Protectxthem - Tumblr Posts
Becca had known Steve her entire life. He was as much her brother as Bucky was. Which meant taking care of each other. Especially now that Bucky was going away to war.
"Jimmy said you guys split up last night," Rebecca's eyes narrowed suspiciously. Steve, on his own, usually meant he was doing something stupid.
"What did you do?"
@flashbacksech0esashΒ asked: "STEVEN GRANT ROGERS!" (From Rebecca Barnes)
Unprompted asks | Always Accepting
"What?!" He groans, tilting his head back. He leans his head forward and purses his lips together, looking at Rebecca. "What did I do now?" He questions, wrinkling his nose a bit.
"Steve, I know you, I've known you nearly my entire life. What did you do?" He wasn't in a jail cell, so that was something.
But Becca was smart enough to know that Steve hadn't come straight home, he'd done something.
"C'mon, fess up."
@flashbacksech0esashΒ asked: "STEVEN GRANT ROGERS!" (From Rebecca Barnes)
Unprompted asks | Always Accepting
"What?!" He groans, tilting his head back. He leans his head forward and purses his lips together, looking at Rebecca. "What did I do now?" He questions, wrinkling his nose a bit.
Becca sighed, Steve fighting was nothing new, and maybe it was because Bucky had left for Europe this morning, but she felt responsible for Steve now that her brother wasn't here to protect him.
"Come on, let me see. How bad is it?"
@flashbacksech0esashΒ asked: "STEVEN GRANT ROGERS!" (From Rebecca Barnes)
Unprompted asks | Always Accepting
"What?!" He groans, tilting his head back. He leans his head forward and purses his lips together, looking at Rebecca. "What did I do now?" He questions, wrinkling his nose a bit.
@protectxthem: !Starter call and wheel of Doom! (For Hank)
She didn't see much of her uncle most days. It was fine, if not a little lonely helping the brain in a jar keep tabs on everyone still frozen. She supposed her mom meant a different vault for all the times she mentioned a good one, because this one sucked. Two people came to visit her: Betty, and her uncle. He went by Hank now, too, which she wasn't sure she liked. The door releases behind her, and she didn't bother to turn just yet.
"Hi, aunt Betty. I'm coming." she called back, and she froze when she did finally turn. "Oh. Hey uncle Hen-Hank. Long time no see. I didn't think you'd come all the way back to 31." His visits were rare before Aunt Betty let her know he became overseer. He'd had an entire family before she'd been woken up.
"I'm really not interested in marrying anyone to come to vault 33, if you're coming to ask again. It's not so bad with the jar, and marriage, no offense, sounds awful." she started, nervous as to what he wanted.