"No WAY!" Bucky is lying on the couch scrolling on his phone when he yells, halfway sitting up.
"What?" Sam asks, jumping slightly. He's not freaking out yet- too many things are surprising to Bucky,as many years as he lost. But he's definitely intrigued. That was a big reaction for the former assassin.
"I've been loading Pez the wrong way," Bucky informs him seriously.
"Pez? Seriously, Pez? Were you like, using them as a secret poison?" Sam asks, settling back to his own scrolling- of the TV, trying to find something to watch that isn't either stupid or depressing.
Bucky scoffs. "Of course not. I'm a sharpshooter, why would they have me poisoning people with candy? I have a giant metal arm, somebody'd be bound to notice something was up."
"Then when, in the midst of everything else, did you find the time to try Pez?" Sam raises an eyebrow.
"They came out in like, the 1920's. Cheap and easy. Perfect for the Great Depression. Didn't have the little heads on them back then- those are kind of cool," Bucky notices, distracted.
Sam already knows he'll be getting his friend a Captain America Pez dispenser sometime soon. How could he not? For now, though, he says, "How do you load Pez wrong, anyway?"
Bucky turns his phone around, showing Sam the clip that prompted his outburst.
"Holy shit!" Sam says, reaching for his own phone. "No way."
He sits back with a groan a moment later. "It's fake. Wouldn't work. Pez even made a statement," he reports morosely.
Bucky sighs, shoulders sagging. "At least I haven't been doing it wrong for the last ninety years," he says, looking wistful. "Or, I guess, I wasn't doing it wrong 90 years ago. I don't remember the last time I had a Pez."
Sam shakes his head, abandoning his TV scrolling in favor of the Amazon app on his phone. Bucky's new Captain America Pez dispenser will be here tomorrow.
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Falcon and The Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson
Date: 2021-08-01 12:56 am (UTC)"What?" Sam asks, jumping slightly. He's not freaking out yet- too many things are surprising to Bucky,as many years as he lost. But he's definitely intrigued. That was a big reaction for the former assassin.
"I've been loading Pez the wrong way," Bucky informs him seriously.
"Pez? Seriously, Pez? Were you like, using them as a secret poison?" Sam asks, settling back to his own scrolling- of the TV, trying to find something to watch that isn't either stupid or depressing.
Bucky scoffs. "Of course not. I'm a sharpshooter, why would they have me poisoning people with candy? I have a giant metal arm, somebody'd be bound to notice something was up."
"Then when, in the midst of everything else, did you find the time to try Pez?" Sam raises an eyebrow.
"They came out in like, the 1920's. Cheap and easy. Perfect for the Great Depression. Didn't have the little heads on them back then- those are kind of cool," Bucky notices, distracted.
Sam already knows he'll be getting his friend a Captain America Pez dispenser sometime soon. How could he not? For now, though, he says, "How do you load Pez wrong, anyway?"
Bucky turns his phone around, showing Sam the clip that prompted his outburst.
"Holy shit!" Sam says, reaching for his own phone. "No way."
He sits back with a groan a moment later. "It's fake. Wouldn't work. Pez even made a statement," he reports morosely.
Bucky sighs, shoulders sagging. "At least I haven't been doing it wrong for the last ninety years," he says, looking wistful. "Or, I guess, I wasn't doing it wrong 90 years ago. I don't remember the last time I had a Pez."
Sam shakes his head, abandoning his TV scrolling in favor of the Amazon app on his phone. Bucky's new Captain America Pez dispenser will be here tomorrow.