A Stucky Story

Bucky at the Dentist

Today was a day that everyone didn't want to come, but the event for the day had to happen. Today, Bucky was going to the dentist. The team knew it was going to be a struggle just getting him in the door. But it had to be done, his canines were very sharp, they kept cutting into his lip and tongue. Steve had been brushing his teeth, but every now and then Bucky had the tendency to just bite whatever hand was near his mouth. He bites Steve at least once during every teeth brushing time. If a hand was feeding him, he bit it too. Even Tony made a smart comment about biting the hand who feeds you. Bucky didn't know or care. Steve just dealt with the bites as they came. But now, Bruce has noticed he was more uncomfortable with chewing foods and knew it was because his mouth was become painful, so a dentist appointment was made.

Steve recruited the help of Natasha and Sam since Bucky was more comfortable around them. As strong as Steve was, dealing with Bucky in a 2 year old mindset wore him out. He usually regressed when he knew something stressful was coming, it was calming for him; but problematic for dealing with him lashing out.

"Alright shoes are on, jogger are fasten, Bucky did you need to use the bathroom before we go?" Asked Steve. He took out Bucky's paci from his mouth and hid it.

"No,"

"Can you try anyway?" Pleaded Steve. Bucky pointed the strings on his joggers, Steve untied them and he made his way to the bathroom as Nat and Sam arrived on the floor.

"Is he hiding again?" Asked Sam.

"I asked him to use the bathroom just to be sure. I should probably pack a pull up and extra joggers just in case." Sam and Nat agreed. Once he packed, Bucky came out with his hands wet.

"Done Steve, nothing came out but I wash hands,"

"Okay dry them on this towel and we'll get going," Bucky dried his hands on a dish towel that needed to be washed anyway. He was about to step out of the door, when he turned around.

"Bucky what are you doing?"

"Blankie come, keep safe." If that made him happy, Steve wouldn't complain. They went down to first level, they got in Sam's car. Bucky had to be strapped with a harness in the car, because he couldn't sit still for more than two minutes. Nat sat in the front passenger and Steve sat in the back with Bucky.

It wasn't a long drive to the dentist office and it was for the better good. Bucky was developing a habit of poking people's neck through the head rest. Steve had to pin his flesh arm down to which got Bucky aggravated. Once they got in the office, the sound of drilling had Bucky shaking in the door.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?" Asked the man at the front desk.

"Yes, Bucky Barnes," said Nat. The man looked over her shoulder and saw the fearful man.

"Okay we have a quiet backroom set up for him. Is he good to go?"

"You're going to need us there,"

"Okay this way please." The man lead them to a white room that was away from the other noises; Bucky eyes immediately went to the chair.

"No, no like," he said stepping away. This was the first fight. He wasn't going to sit down on something that summoned bad memories.

"Bucky, honey, they're not going to harm you, you can sit down here. If I sit with you, will you sit?" Said Nat. Bucky sat on the chair, but still very nervous about it. Everyone clapped for him, one small step in a good direction. Nat stroked his cheek while he shook some more. He started to relax when there was a knock.

"Alright, Bucky Barnes, right? I am Dr. Young. Nice to meet you." She held out her hand, Bucky immediately went for a bite.

"Bucky, no" Steve reprimanded.