The Asset and Potty Training

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When Steve first mentioned potty training to Bucky, he hated the idea. He had to be potty trained so he could go to school. They only had two months to work on this and Steve needed to at least get Bucky sitting on the toliet.

Steve didn't know if Bucky had any trauma towards the toliet but they had to test those waters before they jumped in.

Then he heard an odd noise, a dumping noise.

"Bucky bear?" Said Steve looking in the living room. Bucky had managed to dump all the toys on the floor. They had just got home yesterday, the heat was fixed but they learned that their neighbor had unfortunately passed away the day after Christmas. A new, not really, elderly couple had moved in after New Years and Steve could instantly tell things they were going to have problems. They went to meet them yesterday, they looked at Harley and made a disgusted face.

They didn't like big dogs or dogs at all. They weren't crazy cat people, but they hated Harley. And Steve quickly learned they hated loud noise. When Bucky had a tantrum, they hit the walls yelling shut up. Steve tried to talk to them and tell them that Bucky has a mental illness and he's mentally two years old, they didn't care. They just wanted him to stop.

Steve gave up on trying to reason with them, but he had a feeling they won't be staying for very long.

Back to the other issue at hand.

"Play, daddy?"

"A little later, can we try potty training?" Bucky shook his head. Potty training sounded scary. It also meant change that he didn't want.

"I think we should. Come on." Steve picked him up and went to the bathroom.

"That's the potty, so instead of going in your diaper, you go here." Said Steve. Bucky stared at the toliet.

"Can you sit down on it?" Bucky shook his head, Steve set him on his feet. Bucky sat on the floor. Steve sighed and put him on the closed toilet seat.

"No." Bucky instantly began to shake.

"It's okay. Just sit there for a minute." Bucky shook his head then he hit his leg. That was new.

"What's wrong?"

"NO! NO! NO!" Bucky screamed, he was hitting his legs again. Steve held his hands and walked out the bathroom.

"It's alright, you're doing so good." Steve wanted to say so many colorful words about Hydra. But held his tongue. Bucky slowly calmed down as Steve rocked him. There was trauma towards the toilet. He quickly texted Rumlow about anything he may know about it.

"Bucky, did Hydra do anything when you had to use the bathroom?"

"Hurt. Hurt."

"They hurt you. Thank you for telling me. Do you still want to play?" Bucky nodded. He played with Bucky for a while then he got a call. Rumlow.

"I'll be right back." He went in the kitchen and answered.

"Starting potty training already?" Asked Rumlow.

"Yeah and he's absolutely terrified of it. What happened?"

"From what I've heard, whenever he was in his cell or on a long mission they had like puppy pads under him. As for the toilet, when he had to go they made sit by the toliet and whip his legs whenever he begged to go. If he wet himself, they still beat him and left him soaked."

"That's why he's hitting his legs. That's an extra step we have to get over but I need to get him comfortable sitting on it first."

"Good luck with that. It didn't take long for him to stop asking to use the bathroom. He might need more than two months to get used to it."

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