*The story continues...
Steve got a call on his phone. It took a while for him to figure out how to pick it up. "This fucking phone." He growled. Language. Steve thought to himself. "Hello."
"Hey. I need your help." An all too familiar voice came out of the phone. Bucky. He's alive!
"Buck! Where are you! Actually, scratch that, I'm coming to find you-"
"Are you going to help me or not?" Bucky was beginning to sound desperate. Had Stark caught up to him already?
Steve took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair. He closed his eyes and leaned back on his chair. Bucky is alive. Bucky is okay. We gotta go-
"STEVE! ARE YOU STILL THERE?" Steve's thoughts were cut short by his best friend shouting into the phone.
"What happened!"
"I'm kind of stuck on a magnet."
"I'm on my way Buck. Don't do anything stupid until I get there." Steve hung up and went to go rescue his magnetic friend.
Ok. So that was my weak attempt at writing fanfic. It kind of sucked, but hey, I tried and I liked it.
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