The babysitter

"Peter!" Tony shouts from the bottom of the avengers headquarters stairs. "Peter where are you?!"

After a few seconds Tony walks up to Peter's room sighing. Gently, he knocks three times and waits for a response. "Peter come on I don't have time for this." Swinging the door opens he finds an empty room.

Tony's eyebrows meet in the middle as they furrow towards eachother before walking back out and rushing down the hall to Steve's room.

"Steve?"
Steve's room is empty too.
"Dammit Rogers you said you'd be back by now."

Tony rushes back downstairs into the main room which is filled with 5 sofas and coffee tables.

"Have you seen Peter?" He questions Bucky who's sitting on the sofa with his legs spread across the empty seats reading a comic book.

"Last I saw he was in the kitchen."

"Swear I'm going to have to put a damn bell on this kid." He checks his watch for the hundredth time in the last 10 minutes

"Hey Mr Stark!" Peter lands on the floor infront of him as he jumps down from the ceiling.

"GODDAMN IT KID!" Tony shouts as he holds his chest.

Peter laughs uncontrollably and Bucky's sniggering can be heard from behind him.

"What did I say about running around on the ceiling and sneaking up on people!?" Before he can respond, he checks his watch again, "Look going out now I'm already running late for this stupid meeting. Steve was meant to be back to look after you seeing as everyone else in this place seems to have disappeared over the weekend."

"I don't need a babysitter!" Peter whines

"Yes you do. And Bucky is going to do it."
"Bucky's going to do what now?" He puts his comic book down and raises his eyebrows

"Metal arm guy?"

"Yup, now I'm off. When I get back I want this place to be just as It is now!" He hurries out the door without another word

Peter turns slowly on his heels to Bucky who remains sitting in his seat.

"Sooooo..." He jumps over to the seat next to him, almost sitting on his legs. Bucky returns to his comic book, purposely ignoring Peter. "What are we going to do?"

Keeping the comic book in place, he looks at Peter over the top of it to see him sitting there like a little child. "We?"

"Yeah! Mr Stark said you're my babysitter."

"And you said you don't need a babysitting."

"No but-" he moves closer to him, "we can have fun!"

Bucky continues to ignore Peter, until he notices he's been silent for too long. He looks back up at Peter to see him eyeing up his metal arm,  From his hand to where it meets his skin. Once he see's Bucky looking at him he freezes.

"I'm- I'm going to get a drink." Peter jumps up from the sofa and heads to the kitchen.

After a few minutes Bucky hears very quiet giggling coming from behind him. Turning his head he sees Peter hiding behind the sofa with a bunch of magnets in his hand, and the rest of them scattered on his arm. Once Peter notices he's been caught, his facial expression changes from happy to scared. Sensing this, Bucky refuses to be grouchy towards him again.

"You know I've always wanted to know if that would work but never tried it."

Peter's expression changes again, a wide smile spreading on his face as Bucky puts the comic book down. Jumping back up to the sofa he reaches his hand out to give Bucky some magnets. After placing one on his upper arm, he laughs just like Peter did.