finally as he looked around in awe. Nat had walked over to the stage, and Clint was trying to figure out how to get to the top viewing area, claiming he needed a better view. Bucky and Sam were just to overwhelmed to function.
"When're we playing?" Sam asked.
"Two weeks and two days, " Peggy informed them, "and we're putting out the tickets on Thursday!" She then held up her phone and snapped a picture of the place, which would no doubt be going on every social media account they owned later to advertise the tickets.
Nat climbed onto the stage. "Well what are you waiting for?" she shouted to us, "Boys, go and get your stuff, me and Peggy will figure out the sound system and stuff!"
Bucky,Sam and Clint rushed back to the car to get their guitars and Bucky's microphone. They came back to find Nat and Peggy finishing plugging in the sound system, which they had done in record time. They put their guitars down next to the drums that Nat was sitting down at, probably already set up for whoever was playing tonight.
"Lets go!" Nat yelled, and, not needing any further instructions, they started to play.
A/n: woooooooooooo yay. Hi! Thanks if ur still reading this, I honestly dont know why u r. I'm sorry if I've got any part about the brooklyn steel or Brooklyn in general wrong, ive never been there in my life. Ive neverbeen to America in my life to be fair. Construcive criticism is welcome, thanks for reading!
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