[ Bucky's voice comes out dry, flat, but that only makes the ridiculous made-up words that much funnier. Steve finds himself smiling before he can really help himself, and maybe that's a good thing. He shouldn't have to feel like he can't enjoy some time with his best friend. Sure, it's complicated and there's still a whole lot that they need to talk over, but the heavy stuff needs to be taken one day at a time.
Is there anything wrong with being glad that they're finally reunited? That they're once again side-by-side, the way things should be? Steve doesn't think so.
(Of course, Steve still notices the differences. Before, he would have been able to hear the amusement in Bucky's voice, his futile attempt to not laugh his way through his silly explanation.)
As if it knows that they're talking about it, the quarkywobbledoodler in question sings at them and then flies off. Steve watches it go, then looks back to Bucky as he presses further into the jungle. ]
You know, if it weren't for the name that almost would have sounded legitimate.
[ A pause where he looks forward, picking a path for them to take. And then: ] Wobbledonkler? Really?
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Is there anything wrong with being glad that they're finally reunited? That they're once again side-by-side, the way things should be? Steve doesn't think so.
(Of course, Steve still notices the differences. Before, he would have been able to hear the amusement in Bucky's voice, his futile attempt to not laugh his way through his silly explanation.)
As if it knows that they're talking about it, the quarkywobbledoodler in question sings at them and then flies off. Steve watches it go, then looks back to Bucky as he presses further into the jungle. ]
You know, if it weren't for the name that almost would have sounded legitimate.
[ A pause where he looks forward, picking a path for them to take. And then: ] Wobbledonkler? Really?