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B-Sides: Sing, Sing, Sing
Next installment in The Sarah Bucky Songbooks MasterList
Fluff! I can write Fluff. Here’s some, take it!
Summary: Sometimes when you can’t talk, you sing.
Tags: SarahBucky, Bucky in the Shower, Singing, Memories, fluffy!
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Thursday was Bucky’s day off. It was the day he had the house to himself all day. On Thursdays, he ran his errands, had his coffee dates with Perry, made sure that Mrs. Barker, the across the street neighbor, didn’t need anything. That Thursday, he trimmed Mrs. Barker’s hedges, for which he was paid with a paperbag full of peaches. He had no idea what he was going to do with them, wondered how many peaches he could eat before he got sick. Probably a lot.
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Thursday was Sarah’s most unpredictable day. Prepping for the weekend rush could be exhausting, some weeks, enough to make her drink. But some weeks, everything aligned and just *worked*. This Thursday was a magical one — no one called in sick, the deliveries all came on time. She was empty handed by noon and decided to treat herself to a few hours at home. Maybe enjoy some time with Bucky before he left to DC for the weekend.
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Bonus Song for this one:
1) I love this fic! Bucky finding and learning to be comfortable with a part of his voice, shouting, through singing. And he picks a song that is in essence a shout from the heart.
And I love the conversation he and Sarah have about why he’s singing, and a little of his history.
2) It’s Adele’s Birthday! I am ever gobsmacked at the sound of her voice on the chorus of this song. It sounds like her heart just opens completely. No extraneous melisma, no screaming. No real acrobatics. Just…singing the damn song.
To paraphrase Sarah: “If you don’t sing along on that part, you just might be a robot.”
Jazz Standards, Vol 3 - Chapter 8 - “Royal Garden Blues”, Part 2 is LIVE!
Sarah’s adventures in Wakanda with Bucky continue.
You want Romance? Look no further. It’s in The Garden.
Part of The Sarah Bucky Songbooks
Please read the tags! Adult content ahead. Not intended for minors.)
Friday morning RB.
Because, Friday morning, and who doesn’t want a little romance in a garden setting on a Friday morning looking at Saturday in the near distance?
