[He's sitting in the kitchen alone and the kettle's whistling. He's pissed. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he knows something's off. This isn't right.
His Nat. His Bucky... following around this Cap like they belong to him when they really don't. Nat moved out and Bucky's in meetings and press conferences all day. He didn't approve of this. This is on him for being lax. He needs to fix this.
In his mind, there was an unspoken agreement that each Cap doesn't touch each other's stuff.
He has some house calls to make.]
[Nat (version1)]
Hey, I was thinking about the new team and something about this situation doesn't sit right with me. I get wanting a smaller more intimate team, but what I don't get is why he'd pick my team over his own. You've been the Natasha he's been with all these years, not mine, and yet she's standing there by his side.
[Bucky (version1)]
Hey. [He lets himself into his place and sits on his bed]
[ETA: Avengers; Retired including rehab team]
The other version of me has taken 6 of us to join him in his Hollywood rendition of who we are and what we stand for. The rest of us still have work to do. The rehabilitation team will be on standby until we figure out what's going on.
[ETA: Cap!Bucky]
How's work?