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Anonymous said: Barber Shop QuartetOT4 + peanut butter and jelly sandwiches ninemoons42: actualmenacebuckybarnes: "Oh," Bucky said, one lazy Sunday morning when they were all lying around, complaining of hunger but doing nothing about it. "I can make you some of my special sandwiches."  "Special sandwiches?" Sam asked, opening one eye.  "Just go with it." Natasha mumbled, from where she was tucked into Sam’s chest, still half-asleep. "I started making them during the war from what we had in our rations." Bucky said, climbing out of bed and pulling on pajama pants with little Cap shields on them. "All the Commandos loved ‘em." "I never did." Steve said, and got a pillow to the face.  "I’m scared now." Sam muttered. "It’s not gonna be something like … spam and sardines, is it?"  "I wish,” Steve sighed. “I love sardines.”  "Shut up, Steve. They’re great!" Bucky called behind him. "I’m not ruining the surprise."  "Just make mine peanut butter!" Steve yelled, curling into the curve of Natasha’s spine.  They dozed for a few minutes in the golden afternoon before Bucky returned, a plate in his hand piled high with sandwiches.  "It’s not your usual sandwich," he said, passing the plate to Natasha. "So keep an open mind. Except for Steve." Bucky plunked a second plate with two sandwiches on it on the nightstand next to Steve’s head. "Mr. Just Peanut Butter over here."  "Um." Sam said, after Natasha had taken a sandwich nonchalantly and passed him the plate. "This isn’t …" he took a small bite and sure enough. "This peanut butter and … jelly?"  "Yes!" Bucky beamed, taking one sandwich in each hand and biting into one enthusiastically. "I invented it! One day, I was looking at our GI rations, trying to decide between peanut butter on toast or jelly on toast and then I thought … what if I put them together? And bam! Bucky’s Special Sandwich was born."  "It’s too sweet." Steve made a face. "Just pick one or the other, Bucky. Peanut butter’s already sweet enough." "No one asked you, Steve."  Sam looked at Natasha, who shrugged. “I like peanut butter and pickles.” Sam said mildly, and was met with three, aghast faces.  ((according to this source, the combination of peanut butter and jelly in sandwiches may have started during WWII, because it had never been mentioned before the 1940s)) Yay for peanut butter and jelly sandwiches! (I like grape jelly and also strawberry if I can get them. But my real peanut butter+ is cheese.)

Anonymous said: Barber Shop QuartetOT4 + peanut butter and jelly sandwiches

ninemoons42:

actualmenacebuckybarnes:

"Oh," Bucky said, one lazy Sunday morning when they were all lying around, complaining of hunger but doing nothing about it. "I can make you some of my special sandwiches." 

"Special sandwiches?" Sam asked, opening one eye. 

"Just go with it." Natasha mumbled, from where she was tucked into Sam’s chest, still half-asleep.

"I started making them during the war from what we had in our rations." Bucky said, climbing out of bed and pulling on pajama pants with little Cap shields on them. "All the Commandos loved ‘em."

"I never did." Steve said, and got a pillow to the face. 

"I’m scared now." Sam muttered. "It’s not gonna be something like … spam and sardines, is it?" 

"I wish,” Steve sighed. “I love sardines.” 

"Shut up, Steve. They’re great!" Bucky called behind him. "I’m not ruining the surprise." 

"Just make mine peanut butter!" Steve yelled, curling into the curve of Natasha’s spine. 

They dozed for a few minutes in the golden afternoon before Bucky returned, a plate in his hand piled high with sandwiches. 

"It’s not your usual sandwich," he said, passing the plate to Natasha. "So keep an open mind. Except for Steve." Bucky plunked a second plate with two sandwiches on it on the nightstand next to Steve’s head. "Mr. Just Peanut Butter over here." 

"Um." Sam said, after Natasha had taken a sandwich nonchalantly and passed him the plate. "This isn’t …" he took a small bite and sure enough. "This peanut butter and … jelly?" 

"Yes!" Bucky beamed, taking one sandwich in each hand and biting into one enthusiastically. "I invented it! One day, I was looking at our GI rations, trying to decide between peanut butter on toast or jelly on toast and then I thought … what if I put them together? And bam! Bucky’s Special Sandwich was born." 

"It’s too sweet." Steve made a face. "Just pick one or the other, Bucky. Peanut butter’s already sweet enough."

"No one asked you, Steve." 

Sam looked at Natasha, who shrugged. “I like peanut butter and pickles.” Sam said mildly, and was met with three, aghast faces. 

((according to this source, the combination of peanut butter and jelly in sandwiches may have started during WWII, because it had never been mentioned before the 1940s))

Yay for peanut butter and jelly sandwiches!

(I like grape jelly and also strawberry if I can get them. But my real peanut butter+ is cheese.)

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