Parent!Stucky

Steve woke up to his thirteen-year-olds 4:50 alarm. Bucky groaned. "I'm gonna shoot that damn phone Tony got her." Steve rubbed the other man's back. "I'll go see if she's awake."

Caitlyn, their thirteen-year-old daughter, was fumbling around grabbing clothes and turning her alarm off. "Daaaaaaaaadddddd, I need coffee." Steve chuckled. "I'll make breakfast and get Pita up." The girl's face brightened up. "Can I?"

A few minutes later a scream came from her throat. "DAD YOUR ARM!" Bucky ran out of the room, hair sticking up, pistol in hand and Steve's shield in his other. Caitlyn and Steve started laughing.

Caitlyn headed into the bathroom and screamed, genuine, this time. "I NEED UNDERWEAR!" Bucky sighed and grabbed her a pair of black underwear with a silver elastic band on it and tossing it into the bathroom. The teenager grabbed it, and changed, before walking out with a hairbrush and hair ties. "Pita, can you do my hair?"

Bucky smiled and nodded, having her sit down while he did a 1940's hairstyle on her. The super soldier had to do his sister's hair and so it was routine to do one of his sister's style. Steve smiled and watched him do their daughter's hair, it was a bonding moment between the two.

A few hours later and they drove her to school, helping her adjust her dress and getting her bag out of the car. Caitlyn smiled at them. "I love you, dads."

"We love you too, daughter of ours."

The teenager headed inside the school. Instantly the school's student population turned to her and started whispering as she tried to proudly walk to class.

"Such a slut."

"They probably don't love her."

"That's so not Captain America's Daughter."

"Her father is a murderer, he killed my grandfather."

Caitlyn broke down crying.

"Look, it's crying!"

"Your such a bitch!

"Slut!"

"So ugly!"

This happened throughout the whole day and when Bucky picked Caitlyn up, she had switched clothes and had on baggy clothes and a sweatshirt on. Bucky instantly got out and went to hug her, and she broke down again in his arms.

"Oh look, it's crying again!"

"Good! It's such a slut!"

Bucky ignored the comments and helped get Caitlyn in the car. "You're beautiful, Princess."

Caitlyn ignored him and played her music in her earbuds. She was angry and sad and heartbroken.

Steve instantly noticed how Caitlyn stormed inside the house and to her bedroom, pulling her bag behind her. The teen instantly started on doing her homework. Bucky walked inside the house and looked at Steve.

"She's getting bullied."

"What?"

"Steve, she's ignoring them and they're calling her such evil and horrible names."

Steve sighed. "I'll call the school, let them know what's going on."

Caitlyn walked out of the room, tears showing from the shadow that her hood. "You think I'm a slut too huh?"

"No baby, not at all."

She looked up at him and let out a soft sob. "Daddy, you don't mean that."

Steve hugged her. "Its okay." He held her face. "You're beautiful because you're our daughter, and no matter what, you will be beautiful and our daughter."