The Dadsandwich

You're Not a Bad Guy

Narrator's POV

"Oh, yeah?" Bucky asked, listening to Oliver continue with a story.

Oliver was sitting at the dinning table while Bucky was in the kitchen getting things ready for dinner.

Peter and Wade had come with the groceries and went upstairs while Bucky got dinner ready.

"Yes. We mixed peroxide and potassium iodide. The chemical reaction between them shoots out a column of foam. We added some food coloring in to make it fun." Oliver said.

"That sounds fun." Bucky said as he seasoned some chicken breasts, getting ready to grill them on the stove.

"It was until Jeremy ate some and got sick. Mrs. Liv said that we would no longer try it after that." Oliver said, petting Sassy on his lap.

"I guess your friends don't have common sense, huh?" Bucky laughed, grilling the chicken now.

"He's not my friend." Oliver said. "I don't have friends at Midtown. I'm the youngest one there." He said.

"Wait." Bucky looked back at Oliver. "You go Midtown?"

Oliver looked up at him. "Oh yeah. Midtown School of Science and Technology. Just like Peter." Oliver said.

"Wait, does Wade go there?" Bucky asked.

"Mhm." Oliver nodded.

"Hm." Bucky smiled at him. "Smart kid."

"I want to be an artist though." Oliver said.

"An artist?" Bucky asked. He was making some rice now.

"Yep." Oliver nodded.

Bucky scoffed. "You know, Steve is a very good artist." He smiled as memories replayed in his mind. "Maybe one day he can come over and show you a few of his drawings. Or I can bring one of his sketchbooks and show you."

"I would like that very much." Oliver said.

His stomach rumbled as he got a whiff of what Bucky was making.

"That smells really good." Oliver said, standing on his chair now to see what Bucky was cooking.

"Just you wait til you try it." Bucky smiled at him.

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"Hmmm..." Wade held a deck of cards and stared at Peter through some dark sunglasses. He watched as Peter looked through his deck.

"Go fish." Peter said.

"I don't think you're playing this game right." Wade said, removing his shades.

"Ehehehe~" Peter snickered as he held his cards up to his face.

"Petey, you're definitely not-"

"Dinner's ready!" Bucky's voice interrupted Wade.

Peter and Wade looked at each other.

"FOOD!" They both said and got up, racing to the door.

Wade quickly turned back to look at Peter's deck. "I knew it." He said before running down stairs.

"What did you make for dinner, Mr. Barnes?" Peter asked as he took a seat upon the dinning table.

"God, it smells so good." Wade said, taking a seat next to Peter.

Oliver sat across the two.

Bucky came to the table with four plates in his arms. He placed one in front of Peter, Wade and Oliver. He placed the forth at an empty spot next to Oliver.