RoadTrip - /SamBucky/WinterFalcon/
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  • Reads 296
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 16m
Ongoing, First published Aug 04, 2021
Mature
After dealing with the Flag Smashers and Dollar Store Captain America, Sam and Bucky decide, that it's time for them to actually get to know one another. Without using cheat codes to gain friend levels. Thats why they're going on a roadtrip, to where neither of them quite know, but it will lead to something for the two of them.

'You go halfway across the goddamn country with someone, things change. You see them for who THEY are. Not for what they are, you'll see things you never thought possible. Maybe a smile, maybe some tears, maybe you won't even get along, but you'll see them for them. And thats how you know if you're with that one true love, that one true friend, or that one true enemy.' -Anonymous. 

-I saw this somewhere once and it was etched into my brain. So this is kinda where this comes from.-
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