Picking up the Pieces

Bruce had commandeered one of the mostly empty garage sections to work in. He'd felt awful about smashing Bucky's bike to pieces while as the Hulk and was currently sitting in the middle of the floor surrounded by the broken and twisted pieces. He was a scientist, he could fix this....right? But the more he looked over a book on motorcycles and back at the dented pieces of metal that used to be a bike, the more hopeless this seemed. Bruce ran a hand over his face with a sigh, this was looking hopeless.

[follows this, thread is for americacapt]