The car seemed plenty nice to Steve, but then, he'd never actually owned a car. Okay, he could have, but the motorcycle worked just fine and it got him where he needed to go. He kind of liked it - but he liked this car, too, making sure Bucky was secure in the seat before getting them moving in the right direction. They had to get through a couple of guard stations to even get off the property, but once they saw who Bucky was with, it wasn't a problem. Pretty soon, they were on the road, and he couldn't help but glance over at Bucky wryly. "So... why a dog?"
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Date: 2014-06-10 05:42 am (UTC)