i had a crush on this guy and i decided to pull a Pavlov on him by offering him whenever i saw him this brand of candy he seemed to really like and after a while whenever he saw me he got excited for a second then you could see his expression shift to wondering the why the hell was he so happy to see me and i swear it was the evilest thing but also the most hilarious i made a guy like me by conditioning him into associating me to a candy he liked
Imagine that, during group missions, when Natasha’s working her magic infiltrating a high-security building or scaling something particularly precarious, Bucky begins to hum “The Itsy Bitsy Spider” into the comms.
The children’s rhyme becomes chilling and prophetic with his voice still gravelly from seventy years in and out of cryo.
Tony says, “Woah, cool your jets, Satan.”
Natasha loves it.
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