Start Of Something New PT 3

Start of Something New PT 3

Bucky X Reader

Warnings: Fluff and slight depression.

A/N:I know I’m on a roll, hopefully I can get a couple more of each story out but again no promises. This chapter is a little more filler I wanted to establish some characteristics more to happen in the next chapter I promise. Also thank you for all the sweet comments I really appreciate them!!

It was like they had cursed you with constant nagging. You had gone back to work like usual for about a week before Tony was down complaining about not having you in his life once again. He had marched himself down to the cafeteria once again demanding that you work the evening in the Avenger home kitchen. You tried to put up a minimal fight, huffing and puffing around your station, to no avail he wasn’t going to let this go anytime soon.

Once more you finished lunch with your regulars, even the new trainees were beginning to warm up, tossing your apron in the bin you head to the elevators set on your task. On the way you ran into Richard, he seemed slightly frazzled rushing his way to what you assumed was the cafeteria.

“No, No please you can’t be leaving!” He whined as he saw where you were headed.

“No, I’m not leaving I have to cook dinner for Tony, that spoiled child, I quote “I can’t live without you or your food any longer. Know that I think about it he may just kidnap me.” You had to shrug your shoulders at his actions, he really would never change.

“Well, can’t you at least turn around for a moment and make me something. My meeting ran late and I need your goodness to make up for it. Please.” he was pulling his best puppy eyes, to you though it was more like the poor dog commercials.

“Well…. I don’t know,” He wouldn’t let you finish that sentence.

“Wait.” He holds up a finger whipping his phone, he spent a few moments talking to the other person before his clicked off with a giant smirk on his face. “I have been approved to join you and your gang for dinner and pre dinner snack for me.”

“Well, how about that. Ok let’s go, what are you in the mood for?”

“I don’t really know, all I knew was that you needed to be the one to make it. It’s really rather addicting stuff.”

You chuckle at his antics, that statement was certainly exaggerated. The doors finally opened at your destination, Richard was relaying an old amusing story. You were gripping your sides, an ache making itself known. A quick movement catches your eye, you jerk your head up to find your cat sitting perched on the counter of the island. All laughter leaves you then, you’re pretty sure its your cat, it’s orange stripped and he was currently meowing at you.

“Will someone tell me why my cat is currently sitting on the countertop?” You weren’t really addressing anyone in particular as you had not known they were in the room.

“Oh do you not allow them on the counter?” Sam quickly gets up and he moves toward the kitchen to remove Private from his perch.

You look blankly at him. Why was he not surprised that your cat was here. Suddenly you here another meow from below you, you find Skipper weaving his way between your legs. “No, it’s more why are my cats, who live at my house and should be there right now, sitting in your home?”

Trying to wrap your head around the concept Tony makes his way in fiddling with a tablet not paying too much attention to the current situation. You march right up to him and demand that he look at you.

“Tony, what the heck is going on here?” You pull the tablet from him when he continued to ignore you. “Why are my cats making themselves known in your house?”

“Oh well you see, I finally figured out why you would never move in. You don’t want to go through the pain of packing and making arrangements for a move so I did it for you. You are rooming right next to Barnes. The cats have already been acquainted to their new home, know where the box is and everything. So in simple terms, welcome home.”

He was mad, no the whole lot of them were mad. They each had just accepted this change, not bothering to get your approval or anything merely taking it. You look at Richard surely the only sane man left in the room.

“Um, forgive me for what I’m about to do.” You turn to the rest of the group mainly at Tony. “Have you all gone insane! What happened to the fact that it was my home you up rooted that I should have some sort of say in moving? I can’t believe you guys!” You waved your hands and started to pace the length of the floor still trying your best to accept that this was happening. “I mean do you know where my mail is going, what if I had packages that are currently being mailed to my house. What about having to change my license, all my bills are currently for that address. Not to mention my lease is still not up for another 4 months.”

“If you would let me explain this would all make more sense to you, but you seem to have your panties in a major bunch right now so let me explain.” Tony had taken your rant in stride and then brushed it all aside. “I, really being Pepper’s henchmen, have taken care of all this. What really happened was a pipe broke in the apartment above you, flooded the whole house. My team was able to save a good portion of it but there were some losses, mostly furniture.” You covered your mouth in shock. Of course this had to happen to you. “Not that you will need much furniture now that you are living here. If there is anything your place is lacking just let FRIDAY know and we will have it ordered. Also we took your clothes to the dry cleaners, they should be back by this evening.” He reached behind him, grabbing an manilla envelope from the counter he handed it over to you. “That contains all your new information, license, bill receipts, forwarding addresses, really anything that you need to know is in there. Now as for your employment…”

Your jaw was trailing the floor, he really did astound you at times. You perked up though when he made that comment. “Woah, no you are not allowed to mess with my employment. I happen to like my job.”

Richard felt the need to put his two cents in as well. “Yeah you can’t steal her, try to keep her all to yourself. You’re not the only one that loves her food.”

He once again waved his hand dismissing your concerns. “No we are merely tweaking it a little. You will continue to run the lunch but after 3 you will come up here. You are now the Avengers personal chef. This will include if you are comfortable with it, any parties that are arranged. You of course will be released from the cafeteria for the days leading up to and of so you may focus on the event. Richard you are more than welcome to join us anytime you would like.”

Richard lets out a grunt of approval clearly okay with it knowing that he was taken care of. On the other hand, your mind was spinning. You couldn’t say no to the offer but at the same time he had just uprooted your whole life with a wave of his hand.

The best course of action, you decided was to ignore it for the moment. Raising your chin at Richard you head to the kitchen, taking out a few items to make his lunch. The group doesn’t say anything, they watch from their seats afraid that they could set you off with a mere word. To them it seems as if your dancing through the area, each movement efficient and purposeful. They can’t help but gaze in wonder as you chopped and scooped, it was a thing of beauty, every once in awhile the youngest Pepper would saunter his way up to you. You would scratch his head and rub your hand down his back to fiddle with his tail, it never once broke your concentration though mere added to the effect. Finally with everything that needed to be cooking on you turn to Richard, who has perched himself upon a stool. He like the others has been watching you and has a gobsmacked look on his face.

“What witchcraft have you spun for me today?”

You crack your first smile since entering. “Well, it’s nothing much but we are having a Honey Dijon Glazed Pork Chop, with mashed white beans and spinach, that is if you don’t mind if I join you for lunch.” You tilt your head at him.

He nods quickly, “Of course, I would be honored to eat lunch with you.” You blush over his compliments. “So who is this spirited fellow that is helping you cook?”

“Oh this is Private Pepper, he is 3 and really loves the attention, follows me pretty much everywhere when I’m at home.” You pause at that thought this was now your home, at least for now, you were going to have to get used to that notion.

“Oh? And how did you come up with a name like that?”

“Well I have a secret loving for the Penguins of Madagascar so that’s where Skipper, the handsome fellow who is stalking you right now, and Private come from. Though the first day I brought Private home he climbed my bed to the side table and dunked his head in my cup of Dr Pepper, hence Private Pepper.” The whole group laughs at this, the first noise they have made the whole time.

“Well, I must admit they fit the name perfectly. Skipper is certainly a handsome fellow.”

“Yes and with some of the silkiest fur you’ll ever feel. Their my boys though so I’m pretty biased.”

“For good reason though, I agree with you.” He was stroking Skipper behind the ear making his diesel engine purr start. “Whew, listen to him go.”

You chuckle and turn back to the stove. You quickly plate everything and head over to sit beside Richard placing his plate down. He gives you a look, asking why you hadn’t made enough for the obvious group behind you. You send him a look right back, the really after what they just pulled. Out loud though you said “They didn’t ask for any.”

Bucky decided that he had been ignored for long enough. He made his way to the seat next to you. Having just cut a piece off you went to take a bite only to have your fork diverted. Bucky leaned over and chomped down onto your fork. You let out a small yelp.

“‘Scuse you Sir, that happens to be my food.” You sent a glare only to be met with a smirk.

“Yes but this is really good. It was rude of you to not offer to make the rest of the present company some as well.” He takes the fork and starts to eat more from your plate.

“That,” you take the fork back and angle your plate further away from him. “Is because you bunch should have eaten already and I was making a point.”

“Oh yeah and what point was that?”

“That you can’t just demand and take whatever or in this case whomever you want whenever you want. There could be circumstances that you are unaware of.”

“Oh and what could that be?”

“Well,” you rack your brain for some sort of excuse. “Maybe I was interested in one of my neighbors.” You pull a smug face until you realize what you had just implied. You pause at that thought. It shouldn’t really matter because as you had decide before this whole liking Bucky thing was never going to go any farther than friendship. Unfortunately it was too late to take back everything you had just said so you raised your chin and met his eyes face on.

While you were berating yourself you had missed the flash of hurt and confusion that passed over Bucky’s features, he hardened them once you lifted your sights back to him though. Nat jumped off the couch and rushes to you.

“What what? The (Y/N) has an interest in someone? Who, who is it?” She grabs your shoulders practically shaking you as she tries to pry information from you.

“I never said I had an interest in anyone. I was merely stating that there could be a situation that you all don’t know about that you may not have known about.” You see Bucky perk up a little at that comment. Inside you feel your heart leap a little from the thought of him being happy you weren’t interested in someone. You would have to deal with that later for now you had to save the last bit of food that Bucky had decided was his.

“Excuse you, that is mine I haven’t eaten all day and i happen to be hungry.” you reach for the plate but he pulls it back closer to him.

“But doll, it’s really good.”

“Don’t doll me, I’m not one of your spaceport floozies, give me my food. You will all get dinner in a little while anyway.”

“What on earth is a “spaceport floozie”?” He tilts his head trying to figure out what you had just said. You take that moment to grab your plate.

“It’s from a movie called Treasure Planet, we can watch it some time i think you may enjoy it.” You turn and take a couple big bites so you can say you had a little something.

“Excellent idea, how about we order in some pizza and we can watch this movie of yours.” Tony spoke up already going about ordering for later.

“Wait aren’t I supposed to cook here?”

“Yes but you have had a long and trying day. You deserve a break. Alright everyone meet back here at 6:30 on the dot and we’ll get this party started. Bucky can show you to your room, get it all set up the way you like it and what not.” With that he is off again, once more fiddling on his tablet. Bruce trains behind barely catching up as the door closes on them.

You look at Richard who is just finishing up his meal. “Well, I guess that's my cue to leave, thank you for the meal it was divine. I will see you Monday yes?” You nod before he goes to the elevator.

Some of the others had dispersed, leaving you with Bucky, Nat, and Wanda to accompany you to your new home. Swinging by the counter you gain both your boys who lead the way to your room. You were surprised they usually didn’t take to people as quickly as they had to this group. Small victories you reminded yourself.

When the door slid open, your jaw brushed the floor once again. The room was twice the size of your whole entire apartment. The bed was a California King and still seemed small with all the space. There was your favorite reading chair by the window with a lamp and bookshelf framing it. Your walls were decorated like they were in your home. You turn slightly to find a massive 80 inch TV decorating the wall with all your DVDs underneath on the TV stand. You could see part of the walk in closet and you already know your clothes barely filled half of it. You ventured into the bathroom and were met with not only a jacuzzi bathtub but also a shower that had at least 6 different spout from all different directions. You had no doubt that the floors were probably heated and you more than likely could watch movies in there as well.

You came back out to find your three guest had made themselves comfortable on the bed. You quirked an eyebrow. “Really, you’re just going to make yourselves comfortable, this is my room you know.”

“Well your cats were just asking to be pet and who could deny such adorable little guys. I mean they demanded to be pet.” Wanda protested. She currently had private rolled over on his back giving her access to his sides and stomach, using his paws to keep her hand right where he wanted it.

“Fine, I’ll give you that. Since you all are here, I was going to take a nap and continue one of my shows so if you would like to join you can just keep it down.”

They all nodded and got even more comfortable where they were. There was more than enough room. You had always taken up a lot of room, but for once in your life you felt small and you cherished the feeling of not taking up that much room. You pushed from your mind that you were literally sleeping next to Bucky. You quickly turned on the TV and played the show, once you settled you drifted off listen to the quiet commentary going on. Maybe this whole thing wouldn’t be as bad as you thought.

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Iron Man & Mrs. King (20/20)

Pairing: Tony x Reader Word Count: 1366 Warnings: Domestic Abuse, fluff, some swearing. JARVIS is still an AI, Bucky is part of the team.

6 months later, Asgard

Y/N stood on a balcony overlooking a training courtyard that was filled with Sif’s warriors. Odin and Loki kept watch next to her as one of Sif’s latest trainees was sparing against a man covered in the day’s bruises. He was slightly skinnier and his face no longer held his signature sneer, but Wayne was still very recognizable.

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Am I Enough PT 17

Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Angst a bunch of angst

A/N: I can’t believe I finished this. I want to apologize, I was only asking if people were still reading because it motivates me to write and as the chapters came out the fewer people noted it. From the first chapter had 300 + notes and chapter 15 had about 30. THANK YOU ALL for reading and I hope you enjoy this next chapter. I’m seeing only a few more chapters but I’ll let you know.

You bolted.

Ran as fast as your stupid heels would let you.

You didn’t look back.

Didn’t listen to their pleas as you stumbled towards the elevator trying to balance yourself.

To others, it would appear like you were merely drunk stumbling against the walls. Finally, the doors shut, not before seeing their faces. Your back met the wall and your legs gave out from the shaking. Your mind was racing. He couldn’t, he wouldn’t, why would he?

The door opens to your floor but you can’t find the strength to move lucky for you there is a man waiting on the floor quickly catching the door before it sent you right back to where you didn’t want to be.

“FRIDAY, hold the elevator,” Tony whispered, without a word the doors remained open. Tony slid down the wall, wrapping his arm around your shoulders, before pulling you into him. It started with a single tear, Tony watched it fall, his heartbreaking, wondering how such a girl could ever end so broken in the corner of an elevator.

The rest of the team soon emerged from the next elevator over. Bucky was the first to come in view, you quickly turned into Tony burying your head into his neck, refusing look at him. Tony’s suit was soon soaked in tears and your shoulders shook against his grasp.

“FRIDAY, close the doors send us to my room.” The doors begin to shut. “Stay away Barnes, you’ve done enough.” With that, the doors shut, sending you up once more.

As the doors opened Tony helped you off the ground, walking you into the sitting area of his apartment before placing you on the couch. He quickly walks over to the bar to grab you a glass of the hard stuff, once done coming over and making sure you drink it.

“There you are, sweetheart, I got you. What happened?” He wraps his hand once more around your shoulders. Suddenly the doors ding and they both tense swinging to see who it was. To their relief it was Wanda, she quickly hurried over to you almost pushing Tony away as she pulls you into her.

“Draga, are you alright? You suddenly ran from the party. What happened?” She runs her hands over your hair shushing the cries coming from you.

“He… they…” You were choking on your own tears trying your hardest to contain them.

“Deep breath, Draga. It’s alright, take your time. Would you like some water or tea? Might help you calm down then we can talk about what happened. No rush though.” She continued to stroke your hair and travel down to your back. You nodded your head not trusting your voice. She doesn’t move but you can tell from the red in her eyes she was making the tea for you.

“Ok, black or green tea?” She asks gently. You whisper your answer. “Sugar or honey?” In a couple minutes the tea was floating over to you. Wrapping your hands around the mug you shakily lift the glass to your lips.

The warmth of the tea seems to calm you down a little. You take some deep breaths as you continue drinking.Tony and Wanda hover nearby, occasionally placing their hands rubbing their hands up and down your arms, merely assuring you that they were still there.

You finally set an empty cup down. You take a deep breath before looking at them both. You settle on Wanda, “When we were talking I noticed that Bucky had been gone awhile even though it was just to refill our drinks. So I thought maybe he got hung up talking with the guys.You pointed me towards the balcony,”You gesture towards Tony before taking a fortifying breath preparing yourself to continue.”So I headed over there and as I was opening the door I saw that hair. That red hair and his arm, and suddenly it was like that night so long ago. They were so close to each other like they were kissing or something. I….I don’t want to know. I don’t care what they were doing.” Your breath is coming in shorter bursts, your mind was reeling trying to recall everything but still trying to forget it at the same time. “I can’t .. I don’t want to remember. But at the same time, I want to know why. Why does he always chose her? I thought it was getting better. It was like it used to be like I was the only woman in the whole world. So why? Why is she so special? Why Am I Not Enough?”

You couldn’t continue, hyperventilating Wanda helps you bend over trying to control the amount of airflow. She continues to rub your back but she has added in quiet whispers, you cannot discern the meaning as she is speaking her mother tongue but it seems to be helping as you can breathe just a little easier. A few very stubborn tears make their way out and you lean your head into the crook of Wanda’s neck burrowing to get away from all the pain.

The elevator opens once more and out walks Sam frantically searching the room. When he sees you tucked on the couch he quickly walks towards you collapsing to his knees in front of you. You peel yourself away and throw yourself into the proven safe arms.

“Hey,” he grips on tight almost as if he can keep you together if he just holds on tight enough. “Hey baby girl, I just talked to Steve and Bucky. They said you ran into the elevator. What happened?”

You were getting a little tired of that question. Why wouldn’t they just let it go? They could talk to each other. The only thing you wanted to do now escaped into the beautiful oblivion that is sleep and forgets it all. Even if you had to face the truth tomorrow. The adrenaline was finally leaving you, with it came only whatever alcohol coursed through and you fell limp against Sam. Letting go of every ounce of control and strength left, leaving yourself completely in Sam’s care.

“You can take her to the guest room” Sam lifts you up into his arms while Tony shows the way. “Third door on the right. Let her sleep, we can explain what went down when you get back.” Sam merely nods before heading out.

He gently places you on the bed, pulling off your shoes gently tucking your legs underneath the blanket. He moved on to your hair pulling out any hairpins letting it fall down. When a tap on the door comes Wanda quickly drops off a glass of water with some aspirin before leaving quickly. Sam holds it up waiting for you to drink it. Finally, he goes to the bathroom grabbing a washcloth.

It is warm on your face as he wipes away your makeup erasing the tear tracks and soothing your eyes as he folds it gently upon your eyes. “Go to sleep baby girl I’ll be here in the morning. We can talk then.” He kisses your forehead and sits back. When your breathing evens out he grabs the cloth and exits the room quietly.

He wonders back into the main area to see the whole group, Bucky and Nat included. Walking around to the front so that he can take in every single one of them. Saying there was tension was an understatement, it ran thick through the group each one eyeing the other trying to figure out who was to blame.He makes eye contact with each one settling each one into their seats.

“Now, I think this is going to be a civil and informative conversation. Each of you will have a chance to speak until we are all on the same page. I don’t want to hear a single thing out of any of you. It is about time we get we our heads and facts straight.” He glares at each of them showing them a rare sight of how he truly works. “Let me remind you right now we are here because we all love her to different degrees keep that in mind. I want to hear from you, Tony, about what happened after (Y/N) left the party.”

Tony proceeds to recount the story an obvious hostile tone directed straight at the two offenders. Wanda can be seen nodding her head agreeing but as she takes in the emotions of the two in question. There is something about the remorse and the pain she is feeling, but mostly it is the lack of guilt or shame. She cocks her head taking in the two, they weren’t touching, weren’t even making eye contact with each other. In fact, they seemed at peace with each other like they had a full understanding of where they stood with each other.

Tony wraps up spitting some final insults. Sam shushes him, turning to the two in question, he gestures for them to start. Natasha begins stating everything almost like she was in a mission debrief making every point clear and concise. She had sought Bucky out, spurred on by the need to clear the air and finally be free of this burden.

“I saw Bucky approach us, Sam and I, at the bar. He was refilling (Y/N)’s drink. We started up a conversation and I thought now was a good time as ever to get it done. I figured we could finish it and move on enjoy the rest of the evening with his lady and I could enjoy the rest of the night. I wanted a more quiet environment make sure I left nothing out. We started to head to the balcony until Bucky stopped me and had Sam follow us. Figured we could have someone mediate for us and make sure there would be no misunderstandings if someone walked up. As you can tell that didn’t really go to plan.” She leans forward and buries her head in her hands. “It was because (Y/N) had found us talking the other day. I could see it in her eyes that she still had her doubts. I couldn’t get the sight out of my head. I want my best friend back and I figured the best way to do that was to figure out where I stand with Bucky and to make sure we both understood our positions.” She trails off, her eyes are glistening with tears.

As she falls silent eyes cast to the floor Bucky picks up, telling his story. “There is not much to say, it’s as she says. We talked and once we realized that we would never be anything ever and how much I love (Y/N), we hugged and that’s when I  heard her gasp. By the time I got inside Tony was taking care of her and told me not to come near her.”

The room falls silent as they each get lost in their thoughts, making their own connections and coming to conclusions. As they each affirmed their ideas they looked up and glanced at each other.

“Well, I’m guessing we have all come to the same conclusion. So now the only question is how do we get our girl to see the same thing as we do?” Sam is leaning against a wall and thinking about how to go about this.

For the next couple hours, the group started coming up with idea and plans. They worked like the well-oiled machine that they were and the best part was they working towards making the one person who held the group together the happiest they could.

When the sun rose the next day, they would start Operation Glue.

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Mission Gone Wrong PT1

Summary: What happens when pretty much the entire team gets turned into animals and the only one left is you to take care of them.

A/N: This has been sitting in my brain for awhile, it is going to be maybe a mini series just a few parts. Also Pietro is alive and Ross is a jerk that no longer exists in my mind. I got the ideas for their animal based off personalities but Tony and Bruce are based off of King Julien and Kowalski from Penguins of Madagascar. I hope you enjoy! There is no pairing as off yet, there may not be one at all we shall see.

It was a mission gone wrong. There were no injuries and no one was missing or captured, it had just gone wrong.

You were pretty much the only one, minus Peter of the regular team, that didn’t have to go, you had just gotten back from a week long mission yourself. Your story wasn’t the most thrilling or awe inspiring, you had been picked up by a SHIELD agent one afternoon, whisked away to be trained and some how made a part of the Avengers team. There wasn’t much to be said about your powers or skills, being able to control the earth and most living things including but not limited to plants and animals, they weren’t the strongest or by forth to most useful. Your test scores and performance ratings where average at best. In all it had confused you how you had come to be in this particular group. So when Steve called in to update you, you found yourself rather surprised and more confused than worried, especially because he didn’t share any details with you.

Now waiting in the hangar, you watch the jet slowly descend and the ramp lowered. From where you were standing you could hear arguing and people talking but none of them were exiting the plane.

Finally growing impatient you head up the ramp, maybe they needed some assistants deboarding. What you found instead was a small menagerie, a yellow lab quickly bounded up to you and ,being the animal lover that you were, reached your hand and began to pat its head.

“Hey, you guys need help? Why do you have a dog was it a research facility?” You glance around and see a bird, it might be a falcon, you couldn’t be sure. Glancing up you see a black snake wrapping itself around a support beam, its yellow eyes firmly fixed on you.

“Uh… (Y/N), as much as I am enjoying this would you mind pausing, we have a situation.” Steve’s voice comes from below. Your eyes shoot down to see that the dog was talking to you.

There were really no words for the current situation. You tried to rub your eyes, even pinched yourself but you were pretty certain that the dog had spoken to you. “Steve… Steve are you a….a dog?”

“I believe so.” He shook his head, leaving your side he rounded so that you were now facing each other. “It’s not just me though it seems we were all changed into animals though I can’t recall how that came to be.” His paw began to raise, which you were sure he meant to rub the back of his head but it ended with his scratching his head. Realizing what he was doing he quickly lowered it and let out a deep sigh.

“So,” you look around finding a few more animals tucked in the jet. “Are all of you animals?” You were having a hard time wrapping your head around it. How had the jet gotten home if they were all animals?

Shaking your head to clear your thoughts you focus back on Steve. “Yes we are. I was hoping you could grab a cart that could carry us all, maybe something inconspicuous. We already contacted Helen ran the situation by her, but we would prefer if not to many people saw us like this.”

Not wanting to say anymore to confuse yourself, you quickly exit the jet making for the stack of covered carts that they usually house the weapons in. Making sure it was empty you roll it into the jet.

Steve climbs in first making himself comfortable on the bottom. Next comes the falcon, who swoops to the upper layer. “Howdy, (Y/N) thanks for the lift.” Came clear voice of Clint, which was a shock considering.

“Hey, Clint.” Next the snake came, sliding in from the top of the case to curl up next to Clint. “I’m going to say that you are Nat, because being a snake suits you very well.”

“Got that right, I’m a mighty fine one at that.” She drops her head down, closing her eyes, strangely calm about the whole situation but really what more could she do at this point.

Your startled when you feel something begin to brush up against you, with a small yelp you look down. Finding a red panda curling up against your leg. Hoisting the animal into your arms you can’t help the small squeal that comes out. You had always wanted to hold one of these, a dream come true.

“Wow, I knew you had a thing for bad boys, why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Sam questioned, thoroughly enjoying being in your arms and petted. You giggle in response and place him down next to Steve.

“Man, Sam you are quite the cutie but shouldn’t you be a bird, like Clint, how did he become your namesake?” You run your hand down his body once more.

“What can I say the world saw that I was cuter than a bird. Look at me I’m adorable, who can resist me? Just like in my human form.” He was preening puffing out his chest and making bug doe eyes at you. Shaking your head you turn away, looking for other members of your little herd.

Your eyes quickly find an odd pair further up. A small fennec fox and a praying mantis sat close together. Ears twitching as you drew closer, holding out your hand for the small bug to climb on.

“(Y/N), dear how are you? Thank you so much for coming to our rescue.” Wanda’s voice drifted out of the foxes mouth.

“Yes we find ourselves in a very unusual predicament. Something completely unplanned for.” Vision stated while he perched in your palm letting you left him to give him a closer inspection.

Wanda hopped down and followed you back to the crate. “Wanda, are you alright, I mean besides being a fox, any pains you seem to be enjoying this as much as one can despite the circumstances.”

“Oh yes this is all quite interesting. Like a whole new perspective of the world.” She jumps into the box and once again places herself next to vision. You hear a pounding of paws against the floor and brace yourself. When you finally look up after determining that you weren’t going to get hit, you see next to Wanda is a regular red fox.

“Ah Pietro, of course you would look like your sister. But I must say you are looking quite majestic as a fox.”

“Yes indeed the finest fox out there. I thought for sure I would be a cheetah or something but I like this. See my fur it is brilliant.” He spins in a circle trying to take himself in. You snickered knowing that a fox fits him perfectly, being that he is a a quick and sneaky little thing. Once more you shift to find the remaining three members of your team. You could hear Tony and Bruce chatting off in the corner.

When you reach their voices you quickly pull out your phone laughing at the scene in front of you. Tony has been turned into a ring tail lemur and Bruce is penguin, both are huddled around a tablet that is leaning against the wall. It is showing the incident and they are trying to decipher what actually happened.

“See there, right there.” Tony points to a blurry figure in the corner of the screen. From what you can see they seem to have a fog emerging from them. “That has to be them. We just have to know what kind of compound they used. Helen can take blood samples and what not. I’m sure there have to be traces of it still in our system.”

“Excuse me gentlemen but if you don’t mind the quicker we get you loaded the quicker we will have your answers.” You grab the tablet from between them, hoping that they knew how to walk in their current forms. They did because they quickly follow you.

“Hey Tony, looking mighty devolved there. Too bad all your hard work couldn’t prevent this.” Sam mocks while Tony climbs in.

“Speak for yourself fluffy, I happen to have thumbs unlike the rest of you so suck it. “ You hand him the tablet once more, he promptly turns back to Bruce and they start discussing sciency things.

Now all you needed was Bucky, but glancing around you couldn’t seem to find him. “Steve any idea where Bucky is?” You continue sweeping your eyes around the jet hoping to catch a glimpse of some type of animal.

“Check under the seats, he was a little out of it.” You quickly got down and searched. He wasn’t under the back seats so maybe up front. As you approached you see a quick black blur below the copilot seat. Getting down you are met with stormy blue eyes emerging from a black depth.

“Hey Bucky, you comfortable under there?” You don’t try to move him or reach for him. One thing you had learned about Bucky was that he had to be the one to do things yes you could ask but it was better to get expressed permission before trying to help him.

“I am quite comfortable, I just happened to be tired and this seemed like a good place to sleep. No one to disturb me.” He slowly blinks his eyes at you as if to show that was all he had been.

“Alright, well would you like to join us? We are going to go figure all this out. Maybe fix you guys up?” You stand up and wait for him to emerge, not wanting to push or overcrowd him.

When he finally did emerge he took your breath away. His coat was a dark brown, almost to the point of being black but you were sure once the sun hit it the chocolate brown would come out. The next thing you noticed was that his right leg was a dark silver matching his metal arm. He was a Siberian cat his coat long and his stature quite big rivaling some Maine Coon cats you had seen before. He had to be the most majestic and poised cat you had ever seen. As he moved across the floor you couldn’t help but appreciate that he glided across the room, silent but fully in control of the animal he had become.

With the team fully loaded you proceeded into the hangar and quickly into the elevator. Upon arriving at the lab you opened the door to let the gang out.

“Hey Cho, I brought my little herd with me. Where would you like them?” You gently place Bruce on the floor, then grab Wanda and Vision from their shelf placing them onto a nearby table.

“I’m going to need samples from each of them would you place them all on tables for me. Then we can get to work.”

“Helen I want a full DNA analysis so we can go over it. There has to be something here to help us.” Bruce walked, more like waddled, over to her tapping her leg to get her attention on him. She jumped slightly as she looked down.

“Oh yeah they can talk, not quite sure how but they do. Makes it easier though if I do say so myself.” You helped reassure her, heavens knows you still had a hard time wrapping your head around it.

“Uh yeah, sure, will do Bruce I will pull it up on the big screen and we can go over it together when it is done.” She waived to her assistants and they proceeded to draw blood from each of them. “(Y/N) would you also debrief the group on what happened, while I finished this up. It will help figure out what to look for.”

Tony jumped onto her shoulder, once again scaring the poor woman. “We know it was a gas we have surveillance footage of the time, what we are missing is the what it actually is. It came at us like a smoke but thicker.” He wraps his tail around her neck clear that he is going to follow her about while she worked.

They begin to chat as the first samples get pulled up on the screen. A slight movement catches your eye. Turning you find that Vision is waving his arms at you. “What can I do for you?”

“I would like to join Mr. Stark and Ms. Cho but I fear it would take me quite awhile to get over there.”

“Oh sure no problem, happy to assist.” You lower your hand so he can climb on board. Crossing the room you gently place him down on the counter next to them. You don’t bother staying because you are almost positive you won’t be able to understand even half of what they are saying.

Surveying the room you get a clear look at the predicament you now find yourself in. Standing in a room full of animals and no  idea how to help. You are trying to squash the need to pick them up and pet them all but geez, Steve is looking rather adorable and Bucky is stretched out perfectly for you to run your hands down his back.

“Can I get you guys anything?” Your feeling at a lose.

“Yeah some water would be great.” Steve speaks up coming over to you. The impulse is to strong and you place your hand on his head scratching right behind his ears. As he leans into it you quickly snatch your hand back, a blush making its way to your cheeks once again.

“Sorry, habit.” Not daring to look him in the eye.

“It’s alright it felt pretty good if I do say so myself. Though I have no idea why.” He cocks his head to the side and you have the urge to take a picture.

Swinging away quickly before you could once again embarrass yourself. Heading over to the sink you are once again faced with a dilemma, should you do cups or bowls.

“Ummm guys,” you were almost positive you couldn’t get any redder, that or you might burst into flame where you stood, “would you prefer a cup or should I just place some bowls out for you?”

They all give you a blank look, that you can’t be serious kind of look. “Really, (Y/N)?”

“Yeah it’s not like any of you have thumbs or anything, well Tony does, but It is a very valid question.  And what about food do I give you human food or will that mess your animal bodies up, Should I go get some dog food and cat food, or do you think that the kitchen can make us animal food that fit in with each of you but doesn’t look like regular animal food. But I’m not too sure what you all eat.” You were rambling, you knew that but you couldn’t seem to stop. It’s not like you could ask too many people how to handle something like this. Havens knows it wasn’t in the handbook. Suddenly you felt a weight on your shoulder and a pleasant heat fell on you. Blinking you find that Bucky is now perched on you and is rubbing his head against your cheek.

“Calm down, Doll.” Once he knows he has your full attention. “Panicking is going to get us no where. You have a good point for now why don’t you do bowls and we will make do but do a separate bowl for each of us. I don’t feel like sharing with Mr. Slobber mouth over there.” He jerks his head toward Steve who has placed himself across your feet.

“Hey, I do not slobber.”

“Ok, I’ll do that.” You take a deep breath and begin to fill the bowls and then place them around the room. When you finish you carefully go to a clear corner and slide down the wall. Bucky and Steve quickly join you curling up  on your lap and across your legs. “I guess we will just have to wait until our little genius squad figures things out won’t we.”

They both nod before relaxing, the pleasant warmth comes back to you and you lean your head against one of the walls. Stroking Bucky’s back brings out a purr from him, a gentle rumble that soothes you. Closing your eyes you wait for answers.

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