New fic: War Dogs

[gwyn]

Just some quick, last minute Christmas Stucky with dogs.

War Dogs (3055 words) by gwyneth rhys
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Timothy "Dum Dum" Dugan, Gabe Jones, Chester Phillips
Additional Tags: Dogs, Service Dogs, World War II, Military Animals, Christmas Presents, Christmas Fluff, Bucky Barnes the Dog Whisperer
Summary:

With a deep, world-weary sigh, the colonel glared at him and said, “All right. Fine. Keep your damn pet. But if it does anything that costs me my super soldier, you’ll be strung up, drawn and quartered, turned into ground round, and then fed to her, is that clear?”

Comments

[ranalore]

OH MY GOD, woman, it's like you wrote this just for me. I mean, if someone had asked me what Christmas-themed Stucky fic I might like, I would say, something along the lines of the Howlies having a mascot dog who loved Bucky best and then Sam suggesting to Steve that Bucky could use an emotional support animal, so Steve adopts them a dog for Christmas (who of course loves Bucky best). And having her be another kind of prisoner rescued from Hydra is perfect, and then she gets to save their lives! And of course when I saw that "2015," my reaction was, "Yeah, but what happened to Gretel?!" Of course you came through and answered that one, to my great relief. I also love her name, and Rita's, and Steve trying to be sneaky, and Phillips learning Steve is only half of a matched set of unstoppable force, and craft-brew mustards, but most of all, I love the healing power of warm fuzzies. They make us better people if we let them.

Thank you for this Yule gift.

[sperrywink]

Lovely! Thanks for sharing!

[gwyn]

Thanks!

[gwyn]

I'm really glad that you enjoyed it so much. If it feels like I wrote it for you, then I did! No, I would never leave anyone hanging with what happened to Gretel, believe me--there was no way I was going to do anything with her, other than imagine some fantasy scenarios of the adventures of Sgt. Barnes and Gretel the Howling Commando, where she didn't end up in some cushy life living until she was 20 and having a ball.

There were no real mustards, of course, but I think Bucky would never miss the chance to get in digs at Hipster Brooklyn, you know? I'm sure Bucky's presents were pretty amazing.