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[imfollowinghim]

[Although it's not like he's really been sulking or otherwise skulking miserably around the Barge (for the most part), Bucky's mood has noticeably improved since last Friday. I'm sure most of you can guess why, and the new arrival he's been trailing practically everywhere should be a big hint to anyone who's out of the loop.

Anyway, Bucky's sitting at the desk in his room when he clicks on the video feed, still wearing his standard issue combat uniform, and doesn't beat around the bush much before just getting into what he's here to say.]

Alright, so I'm sure you're all sick of hearing me talk about this by now, but I've got a favor to ask: what's worth catching up on between 1945 and whatever you think's modern day?

I've already got some decent suggestions, but I could always use more. Movies, music, books, food, [Food is good. :9] Whatever.

[Private Separately to Morgana and Stiles]

[He looks a little more serious when he changes the filter, because, well. This is a lot more serious than figuring out what movies he needs to catch up on.]

And I've got a different favor to ask you.

Comments

[maced_eggs]

Rock and roll, Buck! You missed out on ev'rything good in the 60's an' 70's! The fuckin' Who, the Rolling Stones, the Beatles.

[imfollowinghim]

[He knew he could count on you, Mason.]

Do you have their records?

[maced_eggs]

'Course I have their fucking records. They're the only thing worth bringing with me to this prison ship.

Look, stick with me and I will set you up with the best ear orgasm of your young life.

[voluntaryapnea]

[Stiles is well aware of why Bucky's mood is so upbeat and he can't help but smile.]

Dude. Your list is going to be really long in no time. You've had Reese's Peanut Butter cups, right?

[Private -- Bucky]

Sure, man, what's up?

[imfollowinghim]

Sure, a couple times. Why, what'd they do to them?

[He's mostly kidding, hopefully that kind of thing is still the same. B(]

[Private]

I figure I probably don't need to ask anyway, [Since you seem to understand this Best Friend thing.] But don't tell Steve how you guys found me. He really doesn't need to hear that.

[voluntaryapnea]

[His eyes widen a little at that -- he's kind of horrified.]

Nothing, they're awesome. I just wasn't sure you'd had them before. Okay what about...Oreos?

[Private]

[Stiles relaxes at the statement, nodding. Yeah he didn't really need to ask. Stiles has zero desire to be the guy that breaks that kind of news to Steve.]

Yeah, of course man. No problem.

[Private]

[youwillgotohell]

I can't much help you with the first. You have nearly a thousand years on me.

[Private]

[imfollowinghim]

You haven't learned about anything while you're here?

But if you could not tell Steve what kinda shape I was in when you and Stiles found me, I'd owe you. Another one.

[He can offer to take you to dinner again!! bucky no]

[Private]

[youwillgotohell]

Pieces. There was a breach where we all thought we lived in the 1960s, I think.

It was strange.

[So strange.

She smiles wryly, though.]

You can take me to dinner twice.

[rhapsody_in]

1945 onward? Oh, I'll be no help to you, but you might be useful. What happens between 1891 and 1945?

[imfollowinghim]

A lot of stuff. You got anything in particular you're interested in?

[rhapsody_in]

Everything, but art in particular.

[punched_hitler]

I've got a list.

[Yep. Helpful!]

[imfollowinghim]

[See, where would he be without you?]

Who the hell is Steve Jobs?

[punched_hitler]

[Nowhere, that's where. How did you ever make it this long?]

I don't have the whole story, but he ran a computer company called Apple. They're very popular. You see 'em everywhere. And they make these things called iPods - you can fit every song you've ever heard on one, and still have room for more.

[That's about all he's got. Look, there's a reason he's still on the to-do list.]

[godsays]

I liked - science. Physics. And the kinds of showers they have here.

I liked fruit and flowers, too, but I don't think that's going to be new in your world.

[imfollowinghim]

But it was new for you?

[halfofeverything]

I suppose that depends on your preferences. Spicy food, Italian food? Spy novels? Comedies?

[imfollowinghim]

Any kind of movie, I guess. And I'm not a picky eater, either.

[fireincarnate]

What kind of stuff did you like back home?

[imfollowinghim]

Baseball, decent food, music. They seriously have more than one flavor of Oreo?

[notsoneedy]

[Hey guess who hasn't come across a bargetwin yet? Needy is giving him an odd look, but she's not totally clueless.]

...You're not TJ. Are you.

[imfollowinghim]

I'm Bucky. And I looked like this first.

[For the record.]

[videocamera]

So... why 1945? [Someone missed the memo about people being from different time periods.]

[imfollowinghim]

Because that's what year it was, back where I'm from.

[Thus why he looks like he wandered off the set of Saving Private Ryan or something. u_u]