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mouthfulloftoothpasterry · 3 years

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A day with the Rowlands

Summary: The Styles family spends the evening with the Rowland family and announces something big!

Warnings/ disclaimer: it’s a new year for them! So it’s spring all over again just a different year :)

“Hello!” Mitch cheers walking into Harry and Y/n’s dimly lit cottage, the smell of a warm strawberry bread zipping through the air and into his nose. Harry peeks out from the corner of the kitchen, turning down the Fleet wood mac that was blasting through the old brown record player he had gotten from his dad when he first moved out. “Hello!” he sings back, greeting the family while he dries his hands on a cartoon frog printed tea towel.

Asher waddles over to Harry greeting him with a big smile on his face, showing off his small baby teeth. “Hi uncle H!” Asher exclaims before distracting himself with his best friend, Violet. Harry chuckles, brushing his hand over the back of the boy's head, moving aside to go greet his parents and baby sister. Y/n continues to work on the strawberry bread, saying ‘Hi’ to Asher and letting him hop up on the step stool that Violet was just on, asking her a couple of questions about what she was doing.

Sarah walks over, holding her six month old baby girl, Opal, in a black babybjorn strapped across her chest, the little girl bouncing her arms up and down. “Hi!” she smiles, Y/n turning around to greet the mother and her baby. The girls chat, Y/n cooing at Opal while they talk. “Okay, let’s head outside!” Harry announces, grabbing the snack trays they had just prepared and leading the way to the back door of the cottage that he for some reason always forgets to oil up.

The parents settle into the white patio furniture sitting close to the duck pod, sitting around and drinking wine while their little ones play together.

“How are the kids?” Mitch asks, sitting with his lanky legs crossed while he holds a stemmed wine glass between his fingers. Harry glances over at his wife, seeing if she wants to answer Mitch’s simmering question. “They are good, we just started homeschooling Violet and she’s actually enjoying it.” Harry slowly draws patterns on his wife’s thigh while he talks, giving her a gentle love pat while they can’t be cuddled and as mushy as they usually are.

“Oh, you decided to home school her?” Sarah pulls her attention to the adult conversation after watching the kiddies to make sure they didn’t wander off too close to the pond and take a dip.

Harry and Y/n nod, Y/n resting her hand over her husbands and giving it a squeeze. “Yeah, Violet has been loving it. She sings her ABC’s all over the house, and baby shark too. We have also been trying to teach her to write her name.” y/n explains, setting her wine glass (that is just filled with apple juice) down while she glances back at the four babies playing together.

The other set of parents smile, Sarah resting a hand over her chest in an awe-ing way. “She’s just adorable.” Mitch says, eating some of the strawberry bread that y/n and Violet had just freshly baked together. Harry and Y/n thank Mitch, the conversation going blank while they all zone in on their children, watching as they play together. Violet hands Asher a red bouncy ball, she was playing with them individually but they are a part of a mini ball pit, her and her brother love playing in that together. They all play together while their parents observe them, the little ones closer to their parents while they roll around in the well taken care of grass, getting grass stains on their onesies.

Violet toddles over to the table the adults were all sat at, standing on her little toes and peeking over the table. She slides her little hand over the snack tray sneakily and takes a good chunk of the strawberry bread, turning quickly, but her mumma is quicker. Y/n wraps an arm around the girl, pulling her back close to the group. “What are you doing with that big piece of bread, missy?” Y/n ask her daughter. Violet instantly puts on a sweet smile, “I’m sharing, mumma!” she says, the cheeky smiling remaining on her face while she speaks in her toddler gibberish. Y/n nods giving Violet the okay to walk back to her friends, who are actually more like family.

They get back to talking, their attention not the best at times from the four kids and the well over a dozen animals living in the backyard. Sarah and Y/n share recipes while Harry and Mitch talk about the animals and work. Mitch and Sarah work at a flower shop. It's actually their very own, they bought the building a couple years ago and started their own business up in the town. Harry visits as often as he can and always ends up buying a big bouquet for Y/n. They always design the most beautiful bundles of flowers.

“Getting a lot of business right now?” Mitch nods at Harry's words, pulling the red wine from his lips, the crimson liquid leaving a stain on his thin lips.

He rests a beat before he answers, swallowing down the wine. “Yeah, it's spring time now so people are buying flowers a lot more. Never like February though.” Mitch always rambles on about how Sarah and his flowers are such a hot commodity during February since valentine's day is just around the corner and people like to ‘wow’ their partners all month long. “Yeah,” Harry hums, closing his eyes, relaxing and listening to the wind brush the trees around, the leaves rustling together and branches hitting each other.

They decided it’s time for a proper snack break, (they had planned a late lunch together) so they put the kiddies playing to a stop, telling them it’s time to eat and properly hydrate.

Their parents serve them, sticking some fruit and some pinwheels on their plate made with vegan meat. They started getting it not too long ago and it’s a good way of tricking their kids into thinking they are eating real meat, even though they haven’t actually even meat before.

Y/n feeds Forest a bottle while they all eat, he's started to hold the bottle himself so she can actually eat with everyone.

They eat in silence for a while, their toddlers babbling while they eat, training fruit with each other because Violet likes strawberries more than pineapple and Asher likes pineapple more than strawberries. They sit around and eat a bit more, waiting for the sun to go down so they can start their bonfire and roast some marshmallows for the s’mores they planned to make.

The sun has finally gone down, the temperature has dropped making both family's wrap up in the quilts Harry brought out, violet of course helping him by lugging the end of one.

They are sitting around a campfire, cuddled up in some wooden folding chair that Harry had picked up at a vintage furniture store a couple of months ago. The two family’s roast marshmallows, the crackle of the fire getting louder and louder.

Asher and Violet sit together, in the same wooden chair, bundled under one of Violet's favorites quilts, their daddy’s sitting on their side of them. “Here, baby honey” Harry says, blowing on the small s’more he had made violet. She smiles big, taking it between her chubby hands, blowing on it like her daddy had before her so she wouldn’t burn her heart shaped lips. She watches the way Asher looks at her chocolate and marshmallow treat, furrowing her eyebrows.

“Make Ash s’mores!” She says, leaning over to talk to her “uncle” Mitch. The group laughs, Mitch nodding and poking the marshmallow with a stick to start roasting the marshmallow for his boy. After he roasted the marshmallow he assembled the s’more, giving it to the little boy.

Y/n glances at Harry, making eye contact with her husband for a split second before she looks back at the snapping fire, giving him the hint that she wants to tell their closest friends about baby number three. Harry nods at her, clearing his throat. He drums on his thighs awkwardly now that he has the group's attention. He smiles softly, pushing his circle lenses up his nose, “Um, we have a small announcement, right, doll?” Harry asks, looking at his wife lovingly.

Y/n nods anxiously, smiling back at her husband.

“What’s up, H?” Sarah asks, Opal balanced on the top of her thighs. “Well, we're having baby number three.” Sarah and Mitch gasp, their kiddies remaining unfazed by the announcement since they are too young to understand pregnancy. Mitch and Sarah look at each other, their hands clutched over their mouths while they smile brightly. “You’re pregnant?!” Sarah shouts, standing up and maneuvering around the fire to give the now mother of three a warm hug.

Y/n nods excitedly with a big smile, hugging Sarah from the side since she’s carrying Opal on her hip.

“Congrats man!” Mitch says, giving Harry a big hug and a couple of pats on the back. Harry bashfully thanks his best friend, letting Mitch break the hug before he sits back down. “So three kids now? Is this the last Styles baby?” Harry shrugs at Mitch's questions, rubbing his eyes, trying to wipe off the big grin that spreads up to his eyes.

“Maybe, we never know” Y/n answers for him, Harry threading their hands together. The couple across from them smiles, happy for their friends.

Y/n and Harry couldn’t be more excited for the third Styles baby. Ever since Harry and Y/n found out about their sprout they have been talking about it non stop. They have talked about the possibility of having another little violet or having another Forest, they both came to the conclusion that they do not care. They want all their babies to be happy and healthy, they don’t care about it being a boy or a girl. They have been discussing thoughts about a nursery for their newest sprout, deciding that they would just have the little one sleep in their room so they all feel safer.

They have never been happier.

Mitch dusts off his hands, sighing. “Well I guess it’s time for us to head home. Thanks for having us over. It was great to see the five of you” Mitch teases, taking the last sip of his wine and smiling as his eyes darting down to y/n’s belly. The adults laugh, standing up to give each other a goodbye hug, saying their goodbyes to one another.

Harry leads them to the door, the kids trailing behind all of them. “Thanks for coming. I’ll see you soon, mate.” Harry says, waving bye to the Rowland family while he grasps the inside of the door. They let out a chorus of “Byes!” Before they all buckle into the car, Harry closes the door while the other family rolls out of their family and through the gate.

“Well, let’s get you monsters to bed.”

Hiii!! Thank you for reading! I’m sorry this is so messy but the third styles baby is official!! they are growing and soon enough will be here!! you guys have been so supportive and amazing with everything, i cant put it into words. Thank you all so much. <3<3 I’m gonna start a tag list (i only have one person so far) so let me know if you wanna be on it please!! you can send in a ask or just dm, whatever!!<3 Thank you again!!

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cutegirlmayra · 6 years

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Sonamy Week - Pokemon

30th Jul – pokemon

(Comin’ in early, lol)

Prompt 1----

Sonic pouted as he was released from his Pokeball, sitting on the ground with his arms folded in contempt. How could Chris be leaving him here? Of all places! In a Daycare center!

“Come on, Sonic. It won’t be for long.” Chris bent himself down, his bronze hair spiking up on different ends as the Caretaker man nodded with approval.

“That’s right! After all, we’re here to help you grow strong. Nice fresh air, No longer bundled up in your pokeball—many pokemon enjoy the freedoms and hospitalities that the Daycare offers!”

Sonic only narrowed his eyes to the man, and then looked back with silent judgment at Chris.

He wasn’t going to forgive so easily… nor see it their way anytime soon.

Chris smiled sweetly but sweated a little in realizing Sonic was going to stay upset and feeling betrayed by him. “It’s only for a couple of days. I have to train the others and… well,” he put his hand behind his head, his smile growing sheepish. “I kinda favor you too much, Sonic… I need to learn to use my whole team and not rely on you so much. You understand, don’t you? I just want you to have fun, make some friends, and get stronger so that when we meet again… we can take on that gym and not be caught off-guard like last time.” He formed a fist and held it out to his little buddy. “Come on, Sonic… I promise I won’t be gone long.”

Sonic had turned his head, down and away. But with the gentle pleading from Chris, he looked up and lost some of his rebellious fire. He sighed and fist-pumped him, smiling slightly before losing it when Chris started to walk away.

“I know I can count on you, Sonic! Take care! I’ll be back real soon!” he waved as he ran off, leaving Sonic staring with his ears drawing back and his shoulders rising in sorrow.

Never had he felt so alone before… not since he met Chris.

He yawned only a few moments later while sitting in a tree he had found in the Daycare’s backyard nature enclosure and just ate some yummy berries and apples for a while.

He took the large, plumb red thing and gobbled it in one bite, chewing and savoring the taste a moment out of boredom before hearing a pleasant shrill from below.

“Hmm?” he turned to look down and blink his eyes in curiosity.

A pink pokemon, mostly squatting underneath the tree had her eyes hovering daintily upon his form in the tree. As if by instinct, she tried to climb the tree, but kept slipping and looking disappointed that she couldn’t make her way up to him. She threw a mini-tantrum and summoned what looked to be a hammer, using it to hit the tree to try and knock him out.

Out of surprise and how quickly this whole interaction was going, Sonic bounced at the blows from the tree and clung to it, not liking her forceful approach after failing the direct route.

She huffed and breathed hard, before tearing up and shouting, “AMY! Amy Rose!”

He flicked an ear, that must be her name.

“Sonic!” he cried down but huffed his nose in a bit of annoyance. Who does this Amy Rose think she is? Demanding him to come down and introduce himself.

She seemed to lighten up now that he had responded to her his name, before stomping her foot and pouting again. Such a fickle creature…

She continued to try and pressure him out of the tree, but after a moment of her bantering he lay back down on the comfy branch he had found and took another apple from behind himself. He took a bite and chewed, watching her continue to shake her arms about and get him to come down so she could properly meet him. He ended up closing his eyes and turning his back, tossing the apple over his shoulder and having it fall and gently whack her in the face.

The force had her teeter a little off center, but her eyes quickly shifted to pointed arrows to reveal her discomfort.

She rubbed her head,… glaring up at him and now silently plotting her next move…

Unwilling to yield, she took her hammer and slammed the ground, getting some lift.

“Ahh!~” she happily left the ground and felt like she was floating up towards him, and as he turned his head to look lazily back at her, he followed with his eyes to see her fly straight over the tree.

“AHHHH!!!” She cried out as she flew too far and ended up crashing into another tree behind his own.

He thought that was funny.

She dusted off the branches from her head, having a bigger red spot on her head from the impact, and looked sorrowfully back at the new arrival.

Frustrated, she held back her tears, raising her arms a bit up by her sides and stomping away, kicking down bushes to trample over them and get as far away from her embarrassment as possible.

Chris came back a little while later, asking about Sonic, but not taking him back just yet.

“How’s he doing?”

“Well… They don’t seem to get along very well.”

“Who?”

“There’s this pokemon here that has never been retrieved since being dropped off here many years ago. She’s a wonderful pokemon. Always caring for and protecting the weaker pokemon that we take in here. She’s really quite sweet, but I’m afraid they’ve been rather at odds with each other, especially as of late…”

The Old caregiver, turning from having his face to the phone where Chris’s image was on a screen, shifted to see Amy racing after Sonic. “You’ve got quite a Hasty Natured friend, dear trainer. I’m afraid it’s making her rather Bold.”

“He may seem like a Hasty nature-“ Chris began, looking kindly to the man. “But I think he’s rather Lonely at heart.”

“Heh-heh, quite right.” The old man nodded, turning back to the camera with an understanding smile on his face. “I’ve seen cases like this before. Usually, it just takes some time for the two to get used to each other. And if I know Amy Rose, she’s not the kind of pokemon to leave a friend in need!”

“I’ll leave you all to him then.” Chris bowed a little from the screen.

“We’ll do our best.” The old man bowed back and hung up the phone, before sighing and looking out at the two again. “But really… those two have made quite a racket.” He rubbed his bald head before his wife came in, holding some baby pokemon in her arms.

“Is everything alright, deary?”

He waved a carefree hand to her, “Not to worry, my love. Just some drama out back. You know how it can be sometimes with new pokemon entering the daycare.”

The wife ‘oh’d and turned to the window, peering out, and being sure to lean just enough to where she could be unspotted from the rest of the world outside. “My~ Do you think they just need time?”

“Probably a little more than time.” The old man hooted, before lovingly walking over to his wife and holding her a moment. “After all, it’s not like we haven’t been in the same predicament before! Heh-heh-heh!”

“Oh, you tease.” She shook her head to him before the two laughed once more and shared a light peck on the cheek.

“Whelp, I’m off to work.”

“Same here. Be safe, deary.”

He nodded and put on some boots to do some cleaning out back, and then walked out.

As he did so, the wind sped by him, sweeping his loose clothes from his frail, thin body and having them rapidly ripple to the side. “What in blue blazes-?”

Blue as it ever could be, Sonic was trying desperately to avoid this rather spirited pokemon. He leaped over the pond where curious pokemon looked above them to see what was going on and spun deep into a Diglett hole.

He burrowed himself down, snickering, before being rooted out by Amy as she took hold of his foot and started tugging.

Not long after, he started fighting back. Growling even, though very mild, to see if that would sway her away from him. Nothing worked, and in the end, he just hung out on his tree where no matter how many times she tried to find a solution to getting to him, he would remain untouchable.

He yawned as the day began to set, before looking down and seeing her plop down by the base of his tree, finally seeming defeated.

He smiled, raising an eyebrow and took out some berries, chewing on them before he hearing soft sniffles.

Now, Sonic was notorious for his big heart, but no one here knew that.

Looking down, he could hardly ignore in blissful ignorance the soft crying of this tender pokemon… Although, granted, strong… She still seemed rather hearty.

She wiped her eyes and kept her face down. An odd kinship rose in Sonic, seeing as she was the female version of his particular species…

He groaned, moving an arm from behind his head and letting it dangle off the side of the branch while his neck arched back to let his head push off the branch.

He stood upright, annoyed again, before looking to the two Nidorina and Nidorino huddled up beside each other. They were sporting the typical Blue and Pink that their species usually had to distinguish itself by, and the two nudged gently their noses together before falling asleep.

Pouting at the sight, Sonic looked at the berries in his hand.

Was it right to be completely alone? Waiting on Chris?

Sounded boring now that he thought about it.

He gave up, hearing another small whimper from her and smacked his hand into his face, dragging the skin down with it as he decided to come down.

She kept rubbing her eyes and keeping her head down, even as he landed in front of her.

Finally, by shaking some berries in front of her, she opened one eye and looked surprised by his presence.

He smiled.

The friendly gesture led her to question him at first, before reaching a hand over and taking a berry.

She nibbled at first before her eyes lit up and started eating it rapidly down the hatch.

For some reason, feeding her fulfilled something in him, and he quickly ran around collecting more berries for her to munch on.

He sat and enjoyed watching her eat the berries he collected, as a light-hearted conversation began.

They were laughing, oddly enough, to one another and seeming to have a merry time. But when the Murkrow sounded the beginning of the night, Amy Rose looked up at the tree’s branch he was always situation on.

She looked back down at the ground, sorrowful.

Sonic looked to her face, then the tree’s branch.

He thought about what Chris had told him to do… make friends…

He closed his eyes and smiled wider. It wasn’t like he could refuse at this point.

Without another second, a loving look was given to Amy, and she was swept off her feet and carried up the tree like a gust of wind to a leaf.

She was amazed at first, but star-gazed and enjoyed the view from up top. She embraced him with eager noises of delight, as he couldn’t help but hold her, seeing as one false move and she’d be toppling down back to the ground again.

It almost nearly happened, and when he felt his grip around her waist slacken, and her body start to lean back, he immediately used all his muscle-reflex to grab her back to the steadiness of the branch and pull her towards him.

There was a brief pause under the rising moon…

But then Amy Rose slowly adjusted herself and turned her back to his chest, laying back and holding his arms that were now secured around her waist.

She smiled back to him, “Amy.” She stated. “Amy Rose.”

Her beautiful closed, but friendly smile sparked something in him.

“…Sonic.” He properly spoke this time. “Sonic The Hedgehog.”

Her eyes beamed at hearing his full name for the first time and nodded. She leaned back into him again, resting her eyes and tilting her head towards his.

He couldn’t help it. He just held her there, staring at a pokemon who would go through any lengths to receive a proper introduction.

He admired her for that… her determination, before looking up to the sky and pondering more about the stars, the universe… and maybe even a bit about fate.

“Ah! Chris!” The old man placed down his broom and held something inside his long daycare robe. “I assume you’re ready to pick up Sonic?”

“That’s right.” Chris looked to have a greater fire within him now. He must have felt ready to take on the gym again, and this time, him and Sonic—and the rest of his team—would not fail like last time. “How’s he been?”

“Oh, just fine!” The old man beamed, “They’re getting along very well.”

“Huh? Oh, you mean that Amy Rose pokemon?”

“That’s right.” He lead Chris into the back, as something protruded from his slightly exposed chest.

“Huh?” Chris was curious enough to ask, “What’s that? Underneath your robe?”

“Oh, this?” The old caretaker pulled out an egg. “Curiously enough, we just found this laying around outside the daycare center! It oftentimes has happened where we’ll find an egg, but this one is of a curious design and nature. We’re not quite sure how they get here. Would you like to take care of it?”

“R-really?” Chris held out his hands as the Old man passed the mysterious egg to him. “It’s so light!”

“Yes, we believe it drifted down from the trees.” The man mused. “The wind was tossing it all around when we found it, had to run it down and catch it! Curious little things of nature, aren’t they?”

“Certainly, sir.” Chris held the egg with great care, before seeing something blue rushing to greet him. “Sonic!”

Chris placed the egg protectively to the side and caught Sonic with the other, as he leaped into his arms and held him in a tight embrace for a moment.

“My! What an expression of devotion to one’s trainer!” The old man praised, wiping a single tear from his eye. “He must have truly missed you.”

“Haha, I missed you too buddy!” Chris placed him down and showed him the egg, wondering if Sonic would like to sniff it. “Look what the daycare man gave me!”

Sonic didn’t see anything special about it. However, was curious enough to let the tip of his nose smell it.

It smelled familiar…

A slight chirpish, bark was heard from behind the three men, as Sonic turned with delight to stand and beckon her to him.

She was hiding behind the daycare wall… timid and afraid of a new trainer…

“Is that her?” Chris asked, seeing the kind reaction Sonic had to her and how shy she was acting…

“Yes… poor thing. We’re certain that her trainer abandoned her.” The Old caregiver sighed, “Such a waste of youth and a perfectly good pokemon companion…”

“…” Chris thought long and hard, seeing Sonic try and coax her out from the corner, but she still seemed rather hesitant. “…Mr. Daycare man?”

He turned to him, “Yes, my dear boy?”

“…I know you’ve already been so kind to me… and I wouldn’t want to ask more than I should but…” he looked at the egg, “Maybe…”

He was about to pass the egg back, hoping to exchange it for something else, but the Daycare man knew the thoughts of his heart before he even spoke them.

“No, take them. They deserve a kind-hearted trainer like yourself.” He gently pushed the egg back to his side and smiled as he gestured for Chris to approach Amy.

“Her name is Amy Rose. She’s the female variant of Sonic. I hope you’ll take good care of her.” Then, with a swipe of his daycare robe, he revealed her Pokeball. It was a Heal Ball, pink and perfect, shining in the morning light.

He took the ball and walked over to Sonic, bending down and trying to coax her out too. “It’s alright, I won’t hurt you. I wanted to thank you for taking care of Sonic for me while I wasn’t around. I know he can be a bit… anti-social…”

Sonic looked back at him with some resentment at him stating that… but knew it was slightly true and rolled his eyes.

“I have an egg here. I’m not really sure how to care for baby pokemon… but I heard you have experience with taking care of smaller pokemon here at the daycare. I would be very grateful if you accompanied me and helped raise it to be a good pokemon, along with helping Sonic come out of his shellish ball a little bit.”

Sonic nudged his side, making Chris laugh as he seemed embarrassed and looked away. Chris could tell he was different, in a better way, of course.

“Will you?” he offered her the Pokeball.

She stared at her old Pokeball a moment, before looking to Sonic, still clinging to the daycare’s corner wall.

He nodded to her, striking a confident pose with his hands on his hips. ‘Join him.’ His eyes engaged hers, ‘Join us.’

She stared a moment longer back at Chris.

With adventure in her excitement, she gleefully jumped into Chris’s arms.

The Heal Ball swallowed her up in a burst of light, and Chris rose up and held it high. “Alright! I caught an Amy Rose!”

Sonic jumped up in joy too, matching the pose with an even cooler one, before coming back down and giving him a thumbs up and a signature wink.

“I’m happy you made a friend, Sonic.” Chris smiled sweetly, as Sonic nodded his head.

Amy popped out of the Pokeball, hugging and loving on Sonic as he nervously took her affections and looked the other way.

“Amy!” she greeted, just a slightly higher pitch than normal. “Amy Rose!”

He turned slowly back to her, a look of regrettable charmed awareness that he was hoping wouldn’t show through as his eyelids bent back to show some further care for her than simply a new friend…

“Sonic.” He spoke out, “Sonic The Hedgehog.”

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buckybarnesappreciationsociety · 6 years

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Season of Change

Summary: Season change meant a time of renewal for Bucky. As the leaves turned colors, rejuvenated his mind, body and spirit, by working out, sitting outside in silence thanking whatever god it is for his wonderful life, and spending more time with his wife and daughter.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Samiyah Barnes (character of color), and Josslyn Natalia Barnes.

OFC: Sam, Thor, Steve, Tony, Clint, Laura, Cooper, Lila and Nathaniel.

Word Count: 1,318

A/N: @promarvelfangirl, congratulations on your milestone 2K followers. I hope you’re pleased.

My prompt: falling leaves

Autumn ushered in falling leaves and their color change from green to vibrant reds, yellows, and orange.

Bucky loved this time of year because he said it was a time of rebirth, including himself. He worked hard to be the best husband and father to Samiyah and Joss.

Josslyn Natalia Barnes loved leaves also. Bucky always raked a few into a small pile just for her.

Bucky would stand back and watch as his “cupcake” ran on her small legs, jump into the pile and laugh.

He lived for carefree moments like this; he deserved carefree moments like this!

Joss stood on a padded wrap around bench attached to the wall of the sunroom window, pressed her tiny face to the glass, smiling at her daddy in the yard. Her curly black hair bounced as she waved and laughed.

Taking a water break and wiping his sweaty face, Bucky lifted his head to see his baby girl smiling; her noticeable deep dimples and little teeth on display. Acknowledging her presence, Bucky blew her a kiss.

In return, Joss kissed her chubby hand and laid it on the window. It was the cutest gesture; her version of blowing a kiss back to her daddy.

She longed to go outside and play in her pile of leaves.

Testing her stealth skills, Joss tip-toe to her mommy’s office, unable to contain her giggling.

Pretending not to see her, Samiyah smiled at Joss’ effort to be quiet.

“I wonder who’s in the hall?”

“Moooommy, I go outshide and pway in the leebs pwease?.”

“Sweetheart, when daddy’s finished raking, I’m sure he’ll have your small pile, but it’s nap time okay?”

Pouting and dragging her Black Widow bear, Joss trudged into her room and climbed onto her big girl bed.

Bucky stealthily entered Samiyah’s offce wrapping his massive arms around her.

“Shit Bucky, you scared me!” She turned around, giving him a chaste kiss.

“Hey where’s Cupcake? Down for her nap?” Bucky opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water.

“Yes. She really wants to play in the leaves.”

“I’ll go see if she’s asleep.”

Walking down the hall, Bucky noticed Joss with her back to the door. She felt her daddy’s presence and flipped over on her back smiling..

“Daaaaddy. I go sheep now.”

“Yes baby. After you take a nap, we’ll go outside. Cooper, Lila and Nathaniel are coming over later.”.

Sitting up on her bed, Joss could hardly contain her excited.

“Coopew, Yiya and Nade? Yayyyyyyyyy. Okay, I go sheep now. I wuv you daddy.”

“I love you too baby girl.”

Samiyah came from their bedroom wearing only a silk bathrobe. Her eye lust blown, beckoning for Bucky.

“Hey Sarge. I think you need a shower.” She dropped the robe, naked body on display.

Closing the door gently, Bucky almost fell trying to taking his clothes off. “Damn woman, you’re some kinda breathtaking.”

Bucky carried Samiyah bridal style into the bathroom, sitting the monitor on the sink. They wanted to hear if Joss woke up.

The monitor was shut off on their end, just in case the noise level rose.

Meanwhile, Steve, Tony and Nat wanted to have a bar-b-que. Samiyah offered their backyard. There was an apple, pear and peach tree on the side of the yard. Their double decks were screened in. Chaise lounge chairs, 3 tables, Joss’ purple table and chairs sat in the corner. A 42 inch flat screen tv hung in the corner.

At 4:00 p.m., the caterers arrived setting up the scrumptious feast. Ribs, chicken, hot dogs, sausage, potato salad, baked beans, and deviled eggs. A vast array of dessert; strawberry and chocolate cheesecake, apple and blueberry pies, and chocolate chip cookies for the kids.

To say it was a huge spread wouldn’t do it justice.

Bucky heard the front gate buzz. Bucky opened the wrought iron gate and shook his head at the sleek black limo coming up the winding driveway.

Although Hydra was all but eradicated, Bucky didn’t take any chances. The security system Tony had installed surpassed the U.S. MInts system.

One by one, everyone got out and greeted Bucky. They don’t see each other as often as they used to, so Tony commandeered the Barnes’ house for a soiree.

Grabbing a few beers, Clint passed one to Sam and Tony. Steve and Bucky sipped on some of Thor’s Asgardian mead. Nat and Wanda enjoyed a glass of red wine.

Wanda looked around for Samiyah and Joss. “Where’s Miyah and my favorite 3 year old?”

“Miyah’s dressing Joss. She should be out soon,” Bucky replied.

Excited to see her aunts and uncles, Joss ran out of the door into Nat’s outstretched arms.

“Hey sugar plum. how are you?” Wanda kissed her chubby cheek.

“I pine Te Nat, Te Ando. I wuv you.” Joss kissed Nat’s jaw, leaving wetness.

Samiyah sipped on a glass of iced tea. Wanda and Nat thought that was strange; she loved Moscato.

Joining Laura, Nat and Wanda, Samiyah loved catching up in the latest gossip

“Why aren’t you drinking?,” Nat inquired.

Sipping on her tea, Samiyah shrugged, “No reason. Just wanted something different.”

“Mmmhmm.” Laura folded her arms over her chest.

“Myah, are you pregnant?” Wanda could hardly contain her happiness.

Placing a hand over Wanda’s mouth, Samiyah mouthed ‘yes’.

Nat almost gave it away when she laughed and clapped.

“Chill out Nat. Bucky doesn’t know yet.”

Zipping her mouth and throwing away the key, Nat agreed to keep quiet.

Cooper, Lila, Nathaniel and Joss had fun throwing the crunchy leaves in the air, trying to catch one as they fell.

“Wookie daddy. We pway in leebes.” Joss did get the play in the leaves with the Barton kids.

Bucky beamed watching his daughter playing and laughing. Sometimes he’d pinch himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming.

Steve pulled him out of his daze. “Hey pal, I’m proud of ‘ya. Finally got your happily ever after.”

Catching a tear before it fell from his eye, Bucky could only nod; he was overcome with joy.

Dinner was served. Bucky, Steve and Thor piled their plates high.

“Damn did y’all leave any food for us?”

“Shut up bird boy, there’s plenty.” Bucky waved his fork in Sam’s face.

The men sat near the pool, chewing while Thor got a crash course on football.

Bucky excused him from the group. Grabbing Samiyah’s hand, they walked towards the kitchen.

“Sweetheart what’s wrong??” Steve got up to follow and Tony told him to let Samiyah handle it.

“Sorry doll, m’just happy is all. Didn’t mean to scare ‘ya.”

Standing on her toes, Samiyah kissed him deeply.

“Mr. Barnes, this is all real. Joss and I love you with all our heart. And I’m sure our son or daughter will love you just as much.”

Y-y-you’re pregnant??” Awestruck, Bucky’s eyes almost bulged out of his head.

Shaking her head, Samiyah confirmed, “Yes James. I’m 4 weeks. I know we haven’t ta-”

“HEY I’M GONNA BE A DAD AGAIN!!”

A rousing chorus of congratulations and applause greeted Bucky and Samiyah.

Bucky got bent down, talking to his future son or daughter.

“Hey in there. This is your daddy. I can’t wait to meet ‘ya. Your big sister’s gonna be so excited. I love ‘ya so much.”

For James Buchanan Barnes, this was definitely a season of change. As he marvelled at Samiyah, Joss, and his unborn son or daughter.

No, he wasn’t dreaming; they were his happily ever after.

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