What do did we do this time?

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Bruce tucked the blanket gently around Bucky's little body and sighed. He couldn't believe that someone who used to be an assassin could be full of so much energy. And for some weird reason Bucky had taken a shine to Bruce after the accident. When he wasn't cuddling  and playing with Steve he was hanging on Bruce like a monkey. It had only been a day and he was already worn out and ready for one of his world famous Hulk like naps. "Clint," he whispers, "is Steve ready,. Bucky won't stay asleep long without him."

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Bruce shook his head. "I seriously hope they didn't," he mutters, "I have something better for Steve. I mixed it up before we left. It should help." He leads Bucky to the bathroom and gets a few things including the inhaler he'd made. "Come on lets go find Steve.'

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They'll find him in Clint's lap, Clint showing him how to try and take deep slow breaths to help with the wheezing.

"They did! Dr. McCoy who runs the drug store made them... they had medicine, not like the cigarets grown ups smoke." Bucky says like Bruce should know this, "Or they light the funny smelling powder and make Stevie breath it." He says moving quickly over to Climb up on the sofa next to Clint and Steve.

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"This is kind of the same thing only it won't take as long to help Steve," Bruce explained as he walked over to Clint. "Can you ease Steve up a bit Clint," he asked, "just so that he's propped up against your chest."

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"I don't want it... medicine tastes yucky." Steve says as Clint sets him up against his chest, the boy still wheezing a little.

"Stevie..." Bucky blinks wide eyed... "Yous got the wheezies..." He says folding his arms over his chest and staring at the blond.

"I don't care..." He says wrinkling his nose, "It'll go away..." He wheezes a little more, and Clint is trying not to laugh.

"If Stevie doesn't wanna you can't make him..." Bucky says firmly.

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Bruce knelt and looked Steve right in the eyes "Steve I know you don't like medicine I didn't either when I was your age and I had to take a lot of it, but you need to sleep and the medicine will help you." The little boy looked at him seriously and nodded. "Okay," he muttered allowing Bruce to slip the inhaler into his mouth and press down twice so that the mist could do it's work." He smiled as he wiped it off and tucked it into his pocket. "See all done.'

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"That doesn't look like medicine..." Bucky says watching Steve carefully.

"It's like the breathing stuff only Bruce is super smart, so he figured out how make something that puffs it into Steve's lungs." He says as Bucky leans against his chest, giving a small yawn.

"Did you adopt us?" Bucky asks... "I didn't know two fellas could adopt..." He says rubbing his eyes a little. Starting to think he better be good, because these guys have a bed for them, and food, and medicine for Steve...

Clint laughs softly and it's easier then saying what really happened. He stands up, Bucky in his arms, the kid wrapping his arms around Clint's neck.

"We can talk about it in the morning, lets tuck you guys back in for the night." He feels weird, about how right it feels doing this with Bruce, even if it is Bucky and Steve.

"I'll make pancakes for breakfast."

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Bruce scoops up Steve who clings to his neck like a monkey. "I have it on good authority that Clint makes excellent pancakes," he says as he carries the little boy back to bed. "Super yummy and you can't just eat one."

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They finally get the boys down, and a little dinner into themselves. Clint wakes before anyone and slips from the bed, and mixes up batter for Strawberry pancakes.

He smiles a little when he sees Bucky creep into the kitchen, happy he popped his hearing aids in before coming to start cooking.

Bucky is rubbing the sleep out of his eyes in an over sized shirt... "You're really making pancakes..." He says looking wide eyed at Clint.

"Yep, and bacon..." He chuckles checking on the strips sizzling away in the over. "You want to dump the mashed up strawberries into the batter?"

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Bruce pads in with Steve close behind him both of them rubbing their eyes. "Strawberredes," Steve mutters, "mama gave me them once I likeded them." Bruce smiles as he goes to nuzzle Clint and grab a cup of coffee. "You'll love them in pancakes buddy."

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He lets Bucky pour the strawberry mixture into the batter and mixes it up while the pan and oil heats up. He hands each boy a whole strawberry and starts in on making the pancakes. Flicking them on to a large dish as they finish.

Filling the apartment with a warm and homey smell.

"These are good..." Bucky says taking a small bite of the berry, and then smiling at Steve. "Real breaky-fast..." He says happily, "and you don't have the wheezies anymore."

"How many do you want babe?" Clint asks as Lucky trots out of the bed room tongue lulled out the side of his mouth.

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Bruce settles Steve into a booster seat Pepper was kind enough to pick up for them and makes sure he is happily eating before answering Clint. "Give me a stack," he says, "big guy is still hungry from yesterday and we know how cranky we get when we aren't fed." He rubs Lucky's head and the dog woofs. Steve eyes the dog but not out of fear. "Puppy," he asks Bruce who nods, "this is Lucky he's our puppy."

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Lucky trots over and licks Steve's foot, making the three year old giggle. "Silly Lucky... feets are gross." Steve says wiggling his toes at the dog.

"Does he have an ouchie?" Bucky asks blinking talking about Lucky's missing eye, and the missing chunk of ear. Bucky then shoves probably whats too much pancake into his mouth hungrily like he might not get food later.

Clint brings the short stack of pancakes over to Bruce, side of bacon and a side of fruit. He sits down with his own plate, and like always covers his pancakes in too much syrup.

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Bruce nodded. "Lucky is a hero dog and got hurt being a hero," He explains gently as he slips the happy puppy some of his bacon. "Slow down Bucky, you don't need to race to eat. There is plenty of food for you if you want more."

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Bucky looks at Bruce sheepishly mouth full like a squirrel and it makes Clint laughs softly he flops down to tuck into his own plate handing Lucky a strip of bacon.

Bucky swallows and takes a smaller bite, watching Steve carefully as he eats as well.

"Yeah we got plenty, I made too much batter so if you want more just ask..." He grins a little. "Maybe we can go to the park after breakfast..." He says taking a long sip from a large coffee mug. "The one that allows dogs." He laughs with Lucky starts dancing around because of the bacon and the word park.

"Not gonna lie babe, not how I pictured us doing the dad thing..." He smiles across the table.

"How can someone have two daddies?" Steve asks blinking at Bucky who just shrugs and puts some of his food on Stevies plate because the blond never got enough, if you asked him. Steve slides it back on to the other three year olds plate.

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"Me either," Bruce says and lowers his voice so only Clint can hear since he has no desire to give either Steve or Bucky fuel for the ribbing fire when they are adult size again. "I've never pictured doing the dad thing at all, still it will be nice to have Steve and Bucky back to full size soon." He leans back up and smiles at Steve's question. "Well....sometimes moms and dads can't take care of kids and there are people like Clint and me who can so we adopt those kids and become daddies."

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"But you're not together like a mommy and daddy..." Steve blinks eating more of his breakfast.

"That's not allowed... or that's what the guy down the street always yells at those two guys who live together, the said he was gonna call the cops on 'em for bein' queer." Bucky says poking at his plate.

"I tried to ask the penguins what it meant, but they said that wasn't an allowed asking thing." He says eating a little more then rubbing his tummy.

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"Well," Bruce said wanting to be careful how he phrased things. "Clint and I are together in the way we want to be. We don't really care what other people think of us. We care about each other and that's all that matters."

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"But coppers arrest people for that..." Bucky blinks shoving more waffle into his mouth more curious then anything else.

"It's not bad...?" Steve asks picking up waffle with his fingers and eating.

"Nope, here you can love who ever you want too." Clint smiles soft and warm at the boys.

"You guys wanna go play at the park?" Clint asks the two little boys.

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Steve has stuffed the waffle in his mouth and nodded hard enough to almost spray crumbs. Bruce calmly hands him a napkin and helps him wipe his mouth. "Swallow then talk,' he says gently, "remember it's okay to use your words and slow down."

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Clint laughs and puts a little more bacon on everyones plate. He comes over and kisses Bruce on the cheek, "I'm a go get some clothes out for them... so we can head to the park."

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"Okay I'll send them into you in a bit, then I'm gonna clean up in the kitchen," he mutters with a smile. He then turns back to the boys and gently encourages them to finish up.

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Clint straightens up the room and makes the bed, and gets some play clothes out for the boys, and gets dressed himself.

This is not how he thought that he and Bruce would start a family, he pictured going through adopting with the doctor. But as weird as it was this was a good test run.

"Are we gonna live here, until we are grow'd up?" Bucky asks licking the syrup off his plate smiling at Bruce. The little boy doesn't want to go back to the home.

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Bruce doesn't answer right away, but once he does it's with a gentle smile. "I think so," he says carefully not wanting to make any promises. "You might be growing up faster then you'd think."

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Bucky smiles a little and runs off to find Clint, Clint gets the boys dressed and bundled for going to the park to play. Giving Bruce a soft smile.

"Stop being so grim, babe... they'll be back to normal soon... and hey it's proving we can do this... kind of." He smiles a little kissing the tip of Bruce's nose. "What's bothering you?"

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Bruce smiles slightly. "I didn't realize how bad things were for them as kids. Steve doesn't talk about it and Bucky we are just getting to know. It reminds me of the hell I went thought and I can't help wanting to fix it for them even though I know I can't."