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[deadthenred]

WHO: Spider-man and Bucky
WHERE: Some place with pizza, probably.
WHEN: An ordinary night.
WARNINGS: N/A
SUMMARY: Bucky has never had pizza, and this is horrifying.
FORMAT: Whatever!

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SO SORRY

[incywincyhero]

[ Spidey's been having a boring patrol, which is the only reason he's bothered to stop on the rooftop opposite and watch the kid who's just left the gym. But now that he's looking, he realizes the guy looks familiar. It takes a moment to place Bucky because Peter's only ever seen him years older or in black and white with a mask on, but place him he does.

He watches him walking down the street for a few moments before he shrugs to himself and bounds across the street, landing on the lamppost right above Bucky's head. ]

Hey! It's Bucky, right?

[ He plays out a webline until he's hanging upside-down, just above eye level. ]

Bit late for cardio, isn't it?

[incywincyhero]

Trust me, in this town? I'm just another costumed clown.

[deadthenred]

I guess there are a lot of them that come through here, huh?

[He puts his hand into his pocket and shifts his weight around some.]

You're the one who knows where we're going.

We can skip forward to the pizza place if you want?

[incywincyhero]

[ He makes a sweeping bow, gesturing in the direction of the pizza place. ]

Right this way, monsieur!

sure, probably a good idea

[deadthenred]

[The pizza place wasn't too impressive, at first. It didn't have any white tablecloths or candles or tiny vases anywhere. This didn't bother Bucky, who was generally too much of a cheapskate to seek out the places that'd serenade you with violin music. Not that the music that was playing suited him much better, but he was used to that.]

So?

[He wanted to see what Spider-man would do. There were a lot of choices in pizza, it seemed, and it was a bit overwhelming.]

This is making me crave pizza.

[incywincyhero]

[ Spidey stood a little back from the counter, looking at the menu written in chalk on the wall. ]

Hmmm, well, it's hard to go wrong with the plain cheese, but that is a little basic ... Supreme's also a good one, but only if you like mushrooms, olives, and pepper ... pepperoni's a classic, but sausage is also good ... no way are we getting you anchovy...

yes...and I won't be able to get food for another several hours

[deadthenred]

You don't like anchovies?

[Bucky has made up his mind to try as many toppings as possible. So, he looks at the list with a renewed interest. It seems like you can't just say "everything," you have to follow one of their set pizza groupings.]

[incywincyhero]

On pizza? Or, for that matter, ever? [ He exaggerates a shudder. ]

My personal favorite's pepperoni, but there are lots of other good ones. Something catch your eye?

[deadthenred]

I want everything.

[He says this very matter-of-fact.]

[incywincyhero]

Oh, uh...

[ Headscratch. ]

A worthy goal, but maybe start with two or three different slices to try...

[deadthenred]

I don't mean everything. I just want as much stuff as they can fit onto the triangle.

[He squints a bit. There's no way anyone's cheating Bucky Barnes out of the entire pizza adventure.]

I'm getting your money's worth out of this experience.

[incywincyhero]

[ He steps back a little, gesturing Bucky forward. ]

Well, I did offer. Pick your poison!

[deadthenred]

[Bucky explains to the nice man behind the counter his desire to have as many things on the pizza as possible, which causes the man to roll his eyes a bit and mark him down for a few of the most expensive slices they have. Bucky wasn't born yesterday, not by a long shot, but that outcome doesn't really disappoint him.

He waits for Spider-man to order, and wonders if he really does have a wallet. Because- there aren't any pockets in that costume, from what he can see...]

[incywincyhero]

[ Spidey steps forward and places his own order -- two slices pepperoni and two slices cheese, and a coke. Then he untucks a corner of his shirt and slides a money clip out of his utility belt. Luckily he has enough money to cover them both, although it's a near thing.

While they're waiting for the pizza, he half-turns back to Bucky and nods towards the scattering of tables. ]

Pick a spot, why doncha?

[deadthenred]

[Well, it didn't look like there was enough room in that suit for pockets. Bucky picked a booth next to a window. He sat down and spent some time fidgeting with the shakers for chilli peppers and parmasean cheese. Picking them up, weighing them, but not trying to consume their contents for now.]

Y'know, I don't really mind paying. For my own food, that is. [Not yours, Peter.]

[incywincyhero]

[ It's a good thing Spidey has enhanced agility and balance, because those are some overloaded trays he's carrying over to the table. He sets them down and then hooks a chair with his foot, turning it to sit backwards. ]

Hey, I said it was my treat, wasn't it? So it's my treat. Dig in.