#barnes reader

*Bucky*

“Do I have to go, Papa?” You asked, referring to the first real school you would have ever went to. You were entering the first grade. “Yes, you do. Now, come on, I don’t want to see you late on your first day of school.” He said and guided you to the classroom. Mrs. Sheppard’s classroom. You tightly held onto your papa’s jean covered leg as the two of you got to the door with the blonde, average height, skinny, and green-blue eyed woman stood in front of it. Your gripped tightened on Bucky’s jeans. “Hi,“ she bent down to your height, “are you Ms. Barnes?” She nicely asked. You didn’t answer, just shifted around uncomfortably. “I know this is your first time being in a school, but I can tell you it is very excited and you’ll learn a lot.” She encouraged with a smile, you noticed her voice was a higher pitch versus other people you met in the past. You whimpered and hid your face away from her. You wanted to burst into tears and run away, not to come back. “May I talk to her for a while?” Bucky asked.

The teacher agreed before your papa and you walked down the hall some to get privacy. You moved as Bucky nudged you from his leg and getting on his knees. “Why are we afraid?” He gently asked. You searched his eyes, oh how you wanted to cry. “I can’t,” you stated. He engulfed you in a hug, your tears finally escaped. You curled up into his soft fabric sweatshirt. “They’re going to think I’m weird.” You cried. “Shh, no they are not.” He said and ran a hand up and down your back. It took a few moments as he calmed you down to a normal level. “That’s better. That’s my big girl.” He whispered and dried some of your tears. “Are you ready now?” You nodded. You took a large breath like Bucky taught you. “Why is something scary?” He asked. “Because I’m about to do something really, really brave.” You replied before he kissed your forehead and you walked in the class.

*Tony*

You were and weren’t ready for school. In the morning, you were so mixed with emotions that you couldn’t even close your backpack correctly and threw it, not very far, only about three inches. “Hey, hey, let’s not being throwing stuff.” Pepper stated and walked over to you. Your frustration often lead to tears, which is what happened next. You tried to stop them, but the tears came anyways. Yes, Pepper was your mom, but you really wanted Tony to bring you to school today. It was your first day of kindergarten. Pepper could bring you any other day in the year, Tony should have the most important one. It wasn’t like he was across the world this time, he was in the garage. “Oh sweetie,” she cooed and put you on the counter, drying your tears. “What’s going on? I thought you wanted to go to school?” Pepper asked. Then, it took her a few seconds to figure out what was actually wrong. “You wanted Daddy to bring you, didn’t you?” You nodded, just like Tony, Pepper only needed a few seconds to figure out what was wrong. “I’m going to go talk to him.” Pepper stated and headed towards the garage. 

Tony, about fifteen minutes later, appeared from the garage. “Ms. Stark, are you ready to go to school?” He smirked. Your eyes lit up and you quickly nodded. “Then, let’s get you going. I’m not going to miss your first day.” Tony smiled before driving you to school. 

“Now remember, Tony stated, bending down to your height, “you are the smartest little girl. Do you know why?” He asked. You shook your head and shrugged your shoulder. “Because you are a Stark, and you are my daughter.” Tony answered and kissed your head. “Now go be that smart girl that I know you are.”

*Steve*

Be brave, be brave, be brave. You kept repeating in your head. You held your backpack tightly onto your back as you walked besides your father to the class. “You ready?” Steve asked as you stood and he crouched feet away from the doorway. You shyly nodded and looked cautiously at the door. “You’re going to make some great friends in there.” Steve said. You only shrugged and squirmed a bit, showing that you were nervous like any other kid. 

 To Hydra, the super soldier serum was worth more than its weight in gold. Their scientists had tried desperately to duplicate it, but with no avail. Hydra’s agents scoured the world in pursuit of a few remaining formulas- the Winter Soldier found five after killing Howard Stark. 

   But Hydra needed more.

 So they tried a little experiment to see if they could duplicate the serum- this time, not the serum alone, but a super soldier with it.

 They decided to try and breed a super soldier.

 Bucky was in cryofreeze when Clint, Sam, Steve and Nat busted a small Hydra base, where they had heard some scientists were developing a new weapon.

  It was Steve who found her.

He punched and shoved his way up to a small lab that contained absolutely no weapons whatsoever. In fact, it was empty apart from a tiny little girl of about three or four, asleep on a counter beside a file.

 Cautiously, he approached, wary of some sort of optical illusion or trick. He reached the child, peacefully sleeping, clutching a lock of her long, (h/c) hair in her tiny fist.

  Steve frowned. The girl looked pretty real at close quarters.

Of course, he was still on his guard. To see if she was real and solid, he....stuck out his index finger and poked her. Her (e/c) eyes instantly opened wide as she sat up, looking scared. She cowered when she saw Steve. She was terrified.

 “Uh...hi,” said Steve awkwardly, but mentally thinking that the girl looked very...familiar.

  She frowned, still tense; her breathing was deep but fast.

Steve’s eyes fell on the file beside her. Wondering if it might be hers, he reached out for it.

The girl flinched.

   “Hey,” he said, trying to sound soothing. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you.”

  There was a disbelieving scowl on the girl’s face. Steve reached for the file again- this time, she was still, but she watched his every movement suspiciously.

  Steve opened up the file- and gasped. Clipped inside was a picture of Bucky as the Winter Soldier, and the name (y/n) (m/n) Barnes.

 He looked at the girl, then looked at the picture of Bucky. The resemblance was uncanny.

  Oh, god.

  “(y/n)?” he ventured.

The girl’s scowl had relaxed. She nodded to show she was listening.

 “Er, can you talk?” Steve continued, hoping very dearly that she could. It would make befriending her so much easier.

  The girl nodded again.

“W-well, I, uh, I’m Steve,” he said, carefully extending his hand.

  She stared at it for a few seconds, then shook it lightly before withdrawing her hand quickly, almost as if Steve was going to bite her.

  “Uh, this might sound like a stupid question, but dyu know who you are?’ Steve asked.

 “I’m (y/n) Barnes,” she replied softly, in a childish accent.

“What the- is that a kid?” Clint’s voice came from behind Steve, and (y/n) tensed up again, fear showing in her large eyes.

 “Yeah...apparently, Bucky’s kid,” said Steve weakly.

~***~

 Clint offered to take her for a while,seeing as he had experience with children, but Steve declined. He had finally succeeded in convincing little (y/n) of two things- that he was her Uncle Steve, and that he wasn’t going to hurt her.

  Once thus convinced, he had picked her up, and she had clung to his neck for dear life, afraid of all the others.

  “Steve, what are you going to do with her?” Sam asked as (y/n) studied him with trepidation.

  “Keep her,” Steve answered without thinking.

 Nat pursed her lips, thinking. Clint nodded understandingly. Sam looked at him as if he had lost his nuts.

 “She’s my best friend’s daughter,” said Steve firmly, as if that settled it.

For the time being, it did. (y/n) wouldn’t let go of Steve, but she did ask him once or twice why all the mean people were lying about on the ground covered in red stuff.

  “They take a lot of that red stuff from my arm,” she said unhappily.

Steve stroked her hair, already attached.

 “Don’t worry, nobody’s going to hurt you now,” he said.

~***~