Stuckony [MPREG]

All is well (time skip)

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The photo above shows what I imagine the kitchen/ living room to look like. There would be no walls defining the kitchen/ living room, just furniture.

[Time pass: 2 years, the twins are now 2.5]

"Hey, P.J., slow down- no- don't touch that!" Tony was trying to wrangle up the twins who were very quickly crawling around in opposite directions. "J.A.R.V.I.S, close the door," Tony said to the A.I. as Harley crawled toward the door. The door closed down and Harley turned around and looked very displeased at his father.

"Hi, baby, mama's here now," Steve said, pulling a shirt on. Their bedrooms were connected via a bathroom and he had just gotten out of a shower. He picked Harley up and put him on his hip then walked over to Tony who had managed to grab P.J.

"Good morning, gorgeous," Steve said, kissing P.J. and then Tony. "Mama!" P.J. cried out, struggling to touch Steve. Steve extended his hand so that P.J. could grab it and suck on his fingers. "Good morning to you too, Spangles," Tony said, smacking Steve's backside. Steve turned around and looked at Tony.

"Don't do that in front of my kids!" he said, laughing. "They're too young to remember anything" Tony defended. Steve challenged him and cocked his head and raised an eyebrow. Tony held his hands up in defense. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry, P.J., Harley" he said, putting the twins back in their cribs.

"Hey, J, tell me to know if these little nuts do anything," Tony said, leaving the room and letting the door close down behind him. He walked down the stairs to find, Wade, Peter, Steve, Bucky, and Pietro sitting in the living room. He walked into the kitchen and found a metal arm wrapped around his waist, picking him up. His coffee started splashing around, spilling drops on the white marble floor. "Buck-eyyy!" he whined. "Put me down!" Bucky ignored his fiancee's childish remarks and took his coffee out of his hand, setting it down on the white coffee table (most of their furniture was white but the kitchen and counter are like the ones pictured in CA: CW. That is how I picture the kitchen.)

He gently threw his boyfriend on the floor and started lightly and playfully kicking him. "Buck!" Tony laughed, grabbing the Super Soldier's foot. "Sir, it appears that the twins are up from their sleep and crying" J.A.R.V.I.S rang out. Bucky stopped kicking Tony and he and Steve sprinted up the stairs, three at a time to check on their sons. Bucky burst into the room and walked over to the cribs, picking Harley up.

Steve came in after, picked PJ up. PJ stopped crying once he saw his mom and started to try and grab Steve's face when he saw it. "Hi Harles, hi Petey," Bucky said, softly. He walked over to PJ and held him. "What's wrong, babies?" he asked. "Did you miss mama? Are you guys hungry?" PJ cocked his head at his dad. "Yeah? I think you're hungry" Steve said, grinning. He took PJ back in his arms and took him downstairs.

The two super soldiers went back downstairs. Bucky went to a cupboard and got out two bowls while Steve got out a box of Cheerios. Steve sprinkled some into each plastic bowl and then put each bowl on the high chair tray.

The boys grabbed handfuls of the dry cereal and shoved it in their mouth. Peter laughed and said, "It's like you've never fed them before." He walked over to them and patted their blond heads. The twins looked up at him and Harley said: "Unka Pee" which meant Uncle Peter. "Yeah! That's right, Harles!" Peter said, a grin growing across his face. "You're so smart!" he rubbed Harley's back and felt a handful of Cheerios hit the back of his head. "Hey, PJ. No throwing food" Peter said, sternly. He softened when he saw PJs big blue eyes looking back him. "You're just as smart, Petey" he said, tracing the baby's hairline with his fingers. "Sowwy," PJ said, avoiding his uncle's eyes. "It's okay, Bubba. You're only two. You still have lots to learn."

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-J