File 006 | Bucky Barnes [Video]

[bucky_cap]

[Bucky's drunk. It's obvious the moment he turns on the video. There's a pile of empty bottles where he sits, at the base of the tree, so it's obvious this big guy with the high tolerance was TRYING to get drunk, though he likely hadn't intended to get THIS drunk. He's out in the biodome, a half-drank beer in his hand. His 'berry is propped up in

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[empyreanistic]

Heyheyhey but Germany, he's a nice-- a nice guy now! Yeah. Even though his boss back then was a total.. douche. Yeah. Douchenozzle. Robots? They had robots?

I want robots. We need robots!

[bucky_cap]

He was... was a douche when I was fightin' in the war! Germany, pfffft. Worked with the Red Shkull. Real ugly sononfabitch.

Yeah they had robotsh! But they were Nazi death robotsh. Not cool. So's 'Merica and the Alliesh kicked its ass.

[empyreanistic]

'COURSE WE DID! [America GRINS all bright and happy] 'Cause we're the bomb oh hey hey England is back DUDE you should... should talk to 'im. Post. On th' network, he was my big brother, so-- but he helped! In the war, with the Douchey McDoucherson German-boss-man. Yeah. KICKED THEIR ASSES~! [HANDS UP IN THE AIR America is an active drunk] We got robots TOO y'know. Better one. Better robots! WITH FLAGS ON 'EM!

[bucky_cap]

[Bucky throws his arm up at that, sloshing beer all over his arm.] Whoo! Invadersh! England? I- I should. Y'know that? I should. We... We had Union Jack n Spitfire n shtuff during the war. They were... They were shwell. Fer tea-drinkin' Brits.

Pffffft now they just got Captain Britain. [For some reason, Captain Britain makes him laugh. Loudly.]

[empyreanistic]

[It's okay, it makes him collapse in a pile of hysterical laughter and not answer for about a minute. Even when he does it's punctuated by giggles every word or so] I-- bet he drinksh TEA and tells his enemies ta-- ta [cue awful British accent] say, old chap, would you perhaps stop-- stop stealing that ring? That would be lovely! Righto then!

Threadjack to save British dignity.

[always_tea_time]

[England honestly has no idea what you're talking about, but he knows when he's being mocked. He's also in the same room as you now, Alfred, and quite drunk.

So he's going to clip you round the ear.]

Shut up.

/giggling

[bucky_cap]

HEY, hey don'... don' tell my country to shut up! All you tea-drinkersh got is CAPTAIN BRITAIN- [Oh god now he's laughing again.]

[empyreanistic]

OW. [Alfred whirls around to glare at him. But kind of. Does it unsteadily and has to cling onto England's arms] THat-- that HURT you bitch ooooooooooow!

[always_tea_time]

Oh come on, take a hit like a man.

[empyreanistic]

OH BRING IT BEYOTCH. [TACKLE]

[always_tea_time]

[FIGHT! Actually it's more like a drunken brawl of flailing limbs but England is quite good and drunken fighting.

KNEEING YOU IN THE STOMACH AMERICA.]

[empyreanistic]

[He lets out a VERY PAINED SOUND but tries to slam his shoulder into England's chest, yelling]

[always_tea_time]

[Makes an 'oof' sort of sound and retaliates with a arm twist.]

[empyreanistic]

[America just GROWLS in between yelps of "OWOWOWOWOW YOU JERK OW" and tries to knee him]

It's like they're making up for "hit those you love" week.

[always_tea_time]

[It hits him in the side and he grunts, sweeping his leg under America's unsteady feet.]

Well they haven't seen each other in a while. This is necessary!

[empyreanistic]

[America goes DOWN with a loud yelp and a crash, and promptly attaches himself to England's legs trying to bring him down too]