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[yourbestguysgun]

[ He's holding up a sugar dispenser, that's all the video feed consists of, Bucky's hand as he turns it around, watching the yellow grains turn over and over. ] Sand. [ Captain obvious, but he seems to figure there's something off about it. ] That's the third thing today that's had sand in it an' it's early hours yet.

[ And it is, he's in the diner pretty early, probably pleased that he doesn't take anything in his coffee. Hopefully it didn't have sand in it, but it looks so far, so good. Bucky needs that.

Because this is at least distracting, so what the hell. ] Anyone got any ideas?

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[yourbestguysgun]

I'll try an' remember t'hold my tongue, can't give no promises though.

[punchedhitler]

Jerk.

[yourbestguysgun]

Uh huh. [ :3 ] You're still here, sucker.

[punchedhitler]

Are you done?

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Checking him over. ] Yup.

[punchedhitler]

Thanks.

[Steve looks at their poor broken table and then back at Crepe, and then over at Bucky.]

....so, sorry.

[yourbestguysgun]

I was kiddin' about being annoyed, s'just a table.

[punchedhitler]

We're going to have to sweep. I wonder if Tony has a vacuum cleaner we can borrow.

[yourbestguysgun]

I'll clean it up.

[ Because he's lazy, he'd rather sweep now than have to go and find the vacuum cleaner. Putting the stuff away into the emergency box. ]

[punchedhitler]

I'll help.

[Of course he will.]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Crepe is still sort of watching them, so Bucky pulls a face at her, stands up to take the kit back. ]

[punchedhitler]

[She barks and wags her tail at him and follows him to the bathroom doing the underfoot dog dance]

Don't trip.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Bucky's law is childish sounding from the bathroom, and he comes back carrying her, her tail thumping away happily as she tries to climb him even higher. ]

I think she's trying to murder us.

[punchedhitler]

Maybe she thinks it's funny when we fall over.

[He's grinning]

[yourbestguysgun]

She should jus' stick to you. She loves me too much.

[punchedhitler]

I think she's mad at me.

[yourbestguysgun]

But she loves you, why would she be mad?

[punchedhitler]

Because Peggy came over.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Oh. ] Guess she don't like not being the only dame in your life, huh?

[punchedhitler]

She's jealous, that's all.

Not really used to that yet.

[yourbestguysgun]

Of a dog bein' jealous?

[punchedhitler]

Of anyone being jealous.

[He gets up and scratches Crepe on the head with his uninjured arm]

[yourbestguysgun]

Lookin' like you do, I reckon you're gonna have to get used to it.

[punchedhitler]

[She looks at him like she isn't ready to forgive him but gives him a concilatory kiss on the fingers]

Does that mean I gotta worry about you shooting any dame who looks at me?

[yourbestguysgun]

Nah.

[ Leaning on the broom and giving Steve a very clear, very obvious once over. ] I reckon I got a few tricks to keep you in line.