Next To Me // A Stucky Au

Chapter Thirteen

Sunday rolled around pretty quickly, and Bucky was exited to get food. Because food. But also, maybe, friends. He grabbed a baseball cap and walked out of his door, into the cool march air and then into his car. He drove to the Italian cafe where they had all agreed to meet and walked in, not suprised to see Peggy, Nat, Peter and Steve already there.

"Hey guys!" He said happily to them, getting a chorus of heys back. He sat down in the chair next to Steve and kissed him on the cheek. They all started chatting absent mindedly and not soon after, Sam and Clint came in. They ordered their meals and drinks and continued their conversations.

"Hey," Peter blurted suddenly, "do you know you guys have fan accounts. On, like, Twitter and Instagram and things."

"What?" Bucky said, suprised. He and his other three teammates all pulled out their phones, logging into the cafe's free WiFi and going on the first social media app they saw. Peggy was watching them, sipping her drink and clearly trying not to laugh.

"Oh my god, we do!" Sam yelled in exitement.

"What the hell, some of this stuff is crazy!" Clint exclaimed, and Nat leaned over to look at his phone and snorted.

Bucky scrolled through instagram, Steve curiously peering over his shoulder. "Hey, this is a post of all of us," Bucky said, trying to keep the smile off his face, "and the caption says that we all look hot!" Everyone laughed, including Bucky, "I'm gonna comment and say thanks!"

There was a short period of quiet while they all scrolled through their phones, but the chatter quickly started up again when the waiter brought their food.

"Nat," Peggy said, "why on earth did you order spaghetti with squid in. That's disgusting"

Nat smirked at her, and probably would have come up with some snarky answer if her mouth hadn't been stuffed with pasta and seafood. Bucky had ordered a giant pizza, the one that was supposedly the best in the shop, and he wasn't disappointed. At the rate he was eating it, he'd order another one just because.

Nat finally finished her mouthful and pretty much ignored Peggy. "We should make fake fan accounts" she said, causing everyone to look confused, apart from Clint, who seemed to get the idea. It was lucky he understood, because after she said that she stuffed her mouth with food again and probably wouldn't be able to talk for a few minutes.

"So we can make friends with them, but have them thinking that we're one of them." Clint explained, and everyone nodded, understanding now.

"And then be dramatic and video call them!" Nat finished, he mouth full of food.

Bucky grabbed his phone and went back onto instagram, which was the only social media he properly knew how to work, he wasn't very good with most technology.

" I'm gonna make one too!" Steve announced, "but only to get into funny arguments over fan theories and things like that." Everyone laughed and continued making their accounts, and then proceeding to follow everyone who also appeared to have a fan account. Bucky then proceded to take a selfie with everyone else, post it on his own personal account and then immediately post it on his new one. He needed it to look genuine.

He tried to start conversations with people, but he found out that they weren't going to reply any time soon, so he put his phone down and ordered dessert.

Dessert came, and it was probably some of the best ice cream Bucky had ever tasted. He made a mental note to come back here, even if it was just for the ice cream.

"So, I've been meaning to tell you," started Peggy, a glimmer in her eyes, "I was sorting through all the new songs that you've written, and it is enough to have another album." Everyone either gasped or cheered, or both, at the news and high fived each other. Once the noise died down, Peggy continued speaking. "I have booked a recording studio for four days next week, which is enough time to record and edit the ones we have not recorded already. The next week will probably be full of last minute editing and other things. The album will hopefully be ready to release at this time in two weeks."

"Can I do the art?" Steve asked.

"Wouldn't have it any other way," Peggy replied.

Everyone was ecstatic. They cheered and whooped and chatted about the new exiting news and honestly, couldn't wait to get going, even though they knew it was going to be busy.

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Peter walked into school the next day, still bubbling with exitement from the day before. Nat had said he could release the album with them too! He made his way to his locker and opened it. He heard his best friend, Ned, come up behind him, and turned around to say hi.

"Oh my god, dude!" Ned exlaimed before Peter got the chance to speak, "You were with the avengers!"

Peter laughed. "Yep I was. We had lunch out. The cafe was nice, great ice cream."

"But, dude, you met the avengers!"

"I know. Nat's giving me drumming lessons and they invited me along."

"Natasha Romanoff is giving you drumming lessons!"

"Yeah."

"When you said May's friend was giving you lessons I just though it was some random drummer. You never said it was Natasha Romanoff!"

"You never asked."

They walked down the corridor, towards their lesson, Ned still freaking out a little bit, but he had goten over it a bit now. However, when they turned the corner and saw Flash, the school's 'popular' kid, their mood dropped instantly.

"Hey guys, look it's penis Parker!" He called out at them, cause in all the people crowded around him to snicker. "The celebrity! How much did you have to pay the avengers for them to let you sit with them?" He said, a cruel smile on his face.

"Come on, Peter," Ned whispered, pulling Peter's arm to get him to leave. Peter quickly followed.

"Look, he's running away!" Everyone laughed at him. "Not so brave now, are you?"

Flash continued throwing insults at him, but luckily they were now to far away to hear. Guess we'll just have to go the long way to class he thought.

A/n: heellllooojdlsdjhdxxnzjlaljsgfgh hi. Idek. Whatever. Thanks for reading! Go to sleep if its past midnight please! Peace out.

Also, fun fact: if you write swear words with a Samsung keyboard (like I am now) auto correct makes, for examlpe, fuck into duck, arse into arise, and others. BUT Apple keyboards litteraly suggest swear words to you in predictive text.

Ps spaghetti and squid (and prawns and mussels and stuff too) is probably one of the best things to ever come to this planet