▬▬▬▬ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒏 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆

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🗒 ❛ HEADCANNON ༉‧₊˚✧

TIMELINE。˚ ⁀➷ Post TFAWS, Post Mara's birth

WARNING。˚ ⁀➷None, Baby getting its head hit on the wall

PAIRING。˚ ⁀➷ Bucky Barnes x SageWitch!reader

SUMMARY。˚ ⁀➷ Bucky leaves Sam and Anya to babysit Mara, only for chaos to unfold when Sam accidentally bonks her head mid-spin and spirals into panic. Bucky returns, expertly tricks a Sam into a guilty spiral, and coins the legendary word: Sammy Bang.

 Bucky returns, expertly tricks a Sam into a guilty spiral, and coins the legendary word: Sammy Bang

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Bucky had left Sam and Anya to babysit Mara while he had gone to drop off Aaron in school. You had gone to run a few errands on building a house in the property Vision had purchased for you.

The TV played softly in the background, murmuring a cheerful cartoon jingle. Anya sat cross-legged on the floor, her phone in hand, while little Mara squealed with joy. Sam stood nearby, holding the toddler under his arms like a little airplane.

"And we fly like the Falcon! Whoosh—aaaand twist!" Sam sang, spinning her around.

"Again! Again!" Mara squealed, her voice bursting with excitement.

Anya glanced over the edge of her phone and shook her head with mild amusement. "You're gonna make her throw up, you know."

Sam just grinned, cooing at your daughter, "You got it, babygirl,"

He lifted Mara once again and gave her another joyful twirl—but on the final spin, BONK—her tiny forehead tapped the corner of the hallway wall with a soft but audible thud.

"Oh shit!"

Anya flinched in her place and stared up, eyes wide and her palms covering her mouth in horror.

Mara blinked in shock, her lip starting to quiver, "...Ow..."

Sam froze like he'd been shot, "Ohhh no. No, no, no..."

Her eyes began to water, her face puckering as a sob built in her.

"Nope! Nope! Don't do it. Don't cry. Please don't cry, babygirl!" Sam whispered, eyes wide in full panic mode.

The one-year-old narrowed her eyes in deep toddler contemplation, "Sammy Bang."

Sam groaned, covering his face with his free hand, "Oh lord..."

But Mara's brows furrowed in realization, "Sammy Bang!" she declared again, now on the verge of tears.

In a frenzy, he shifted into full-on distraction mode, bouncing Mara gently in his arms, his voice climbing into a ridiculous falsetto.

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