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Tony Stark Bingo 2019 - Drabble Collection

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“I can’t find a cell signal, at all!”

Bucky kept layering branches to make a shelter. “Relax, doll.”

Tony scowled. “You relax.”

“I intend to.” Bucky stretched out on the pine needles he’d gathered and patted the spot next to him. “Come on in and get cozy. It’s gonna rain.”

Tony gave his phone a last glare and flopped down ungraciously. The mound of pine needles was surprisingly springy and soft. “Maybe I’ll be able to get a signal after the storm passes.”

“Wouldn’t doubt it,” Bucky agreed gamely, pulling Tony into his arms. “Lemme take your mind off it.”