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Christine giggled, sipping her coffee again, and Bucky nodded to her.

“Is Steve here?”

Christine shook her head.

“He had an early meeting with one of his students. Somebody’s failing and wants extra credit now or something.”

Bucky nodded again and they glanced back as the door opened again and you stepped inside, tilting your head when you saw your sister.

“I thought you’d be halfway to Bora Bora by now.” “Well, I would, but …”

Tony stepped into the room, tying the tie around his neck. Pepper nodded towards him.

“It seems someone forgot that an incredibly important stockholder, shareholder, blah blah whatever was this week. It apparently happens every year at this time, but someone neglected to mention that.”

Tony sighed, slipping his jacket over his shoulders as he walked into the kitchen.

“It’s so bad she refuses to say my name. I’m someone now. Are you—where’s your ring? We’ve been married less than seventy-two hours. Please tell me you’re not leaving me yet.”

Pepper held up her left hand, where two rings glittered in the sunlight shining through the window behind her. Tony gave a sigh of relief, and Pepper set her coffee down, smoothing the lapels of his jacket and fixing his pocket square. Tony watched her, speaking low.

“I promise I will make it up to you.” “Oh, I have no doubt about that.” “Do you want an island in the Maldives? I’ll buy you an island in the Maldives.” “I’ll add it to the list.”

He leaned in and kissed her, and you smiled as you leaned against the kitchen island. Tony whispered something in Pepper’s ear, and when she leaned in and did the same thing, Tony stepped away, clearing his throat and pointing towards the door. You laughed, handing him the briefcase that was sitting on the island in front of you.

“Have a good day at work, honey.”

Tony winked at you, blowing Pepper a kiss as he walked out the door. She rolled her eyes, then sighed as she looked to you.

“We’re going in two weeks. Which is fine, because I can get started on the thank you notes and organizing the gifts.” “Which is better than a honeymoon to you, anyway.”

Pepper narrowed her eyes at you and you smiled, walking to sit between Christine and Bucky at the table. Bucky stood up, heading for the coffee pot.

“Y/N, you want a cup?” “No.”

Your eyes widened at how quickly you answered him, but the smell of the coffee was making your stomach turn. He gave you a look, and you smiled.

“I just … not feeling that great this morning.”

Pepper and Christine exchanged a glance and Bucky smiled.

“Partied too hard last night?”

You thought about the night before, when you sobbed over a Disney movie you happened to find on TV and ate cookie dough out of the tub you kept in the freezer of your mini fridge, which you bought from Bucky’s niece, who sold it for her school fundraiser.

“Yep. You got me.”

Bucky smiled, pouring himself a mug and drinking it black. Christine made a face and you let out a shaky breath before looking to Pepper.

“Do you have a Sprite or something? Anything bubbly?” “Champagne?”

Christine rolled her eyes at Bucky.

“For breakfast?” “Ever heard of a mimosa, Palmer?”

Christine waved a hand at him.

“That’s only okay at brunch.”

You leaned closer to Christine, whispering under your breath.

“Can you please stop talking about food?” “Sorry.”

Pepper handed you a small bottle of Sprite and you gave her a grateful smile. Bucky leaned over and twisted the top off for you, and you winked at him as you took a sip, wrinkling your nose at the bubbles. Pepper walked to one of the cabinets, pulling out a box of saltine crackers. She opened a sleeve and took a few of the crackers and set them on a napkin, then handed the napkin to you. You gave her another smile, taking a tiny bite of one of the crackers. Bucky set his mug down and crossed his arms over his chest.

“That’s not hangover food.”

You, Pepper, and Christine all went still. Christine looked over to Bucky, blinking her eyes once.

“What?”

Bucky nodded towards you.

“Sprite and crackers? That’s not hangover food.” “Those will soothe a … rough tummy.”

Bucky raised an eyebrow and Christine did it right back at him.

“I’m a nurse. I know these things.” “Yeah, but …” “But what, Barnes?”

Bucky looked at you, watching you take another bite of cracker, closing your eyes as you forced yourself to chew it. His eyes widened.

“Oh my god.” “Bucky—“ “Oh my god.”

You lifted your head, meeting his blue eyes. His mouth dropped open and you shook your head, pushing back from the table and running towards the bathroom. You slammed the door behind you and Pepper sighed as she set her mug down on the counter. Bucky whirled to her, then looked to Christine, before looking back to Pepper.

“She’s pregnant?!” “Calm down. At least we know this one isn’t yours.”

Bucky held a hand over his mouth as Christine held her mug out, shaking it at him. Pepper rolled her eyes, grabbing the coffee pot and filling up Christine’s mug. Bucky sat in his chair at the table, dragging the hand down his chin.

“Holy shit.” “How’d you figure it out?”

Bucky met Christine’s gaze.

“When my sister was pregnant, all she ate for breakfast for nine months was crackers and Sprite. Holy shit.”

Pepper sighed.

“I know. We’re just as shocked.” “I didn’t even think she was seeing anybody.” “She’s not. Or wasn’t.”

Bucky looked to Pepper, and Christine spoke up.

“Apparently, this was a Bucky type of situation.”

He slowly shook his head and Christine nodded to him.

“You two live together. How are you surprised by this?” “Well, we don’t talk about bedroom stuff. She respects my privacy and I respect hers.” “So what, she just sleeps through the parade of women you bring in?”

Bucky rolled his eyes.

“Don’t be jealous, Palmer.”

Christine laughed, and Bucky leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest.

“If we don’t eat dinner together, I might not see her for the rest of the night. She’s real good about sneaking in without me ever hearing her.” “Because you sleep like the dead.” “It’s a gift.”

Christine snorted as she took a sip of her coffee. You stepped out of the bathroom, slowly making your way back to the kitchen. You sat in your chair and let out a sigh, then lifted your eyes to Bucky’s.

“Yes. The test was mine.” “You’re having a baby?”

You nodded.

“With who?”

Christine shook her head.

“She won’t tell us.” “Why not?” “Because I want to tell him first. So don’t go spreading this around, okay? You three are the only ones who know and I’d like to keep it that way as long as I can.”

Bucky smiled.

“So I found out before Tony and Steve?”

You nodded and he pumped his fist, whispering “yes” under his breath. You laughed, then groaned.

“I’ve got to go to work.”

Pepper made a face, walking over and running her fingers through your hair.

“Call and see if you can come in later.” “No, I … We’ve got a video call that I can’t miss. I’ll have to talk to my boss and see about maybe working from home in the mornings and coming to the office in the afternoon.”

Pepper nodded, and you groaned again as you stood up from the table, picking up the Sprite bottle.

“I’m keeping this.” “Feel free. I’ll start stocking up.” “Thanks, big sister.”

You waved to Bucky and Christine as you left. Christine shook her head and Bucky tapped his foot on the floor.

“So … how long ago do you think it happened?” “The one night stand?”

Bucky nodded, and Christine yawned before she spoke.

“She said it was a little more than a month ago.”

Bucky nodded, jumping up from his seat and tearing out the door, leaving it open behind him. Pepper narrowed her eyes.

“Was that the end of his story?” “Was that a story?”

Christine shrugged her shoulders, finishing off her coffee. She stood up and walked to the sink, and Pepper moved over so she could wash out her mug and set it in the dishwasher. Bucky came walking back in the door, chest heaving with the effort he’d just given. He held something in his hand, waving it around. Pepper shook her head.

“What is that?” “So Y/N and I switch out on chores. I hate kitchen crap, she’s not a huge fan of laundry. We’re good enough friends that I can wash her bras and panties and she’s cool with it.” “That’s fascinating, Barnes. Doesn’t explain—“ “I’m getting there, Palmer. Easy.”

Christine rolled her eyes, holding up her hands as Bucky continues.

“So like a month and a half ago, I go to her room to get her laundry. She usually keeps it in the hamper ready to go, but I see this on her floor, half under the bed.”

He straightened out the item he’d been holding, which turned out to be a red sweater.

A man’s red sweater.

Christine gasped.

“Oh my god.”

She rushed forward, taking the sweater from Bucky’s hands. She stared at it for a moment, then lifted her head.

“I know who the father is!”

Pepper’s and Bucky’s eyes widened, each of them moving closer to Christine, who turned and walked out the door. Bucky looked to Pepper, who shook her head.

“People have got to finish their stories!”

You walked up the steps from the subway, squinting at the sudden burst of brightness and sunlight. You made your way down the street a few blocks, smiling when you saw Christine in her scrubs waiting outside your favorite coffee shop. She wrapped her arms around you and gave you a smacking kiss on the cheek and you laughed.

“I’m hot. Let’s go inside.” “Hang on a sec.”

You raised an eyebrow and Christine sighed.

“I did something.” “Oh, god.”

Christine sighed again.

“It’s not bad! Well. It might not be bad.” “Chrissy, what did you do?”

She gave you a smile.

“I figured it out.” “Figured what out?” “Who your baby daddy is.”

You blinked.

“What?”

She nodded, opening her purse, and you leaned over it, eyes widening at the red sweater.

“Bucky said he found this in your room and I mean, I knew whose it was the second I saw it, so…” “Did you tell them?” “No! No, I ran out of there like my hair was on fire.”

You gave a rough exhale, pushing a hand through your hair. Christine closed her purse and spoke again.

“I’m probably overstepping, but …”

You met her eyes and she smiled.

“He's here.” “Here? Now?” “Waiting inside.” “Oh, god.”

Christine took your hand and smiled, using her other hand to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear.

“You can do this. If you want, I’ll stay right beside you the whole time.” “Chrissy, I …” “You’re going to be fine. Just … lay it all out there. Just rip off the bandaid.”

You nodded.

“Rip off the bandaid.”

You swallowed and Christine let go of your hand, opening the coffee shop door. You followed her inside, scanning the room until your eyes landed on a table in the middle of the store.

“Chris—“ “Come on.”

She took your hand, leading you to the table where a familiar handsome man was waiting. He stood up, leaning over to kiss Christine’s cheek before turning to you.

“Hi, Y/N.”

You smiled.

“Hi, Scott.”

Scott Lang took his seat and motioned to the chair across from him. You sat down and he looked to Christine.

“Grab a chair and sit.”

She gave him a smile.

“Thanks, but I’m going to leave you two to talk.”

Scott gave a quiet huff of a laugh.

“Look, I’m glad you called me and all, but … what do we have to talk about?” “Chris—“

She held up a finger to you, reaching into her purse.

“I think you know, and I think you’ll understand when I show you this.”

She pulled the sweater from her bag and Scott’s eyebrows furrowed.

“A red sweater?” “Your red sweater.”

Scott gave a soft laugh.

“This is weird, but …”

He unzipped the top of the jacket he was wearing, pulling it slightly open.

“This is my red sweater.”

The smile slid from Christine’s face when she saw the red sweater Scott was wearing under his jacket. She stood there, almost in shock, before looking to you. You widened your eyes at her, pressing your lips together. She slowly nodded, putting the sweater back into her bag.

“Can I get anybody anything? Coffee? Tea? Poison? No, just me? Cool.”

She turned and walked away and Scott laughed to himself. You shook your head, then turned to him.

“I’m so sorry.” “She always was a bit of an odd duck, isn’t she?” “But you can’t help but love her.”

Scott nodded, and you sighed.

“Scott, this was … all a big misunderstanding. If you want to go, you’re more than welcome. Or I will, whichever.” “No, I … I’m glad she called. I’ve been wanting to … see how you were.”

You sat back in your chair and he gave you a soft smile.

“How are you?”

You nodded.

“I’m okay. How are you?”

Scott nodded, then sighed.

“Listen, Y/N, I …”

He sighed again and you felt your chest tighten. You started to shake your head when he met your eyes.

“Scott, I—“ “I met someone.”

Your eyebrows lifted and he smiled.

“Her name is Hope, and she … she’s amazing.” “Wow.”

He nodded.

“I don’t … I hope you don’t feel like I’m rubbing it in your face. I just—“ “No, I don’t … no.”

You gave him a smile, reaching a hand across the table. He slipped his hand in yours and your smile grew.

“I’m happy that you’re happy. That’s all I want.”

Scott gave your hand a squeeze.

“Are you happy?”

You gave a soft smile.

“I’m working on it.”

He squeezed your hand again, then let go, sitting back in his seat.

“It is so good to see you. Hey, since we’re here, let me buy you a cup of coffee.” “What about some lemonade? It’s too hot for coffee.”

Scott gave a soft laugh.

“One lemonade, coming right up.”

Pepper looked up from her spot on the couch, Bucky doing the same where he was sprawled in the chair beside her, as the door opened. When Christine stepped through the door, they both scrambled to their feet, and Bucky reached her first.

“So?” “So … I’m an idiot.”

Bucky raised an eyebrow and Christine pulled the sweater out from her purse.

“This thing sucks.”

She tossed it onto the table by the door and Pepper made a face as she walked to it.

“Don’t just throw it. Fold it.” “Sorry, Mom.”

Pepper rolled her eyes as she proceeded to fold the sweater. Christine walked to the kitchen table and sat down, putting her face in her hands. Bucky sat across from her, motioning back towards the sweater with his thumb.

“So whose is it not?” “Scott.” “Scott Lang? Y/N’s ex?”

Bucky turned back to the sweater and Pepper made a face.

“She already told me it wasn’t Scott’s.” “Well, you could’ve told me that!” “See, this is why people need to finish their stories!”

Christine huffed out a breath, crossing her arms over her chest. Bucky rapped his knuckles on the table.

“So what did you do?” “I called Scott, asked him to meet me at the coffee shop. Then I called Y/N, got her to meet me there and told her that I’d figured it out and got her baby daddy there, so she could spill the beans.”

Pepper and Bucky both made a face. Christine nodded.

“Exactly. She tried to stop me, but I was on a roll. And now I want to crawl under this table and die. I can never show my face to Scott Lang ever again.” “Why would you want to?”

Everyone turned back as Tony stepped into the room. He was wearing a Black Sabbath T-shirt and jeans this time, the suit from earlier that morning long gone. Christine looked to Pepper, who smiled as she walked over to him.

“How was your day?” “Nice try at the distraction technique. What is going on? You’ve all been weirder than usual ever since the wedding.”

Bucky mumbled as he shook his head and Christine shrugged her shoulders. Tony smiled as he faced Pepper.

“Is this about how it’s really your sister who’s the one that’s pregnant?”

Three mouths dropped open as Pepper shook her head.

“How did you know?” “I’ve got eyes and ears everywhere, baby.”

Pepper raised an eyebrow and he sighed.

“Process of elimination.”

Christine raised an eyebrow and he shrugged his shoulders, looking back to Pepper.

“You take the trash out on Tuesday and Thursdays. We had that party here Thursday night, and you took the trash out of the bathrooms. You and Chris and Y/N slumber partied here Friday night and the test was there Saturday morning. If it wasn’t you or you…”

He shrugged again and Bucky nodded.

“He’s good.” “I could have been a detective, were it not for this dashingly sharp mind and—“ “The weight of the Stark name?”

Tony pressed his lips together but nodded. Christine rolled her eyes fondly, all eyes going to the door as it opened. Steve stood there, soaked with sweat, and Christine raised an eyebrow.

“Did you get caught in a downpour or did you run here?”

Steve smiled.

“I ran. Water?”

Tony grabbed one from the refrigerator and tossed it to him. Steve twisted the cap off and raised the bottle, then downed almost half of it. He put his hands on his hips, then looked at Christine.

“I locked my keys in the apartment this morning.”

Christine made a face, making grabby hands towards Bucky, who rolled his eyes as he handed over her purse. She dug for a minute, then tossed her keys to him.

“Hey, you going anywhere tonight?” “Yes. To sleep. These early mornings are kicking my ass. I’ll leave the door unlocked for you.” “Thanks, hot stuff.”

Steve waved a hand at her, finishing off the bottle of water. He set it on the counter, looking to Pepper. She smiled.

“I’ll throw it away for you.” “You are the best, Mrs. Stark.”

Tony made a noise and leaned to kiss Pepper’s cheek while Christine awwed and Bucky made gagging noises. Steve laughed and turned towards the door.

“Hey.”

He walked to the table, picking up the folded red sweater.

“This is my sweater.”

Pepper’s eyes widened as her mouth dropped open. She looked to Christine to see her face the same, and Bucky whipped to look at them, blue eyes huge. Steve shook his head.

“I’ve been looking everywhere for this thing, for like a month.”

He waved a hand behind him, then walked out the door. Silence fell over the table, until Pepper, Christine, and Bucky all spoke in one voice.

“Oh my god!”

Tony shook his head.

“What? ‘Oh my god’ what? What’s going on?”

Christine covered her mouth with a hand as she squealed. Bucky shook his head, pushing back from the table and standing up.

“What? WHAT?!”

Tony shook his head and Pepper sat back in her chair.

“It’s Steve’s?” “What’s Steve’s? The sweater? I think he made that obvious when he took it with him.” “Not the sweater, you idiot.”

Tony narrowed his eyes at Christine, who let out a laugh.

“The baby.” “What baby? Wait. Y/N’s baby?”

Pepper and Christine and Bucky nodded and Tony blinked a few times.

“What?!” “Exactly.”

Rules and Regulations

No need to be following me, but it would be nice, this is open to everyone.

Send me an ASK with your prompt choice (along with a backup) and your pairing of choice. Reblogs or replies with entries will be ignored. Asks with out pairings indicated will be ignored. It just makes everything easier for me to keep track of this way.

I will be answering these asks privately so I don’t clog up everyone’s dashboards, which means no entering on anon. If you want to enter and will be posting on a side blog just let me know the name of the blog in your ask.

There will be only one spot open per prompt, however if this garners enough interest and all the prompts get taken I may open it up to two.

The prompt MUST be the basis for your fic’s plot, as stated above.

This can be used as a oneshot, drabble or start of a series. Please don’t make it part of an ongoing series, I want to be able to read every fic in the challenge and I will not be able to catch up on a bunch of series.

Use the tag #theonewiththechallenge within the first five tags on the post

Be sure to mention that the fic is for my challenge as well as tag me in the actual post.

Let’s keep this to pairings of either reader insert or OFC. Your pairing can be characters as well as actors. (This means no ships)

Your pairing must be within the Marvel fandom.

It can be as short or as long as you’d like. All I ask is that if it is over 500 words to please use a keep reading feature.

Sign ups begin as soon as this is posted and will end once all the spots are filled.

Entries will be due by Saturday September 15, 2018. If you need an extension at any point or need to drop out just shoot me a message chances are I’ll say yes – we all have lives and things get in the way so I totally get it.

I will update the prompt list as often as possible with what is still available. Once a prompt has been filled I will cross it out.

HAVE FUN! I want you guys to enjoy this!

I think that just about covers it for the rules! If you have an questions feel free to drop an ask! Now let’s move on to the prompts!!

Prompts

Here are all the prompts! There are four episodes picked per season. I’ve also listed the episode number as well as the name for your convenience!

The One With George Stephanopoulos (Episode 1x04)

The One with the Blackout (Episode 1x07)

The One with All the Poker (Episode 1x18)

The One with the Fake Monica (Episode 1x21)

The One with Phoebe’s Husband (Episode 2x04)

The One with the List (Episode 2x08)

The One After the Super Bowl: Part Two (Episode 2x13)

The One With the Two Parties (Episode 2x22)

The One With the Jam (Episode 3x03)

The One With the Race Car Bed (Episode 3x07)

The One With All the Jealousy (Episode 3x12)

The One With the Hypnosis Tape (Episode 3x18)

The One With the Jellyfish (Episode 4x01)

The One With the ‘Cuffs (Episode 4x03)

The One With the Embryos (Episode 4x12)

The One With All the Haste (Episode 4x19)

The One With All the Kissing (Episode 5x02)

The One With the Kips (Episode 5x05)

The One With Ross’s Sandwich (Episode 5x09)

The One Where Ross Can’t Flirt (Episode 5x19)

The One After Vegas (Episode 6x01)

The One With Ross’s Denial (Episode 6x03)

The One With the Routine (Episode 6x10)

The One With Unagi (Episode 6x17)

The One With Rachel’s Book (Episode 7x02)

The One With the Nap Partners (Episode 7x06)

The One Where They’re Up All Night Episode 7x12)

The One With Joey’s Award (Episode 7x18)

The One After I Do (Episode 8x01)

The One With the Red Sweater (Episode 8x02)

The One With the Rumor (Episode 8x09)

The One in Massapequa (Episode 8x18)

The One With the Sharks (Episode 9x04)

The One With Christmas in Tulsa (Episode 9x10)

The One Where Monica Sings (Episode 9x13)

The One With the Lottery (Episode 9x18)

The One Where Ross is Fine (Episode 10x02)

The One With Ross’s Tan (Episode 10x03)

The One Where Chandler Gets Caught (Episode 10x10)

The One With Princess Consuela (Episode 10x14)

Tagging for interest and signal boosting!

Rules and Regulations

No need to be following me, but it would be nice, this is open to everyone.

Send me an ASK with your prompt choice (along with a backup) and your pairing of choice. Reblogs or replies with entries will be ignored. Asks with out pairings indicated will be ignored. It just makes everything easier for me to keep track of this way.

I will be answering these asks privately so I don’t clog up everyone’s dashboards, which means no entering on anon. If you want to enter and will be posting on a side blog just let me know the name of the blog in your ask.

There will be only one spot open per prompt, however if this garners enough interest and all the prompts get taken I may open it up to two.

The prompt MUST be the basis for your fic’s plot, as stated above.

This can be used as a oneshot, drabble or start of a series. Please don’t make it part of an ongoing series, I want to be able to read every fic in the challenge and I will not be able to catch up on a bunch of series.

Use the tag #theonewiththechallenge within the first five tags on the post

Be sure to mention that the fic is for my challenge as well as tag me in the actual post.

Let’s keep this to pairings of either reader insert or OFC. Your pairing can be characters as well as actors. (This means no ships)

Your pairing must be within the Marvel fandom.

It can be as short or as long as you’d like. All I ask is that if it is over 500 words to please use a keep reading feature.

Sign ups begin as soon as this is posted and will end once all the spots are filled.

Entries will be due by Saturday September 15, 2018. If you need an extension at any point or need to drop out just shoot me a message chances are I’ll say yes – we all have lives and things get in the way so I totally get it.

I will update the prompt list as often as possible with what is still available. Once a prompt has been filled I will cross it out.

HAVE FUN! I want you guys to enjoy this!

I think that just about covers it for the rules! If you have an questions feel free to drop an ask! Now let’s move on to the prompts!!

Prompts

Here are all the prompts! There are four episodes picked per season. I’ve also listed the episode number as well as the name for your convenience!

The One With George Stephanopoulos (Episode 1x04)

The One with the Blackout (Episode 1x07)

The One with All the Poker (Episode 1x18)

The One with the Fake Monica (Episode 1x21)

The One with Phoebe’s Husband (Episode 2x04)

The One with the List (Episode 2x08)

The One After the Super Bowl: Part Two (Episode 2x13)

The One With the Two Parties (Episode 2x22)

The One With the Jam (Episode 3x03)

The One With the Race Car Bed (Episode 3x07)

The One With All the Jealousy (Episode 3x12)

The One With the Hypnosis Tape (Episode 3x18)

The One With the Jellyfish (Episode 4x01)

The One With the ‘Cuffs (Episode 4x03)

The One With the Embryos (Episode 4x12)

The One With All the Haste (Episode 4x19)

The One With All the Kissing (Episode 5x02)

The One With the Kips (Episode 5x05)

The One With Ross’s Sandwich (Episode 5x09)

The One Where Ross Can’t Flirt (Episode 5x19)

The One After Vegas (Episode 6x01)

The One With Ross’s Denial (Episode 6x03)

The One With the Routine (Episode 6x10)

The One With Unagi (Episode 6x17)

The One With Rachel’s Book (Episode 7x02)

The One With the Nap Partners (Episode 7x06)

The One Where They’re Up All Night Episode 7x12)

The One With Joey’s Award (Episode 7x18)

The One After I Do (Episode 8x01)

The One With the Red Sweater (Episode 8x02)

The One With the Rumor (Episode 8x09)

The One in Massapequa (Episode 8x18)

The One With the Sharks (Episode 9x04)

The One With Christmas in Tulsa (Episode 9x10)

The One Where Monica Sings (Episode 9x13)

The One With the Lottery (Episode 9x18)

The One Where Ross is Fine (Episode 10x02)

The One With Ross’s Tan (Episode 10x03)

The One Where Chandler Gets Caught (Episode 10x10)

The One With Princess Consuela (Episode 10x14)

Tagging for interest and signal boosting!