voidtreckerexpress | The Yeetening

Who: Bucky and anyone else
Where: Various cars throughout the train -- anywhere Bucky is likely to find a few quiet moments to accidentally nod off.
When: Domino 13 through 15
What: Bucky's pretty sure he's gotten sick, but good luck getting him to accept help. Eventually, he starts accidentally nodding off in various public places, but his startle response poses a problem for anyone who's thinking about waking him.
Warnings: Physical violence, insomnia, anxiety and PTSD symptoms, there will definitely be some cursing.

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Get Well Soon | Domino 13

Even though everyone on the train has been better since before the mission, Bucky is absolutely certain he's come down with whatever it was Peter had. It's a fitting punishment for accidentally helping spread it, but doesn't realize it's just sleep deprivation. For now, he's camped out in the game car, nursing some peppermint tea and staring blankly at whatever or whoever is in front of him. At least until the train sends him to his bed for morning announcements.

Eat Your Yeets | Domino 14-15

Bucky is asleep. Somewhere on the train, in a public or semi-public space, he is dozing. He's seated himself in a corner, slouched down in a bean bag chair, or maybe even nodded off still on his feet. Wherever he is, his eyes are closed and his brow is furrowed, but that's the only clue you're going to get about the content of his nightmares. By morning on the 15th, there is a paper stuck out of his hand, with "DO NOT TOUCH ME" written in bold, black letters.

Do you dare to disturb him?

[OoC: Please include which day you're using for this prompt as Bucky's stress level will increase over time, and that determines how he responds to being woken up after the initial flinch reaction.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

The helium joke would've landed better, for sure.

"No one can catch my punches like that," Bucky points out. "Not even Steve, when he's fighting for his life," because Bucky had been trying to take it, but let's not dwell on that detail just yet. "You didn't even budge," he looks down at Peter's feet, then up at his hand again. There's absolutely a newfound respect, and maybe just a hint of fear.

"Uh.. are you sure he wasn't like.. uh.. holding back or something? Because I'm pretty sure he's still stronger than me. I mean, I'm only sixteen-there's no way." Thanks for that existential crisis there, Bucky. Oh well, at least he was distracted from that nightmare?

"Uh... anyways. I don't know if you meant to fall asleep there-I mean I guess it doesn't really matter because the train just transports you back to your bed at certain point-man I lost a high score because of that once. That sucked."

Bucky shakes his head. "He didn't know it was me yet, and I was trying to stab him in the face. He wasn't holding back. He's just not as strong as you," and it was... as confusing for him as it was for Peter, honestly. He reaches out, to take Peter's hand and lift it up for a closer inspection, if Peter'll let him. "I was trying to not sleep, actually," he replies distractedly.

Peter looks back down at his hand, a look of confusion on his face and then he shakes his head. "No, no. There's no way." He denies-it's not that he doesn't think the idea of being stronger than Captain America is cool he just is not ready to be the stronger super hero. Steve has to stay stronger than him for however long.

"Uh... well, I mean I can sympathize with that. Can't have nightmares if you're not asleep, I guess." He opts to follow the more comfortable subject of sleep deprivation. "If you're not big on energy drinks, I can make you some coffee? Although, if you're like passing out in places, maybe it's time to actually sleep?"

Bucky drops the subject, since it was pretty clearly distressing Peter.

"I don't think I've ever had an energy drink," Bucky replies with a tired smile, finally letting Peter's hand go. "But I could sure go for some coffee right now," he rubs his hand over his face then up into his hair. "The problem is if I don't keep my brain constantly focused on something, I'll nod off. No matter how tired or awake I am. It's an old habit from being in the military." And being a mind-controlled assassin, as luck would have it.

Peter frowns at that. He's pretty sure even super soldiers with cool metal arms need sleep. He's pretty sure Bucky should probably go to bed but he's not the adult here so he can only make suggestions rather than demands. Peter gets back up on his and glances towards the main door. He could also go for some coffee, he thinks.

"...I can't nod off no matter what I do." He finally states, a strange weight to his voice. "I wish I could but I just start thinking about stuff and the next I know it's like five in the morning." He shakes his head and offers his hand down to Bucky to help him up. "But yeah, let's go get coffee."

Bucky hums in agreement. "Yeah, I bet that has nothing to do with energy drinks," he replies, settling his flesh hand on Peter's shoulder. "You know, the falling asleep anywhere thing... they train us to do it. I could try to teach you, if you wanted. It's extremely unpleasant," but if it would help Peter sleep, it might be worth it.

"No, actually it doesn't." Peter states. Sure, the energy drinks don't help but at least help keep his mind focused so he can at least get stuff accomplished rather than suffer while he waits for exhaustion to finally win over and let him sleep. "I um... I've had trouble sleeping since uh.. I was ten. so..." He trails off, fidgeting a little. He's not going to go into detail why he's had trouble-Bucky can draw his own conclusions.

"But I kinda cycle through this 'man, I really want to sleep to uh... no way, I'm never sleeping again' mentality and it just sorta..." He trails off again. "It's not great and I can't ever sleep anyway so I may as well be awake enough to do other things. I'd work more on my webfluid but I don't know if Mr Stark wants me in his workshop unattended."

"What happened when you were ten?" he asks, mostly because he has literally no idea that Peter lost his parents, let alone when. "I'd offer to go to the workshop with you, but I'm pretty sure Tony would actually punch me again if I did," he replies with a lopsided smile.

"Maybe we should go to the gym car, see if some physical activity helps wake me up, and tire you out," he suggests.

"Again?" Peter looks at him incredulously. Mr Stark punched him? Aside from that time at the air port? He still has no idea what that was even about and still no one will tell him. After a moment though, he just shakes his head and lets it go.

"I don't know-I mean I would say probably not because I have super powers and that comes with super stamina but-you're kinda-you have that too, I'm assuming so maybe?" He supposed that was a thing they could try but he's not exactly super excited to to fall asleep again after those terrible dreams. Leave it to his subconscious to make him feel like a curse and make him think about things he'd rather not.

Speaking of, he's trying to decide if he wants to tell Bucky anything about why he doesn't sleep or not-he's fairly certain if he does that's just gonna be one more concerned adult trying to get him to sleep or try to work through his issues.

"Just, um.. some really bad stuff. I mean-I'm not stranger to bad stuff happening in my life it's kinda just par of the course for me-but that was really bad and I don't really like talking about it."

"I deserved it," he doesn't explain more than that -- if Peter was ready to know, Tony would tell him. Bucky didn't want to rock any proverbial boats.

"The stuff I was given was an attempt to replicate what they used to make Steve into Cap, so I don't think there's really much risk of us hurting each other very badly, but it's up to you," he reassures, frowning a little more when Peter refuses to elaborate on the bad stuff.

"Then I won't ask again," he promises quietly. "But if you ever change your mind, you can come find me. If there's one thing powered people from our world seem to have in common, it's that bad stuff keeps finding us." For a moment, he hesitates. "The nightmares I usually get are someone sending me off to kill Steve again."

The Yeetening

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