Emo Soldier | The Fun Stark
Dancing had been a great way to burn off energy. Bucky had forgotten, actually, how much he liked it. It'd been a distraction back then, too, but that was kind of a different story. He'd always had a good time going out, charming dames and giving it a go on the dance floor. Everyone was always out to have a good time, escape the hardships of daily life and the war. Going to do the Charleston or the jitterbug or any other number of dances was always a treat and Bucky always tried to save enough money for him and Steve to be able to go out at the end of a long week to be able to do it.
He'd gotten so good at it that he never really had to think about the steps, which made it that much better to be a stress reliever and way to just cut loose and have a good time.
Bucky wanted to have a good time tonight, so getting to do something as light hearted as teach the younger Stark how to dance was pretty fun. He hoped he'd put it to good use and go surprise the younger Steve with his newly acquired skill.
"Flossing? Like your teeth?" He asked, as he was unaware of the pop culture reference and sort of phenomenon that all the kids were doing. "Do people do that?"
When he asked about people getting kicked, Bucky laughed. "Oh, it happened plenty. You'd be dancing and then you'd hear some dame a little ways away screech and hobble off the dance floor. Not me, of course. I never kicked a gal. Steve probably did."