A Stucky Story

The Asset vs The Black Panther

If anyone knew anything about the Winter Soldier, they would know he never did anything outside of his mission parameters. He did what he was supposed to do then was wiped and back on ice. But the soldier never acted outside of his missions.

Ever since the Avengers started working with Winter and developing his trust, they noticed he never wavers from his initial mission but when they asked him to do something else like save someone, it visibly distressed him and they figured it was something with his programming that wasn't allowing to do it. And they had to figure out a way to override it.

Until then, Bucky was trying to figure out what the difference was between a square and a rectangle.

"You can do this, Bucky." Said Ms. Lisa from the tv. Bucky had started kindergarten earlier this week and he already didn't like it. It was harder and he didn't understand most of the stuff she showed. Mainly shapes. Shapes were stupid to him.

"Hard." He whined.

"I know they all look the same, but squares and rectangles are different. Drag the red square to the right box." Tony had set up his tablet where Ms. Lisa or Dr. Nicole could see and control what he was doing on his tablet when they were in session. His task was to drag the squares to the square box and rectangles to the rectangle box, but it was hard.

"All done." Bucky said.

"No you're not done. Put the shapes where they belong then you can take a break." Bucky flapped his wrist then stared at the tablet. He looked at the examples then tilted his head. The red square sort of looked liked the square on the right. So he dragged the square to the box and got a check mark. "See, that wasn't so bad. One more." The stupid rectangle was next. Bucky dragged the rectangle to the square box but received a x mark. Bucky bit his wrist out of frustration.

"Bucky, take a deep breath for a second." Ms. Lisa said. Bucky took his arm out his mouth then rocked himself. "I know it's hard, but you are doing a great job for just learning the shapes today. It's okay to get something wrong, can you try again?" Bucky looked at her then at his tablet. He really didn't want to do anymore but the faster he finished, the faster he could take a break.

He looked at the rectangle again. It was up straight, the squares were up straight but that was wrong so he dragged it to the rectangles and got a check mark. "All done."

"Yeah, good job. I'm very proud of you for staying calm. Tomorrow, we'll work on squares and rectangles for the first few minutes then we'll start on circles and ovals." Bucky slightly tilted his head then got up and sat on his swing.

Then there was a knock. Steve poked his head in. "Hey, you all done?" He asked. Bucky nodded. Steve came in and sat by him on his swing.

"Good evening, Mr. Rogers."

"Good evening, how did it go?"

"He did really well, we started on shapes today and he got frustrated with squares and rectangles to the point of biting his wrist. But he calmed himself. I do expect him to have the same reaction tomorrow with circles and ovals."

"Okay, yeah, that sounds good. Anything we can do to help with that?"

"I know he doesn't like to write so if you can get some magnets that he can put on the refrigerator or even in the bath, I'm sure it'll help him out."

"Sounds good, we need to head to the store anyways." Bucky somewhat frowned then chewed on his fingers. "Quit." Steve said putting his hand down.

"He's still self-injurious?"

"Yeah, he's recently been chewing on his fingers and I wanted to talk to Dr. Nicole about it."

"I understand. She should be here in a minute. I'll see you tomorrow, Bucky."