Our New Family (Stucky)

Chapter One

PART ONE OF OUR NEW FAMILY 

Wanda was silent on the drive to the Barnes-Rogers apartment. Bucky glanced back at her, trying to gauge her emotions. She was hard to read though, staring blankly out of the window at the rain.

Steve tried to start a conversation. "I'm sorry about all the rain, kid. I wish it was bright and sunny for your arrival, but, unfortunately, I do not control the weather."

"It's fine." Wanda said quietly.

"Now, you should know we live in a building with a bunch of other people. There's the Starks, Tony, his wife Pepper, and their kids, Peter and Morgan. There's the Bartons, Clint, Laura, and their kids Cooper, Lila, and Nathaniel. Then there's Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner, Victor Stone- we call him Vision, don't ask why- James Rhodes, and Sam Wilson."

"Sväté sr***y!" (I won't even swear in another language, deal with it. It means 'holy sh**!' If you want to know, google it.)

Bucky and Steve laughed, while they didn't understand EXACTLY what it meant, they got the gist.

"No swearing," Steve scolded.

Wanda looked at him like he was crazy. "When are you from, the 1940s?!"

"Why does everyone always ask that?" Steve muttered.

"Because you act like an old man," Bucky replied.

"I do not!"

"You do so, and you know it."

Wanda smiled softly. Then one of the names hit her upside the head. "Stark? Tony Stark? Isn't he a billionaire or something?"

"Yeah, but he's a friend of ours. Technically, we live in one of his buildings."

'Počkaj, musím žiť s STARK?!' She thought, horrified. 'Moji noví otcovia sú PRIATELIA s tým hrozným človekom?!' (Wait, do I have to live with STARK?! My new fathers are FRIENDS with that terrible man?!)

"You look horrified," Bucky said.

Wanda slumped in her seat. "It's fine."

Steve and Bucky glanced at each other doubtfully, but left her alone. They pulled up in front of the building.

Wanda's eyes went wide. This place was HUGE. This was where she was going to live? With a place this big, how often was she even going to see Stark?!

Steve and Bucky started getting out of the car. Bucky grabbed an umbrella, and opened Wanda's door. She climbed out, walking into the building with him. She couldn't stop looking around as they entered. It looked even bigger inside, and was decorated in a very modern style. She had only ever seen buildings anywhere near this once, and that was the flipping airport!

The couple glanced at each other, grinning at Wanda's look of shock and wonder. "Will this place do?" Bucky joked.

"I'll have to think about it," She answered sarcastically.

"Let's show you to your room." Steve said, guiding her to the elevator. They went up to the fifth floor. "This is our floor. You're allowed anywhere on this floor that you would like to be. That's our personal living room, that's a bathroom, that's the linen closet, that's the kitchen where we struggle to cook more than a handful of recipes-"

Wanda giggled.

"What?" Bucky asked. "Think you can do better?"

Wanda smirked, nodding.

"Well, then, you can have a meal shift with the rest of us. Our room is here. We'll leave the lamp on, feel free to knock if you need us for anything, we're happy to help. And your room is over here. It's pretty plain, you can decorate it however you like. That's our guest room, we mostly just use it if we're painting, but sometimes my family comes over. Speaking of which, they're coming to meet you Friday."