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"I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover
My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue
All's well that ends well to end up with you"

Taylor Swift,
Lover

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" G R A N D P A said school is starting soon." Oliver said. Chocolate ice cream was melting in his fingers as he swung his feet. The metal chair was warm under his skin and the hot sun beat down on all of them.

Charlie sat across the table and watched her younger brother, eating her own ice cream. The mint flavor was cool on her cold tongue; though she managed to keep it from dripping onto her hands.

"It does. In a few weeks." Charlie said.

"Will I be going to school there?"

Charlie looked at Bucky; who opted to stay out of the conversation. "Yes, I guess so."

"Yes!" Oliver cheered with excitement. "I can't wait. Ororo says my powers are getting really good. How are yours Char?"

"They're fine." Charlie said and leaned against the back of the patio chair. The warm burned against her cold skin but it soothed her.

"Logon said he was going to teach me how to punch."

"I could teach you how to do that." Bucky said.

"Grandpa says you're a lover not a fighter." Oliver said.

Charlie stifled a laugh as Bucky leaned forward. "He said what?"

"He said that you are a lover and not a fighter and that's why Logan is going to teach me how to punch."

Bucky scoffed loudly and leaned back against the chair. He looked at Charlie with disbelief spread across his face. "I am a fighter."

"You can teach me how to punch." Charlie offered and reached across the table to take his metal hand.

Bucky only rolled his eyes and took a sip of the water he had in front of him. "I'm not a lover. I am a fighter."

"Of course you are." Charlie said.


Later, Oliver was fast asleep in the backseat of the car as they drove back towards the school. Still an hour outside of it, Charlie was growing restless in the passengers seat.

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