Steven G. Rogers (
thekidfrombrooklyn
) wrote
2014-09-22 04:52 am (UTC)
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Steve chooses seats near the center and sits.
"Our own
Captain America
and the brave Howling Commands sure have Jerry on the run!"
Steve sits up straighter. The narrator's cheerful delivery has a strangely forced tone--but how--why--
"That's not me," Steve whispers at the sight of the big man gesturing the other Commandos into the fray.
But it is Bucky.
It is Bucky on the screen, in the forests of Germany when he's supposed to be home, in Brooklyn, buying popcorn.
Steve looks down at his hands.
They seem bigger.
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"Our own Captain America and the brave Howling Commands sure have Jerry on the run!"
Steve sits up straighter. The narrator's cheerful delivery has a strangely forced tone--but how--why--
"That's not me," Steve whispers at the sight of the big man gesturing the other Commandos into the fray.
But it is Bucky.
It is Bucky on the screen, in the forests of Germany when he's supposed to be home, in Brooklyn, buying popcorn.
Steve looks down at his hands.
They seem bigger.