Steve walked up to where Dot sat sketching and writing random formulas.
"What is that Stark brain coming up with now?"
"My brother is working on some government stuff."
"So naturally, you stole it."
Dot laughed softly. "Not stealing just borrowing and improving."
Steve sat down and sighed. "So you know my friend Bucky?"
Dot looked at Steve. "You mean the guy who is a worse Playboy than my brother?"
Steve groaned slightly. "I swear he's not that bad."
"What about Bucky?" Dot asked, seeing the panic building in Steve's eyes.
"Would you be willing to go on a date with him?"
Dot rolled her eyes and grabbed her stuff. "Wow, he sent you to do his dirty work." She walked off with a sigh. "Men."
Steve sat confused about what had just happened. Howard raised a brow, watching his sister storm off, then looked at Steve.
"What just happened?"
Steve looked at Howard and shrugged slightly. "I have no idea."
"What did you just say?"
"I asked if she wanted to go on a date with Bucky."
"Aah." Howard stated with realization. "Yeah, my sister prefers that men actually state their intentions themselves."
Steve sighed. "Okay, so that means Bucky has to charm her."
Howard laughed and started walking off. "Good luck with that."

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Stark Revenge: The Viper's Fangs
FanfictionSteve and Bucky aren't the only displaced people from the 40s. Howard Stark lost his sister to Hydra. How does the past dictate the futur