Bucky was very clever for a two year old man child, so clever that Steve had to watch his back constantly. When Bucky had gotten into the toothpaste, Nat was kind enough to go out and buy baby locks so that he could lock up anything that smelled sweet. But Bucky's nose was sharp and he knew where the sweet smelling things were. He just couldn't tell if the sweet smelling thing was a food. And that was why Steve was always nervous when Bucky tried to pick at the locks. He had hoped after a couple of days Bucky would give up on trying to get the locks open, but he didn't. Bucky was becoming smart enough to try to pick at the locks whenever Steve had his back turned. It didn't always work out to his favor, so Steve had to tie a bell to the lock.
"Daddy, please?"
"No, Bucky."
"Please?" Steve sighed. Bucky had been asking for his lollipops ever since he woke up from his nap.
"Bucky, you've had a lollipop and a piece of pie. You don't need anymore sweets for a while." Said Steve kissing his head. Bucky groaned and pouted. He could get what he wanted if he pouted.
"The answer is still no." Now he was out of options. Then Steve's phone rang.
"Stay there." Steve went in the bedroom. Bucky tilted his head then went in the kitchen. He sat in front of the cabinet that smelled the sweetest and picked at the lock. These things weren't budging. But the bell was becoming annoying. Bucky put his metal arm on the lock and tried to scratch it off, then he felt strong hands pick him up.
"What are you doing?"
"Please?"
"No. Listen, Daddy's got to go help Uncle Sam with something, so papa is going to come watch you for a couple of hours, okay?" Bucky nodded and smiled. Steve put Bucky on his back and carried him to the laundry closet. Steve started a small load. Bucky smelled the detergent, it smelled very sweet. Steve put the detergent back on the shelf, the one place that didn't have a lock.
After twenty minutes, Steve was finishing up cleaning the bathroom with something that Bucky was finding very sweet smelling. So in order to stop Bucky from trying to get to the cleaning product while he was cleaning, he kept Bucky on his harness and tied the lead to the door until he finished.
Then the doorbell.
"Papa?"
"That should be him." Steve unbuckled Bucky and they went to the door. It was him. Bucky jumped in his arms and hugged him.
"Hey, sweet boy. I see you've been staying out the toothpaste."
"Yucky."
"Shouldn't have ate it in the first place. Alright, what am I doing?"
"Just watch him for a few hours. I should be back before dinner."
"Cool. We'll find something to do."
"Rumlow, there's a cabinet in the kitchen that his candy from Halloween. He knows it's in there and he tries to get to it. Don't let him."
"Why you afraid of him getting a cavity or something?"
"I'm afraid of him drinking soap which is also in there."
"Oh, I'll watch him. Have fun." Steve kissed Bucky's head and left. Bucky watched the door for a while then went back to the kitchen.
"No, you aren't allowed in the kitchen unless I'm there with you." Rumlow picked Bucky up and sat on the couch. After a while, Bucky started to become nervous.
"What's going on, kiddo?"
"Lamby."
"Where is she? Is she in the bedroom?" Bucky nodded.
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A Stucky Story
FanfictionThis story will contain a lot of Stucky or EvanStan. I am very much in love with this pair. If you do not approve, I do not care. Just don't read it. But do know, this is all that this story is about.