Everybody came out of their rooms 15 minutes later than Tony, Bruce being the last.
"Suit up?" Asked Tony, already in his Iron man armour.
"Tony, sent out a jet for me. I've got to be in Brooklyn, in 5 minutes." I said, looking down at my watch.
"F.R.I.D.A.Y, sent out a jet for Brooklyn now." Said Tony.
"Yes sir." Said the AI.
(Time skip. Brought to you by jeremiahvaleska. 18:45 pm.) (Brooklyn. 3:00 pm.)
There were millions of fans dressed up as their favourite heroes.
Unfortunately, there were no Bucky fans.
Guess I'll have to cheer him up.
"In 3! 2! 1! GO!" I yelled to the marching band as they all started to march to the beat.
(Time skip. Brought to you by jeremiahvaleska8. 18:47 pm. Avengers tower.)
(Bucky's P.O.V.)
"Tony, do you see the crowd yet?" I asked.
"Yeah, they're coming now." He replied.
"Bet you there's no fans for me again." I muttered.
"Bucky!" Yelled Steve
"Yeah Steve?" I asked.
"I found a Bucky fan!"He replied, jumping up and down.
"Hey Nat, pass me a pair of binoculars."
"Sure." She said, passing me a pair, so I could see the mysterious fan.
Looking at the growing crowd, I see the person in a spare pair of my uniform!
"Who is it?" I asked. "I can't see their face."
"Dunno! They're covering their face." Said Bruce, looking through his binoculars.
"Throw them out on 3, 2, 1, GO!" Clint yelled as he thew his first box over the side.
(Becky's P.O.V.)
I managed to catch every bit of the Bucky merch.
But for some reason, mine wasn't being thrown over the edge.
Why?
Everything was soon tossed overboard, apart from mine of course, we needed to go inside.
"Where's Becky?" I heard Bucky ask Steve.
"Dunno. But I think your fan is looking at you. I don't really know, the masks are making it hard to see their identity." Steve commented.
"Ok!" Called Tony. "There are rooms for everyone's fans. Bucky's fans are in the training room..." Was all I needed to hear as I walked up to him and followed him to the training room, as not to make it obvious who I am.
"Why did you pick me?" He asked, taking me by surprise.
"I beg your pardon?" I asked, as I didn't hear the question through my confusion.
"Why did you pick me?" He repeated.
"I find you the most relatable." I tell him truthfully.
"Oh. I like how you got the arm to look exactly like mine." He complimented, trying to change the subject.
"I wasn't really the one who did it. It was custom made for me many years ago."
"Can I take a look?" He asked.
"Sure." I said, holding my left arm out to examine.
"What's it made of?"
"Black vibranuim. Not lying." I said as he took an even closer look at it.
"You know when you said I'm the most relatable? How?"
I just smiled, although he couldn't see it, and took off the jacket to reveal where my arm and the rest of my body joined. Don't worry, I had a black tank top on underneath.
"Sooo, what do you want to do?" He asked.
"Dunno. How about play a trick on all the others?" I suggested.
"Fine. But on one condition."
"You name it."
"Show me what you look like without the masks."
"Ok."
Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttt.
"Aw, you did all this for me?" He asked once I had taken both of the masks off.
"Yeah..."
"Let's go Becky."
"Wait. First, we need to play the cameras on a loop so nobody knows that we even left the room." I said, standing up and grabbing the camera.
(After the looping shit.)
"Let's go!" I exclaimed, doing an air punch, resulting in a chuckle from Bucky.
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Bailey Buchanan Barnes
FanficYou are Bailey Barnes, twin sister to Bucky Barnes. You jump off of the train to save your brother's life, in the process you lose your left arm as Bucky loses his right. What happens?
