Am I Enough PT 17

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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Why? Just Why?

Bucky X Reader; Steve; Avengers

Warnings: Fluffy Fluff

Summary: Reader wants to make a meal for the group but with the way they eat she needs to pull out the big guns. She heads to Sam’s Club to find all her goods without breaking the bank.

A/N: I know I’m horrible for not updating the 2 stories I have been working on but this has been rattling around in my head.

There was a relaxing excitement in the air. Barely passed breakfast and the team was draped over various pieces of furniture, Sam was flipping through Netflix never really settling on a movie. No one seemed to mind though each was enjoying having a moment to do absolutely nothing. The group had decided that they would spend the day together but none really had the energy to actually plan anything besides sitting and watching some TV.

You came strolling in having left to grab a book, you survey the scene in front of you taking in the various positions available to you to sit. Suddenly an idea came to mind, it was something your family had always done on family nights.

“Hey how about I make dinner this evening? Nothing better than a home-cooked meal to round out a lazy day.” You watched the whole group perk up, like excited puppy dogs, you could almost see some tails wagging.

“Well, I guess that answers that question.” You giggle as the group nods their heads quickly. You set your book down on a side table. “Let me grab my purse, I have some shopping to do.” You pause swinging back around to take in the group. You realize that you have 2 super soldiers, a god, a hulk and a man with an apparent endless stomach. “I’m thinking Sam’s Club should have enough.” You start back towards your room.

Upon your return, Steve and Bucky are waiting each has a questioning look upon their face. “What is this Sam’s Club and why will it solve our feeding problem?” Steve asks timidly like he should know the answer but is ashamed to admit he doesn’t.

You place a hand on his shoulder, “Hey don’t sweat it, not everyone has experienced the greatness that is Sam’s Club. How about this why don’t you both come with me? Heavens knows I will probably need the 2 of you to get the stuff back here anyway.” You head to the elevator with your tagalongs. On your way to one of the world’s best places.

Pulling up to the building, Steve and Bucky can only take in the unassuming building. You climbed out calling to the boys. “Well come along, we can’t spend too much time here.”

They quickly followed. Grabbing a cart you flashed the front door man your card before heading inside. The boys slowly walked in behind her. When they finally got a clear view they stopped. Their jaws were dragging the floor trying to take in everything that was displayed in front of them.

“What? What is all this?” Bucky had a dumbfounded look on his face.

“This is the magic of Sam’s Club. It’s bulk buying at a cheaper cost. It’s usually for businesses that need supplies, or things for the office. A lot of this can be resold in individuals. If they are hosting events or just need something for the office. Of course, there are families that come here because they buy in bulk to save money and have plenty of mouths to feed. Hence why we came here.”

They weakly nod their heads. “So all this stuff is cheaper because you’re buying so much at once?” Bucky is still trying to wrap his head around the idea.

“Yup, it’s like a warehouse. So come on we have shopping to do.” You start to push the cart away only to find they haven’t followed. You backpedal, placing one of their hands on the side of the cart. “Ok, here hold on to the cart, Don't let go I don’t want you to get lost.” You talk slowly so they could understand. They nod and start moving with the cart.

You start heading through the aisles not really paying any mind to what was there you were focused on sales and food. Unfortunately, the guys had to pick something up and ask why there needed to be so many of certain things. You were barely through half the store before you reached the clearance section of the store. You quickly worked through the area judging if the price was worth it or would this jacket look nice. You grabbed a couple shirts and a nice big pack of socks. The boys were looking over some shoes and t-shirts.

“What you think Stevie? This one or the blue one.” Bucky them up trying to decide.

“I don’t really know they both look nice though you do need a little more color in your wardrobe maybe do the blue.” Steve ponders.

You can’t help the laugh that comes out. “You both realize those shirts are only $4 each right?” They look down at the bin seeing the big sign attached to it.

They look at each other before they each grab one of each color. They follow up with a pair of shoes. They dive back in and come up with a couple random kitchen gadgets. Bucky holds up a milkshake blender. “Hey, Doll, may I get this, what does it do?”

“It makes milkshakes, of course, it makes them in larger batches but still. Also, we do have a blender that makes them.” You reply they were falling into the trap of a good deal.

“I know that but this makes just milkshakes, I don’t have to share with anyone. Also not having to worry about those weird “healthy concoctions that Steve makes us drink, mixing in either.” He affirms his decision before placing it in the cart.

Steve has a similar story though he has a dehydrator. He had heard something about making fruit into a yummy snack that he could take on missions, not having to eat so many granola bars. As you start to move away from both their hands found their way to the cart latching on once more. You couldn’t help but chuckle at them. They listened so well it was like shopping with the world’s best-behaved kids, they even had the constant what’s this questions to affirm it. Slipping your phone out you took a picture of the moment. You quickly send it to the group with the simple caption: Shopping with my boys! Couldn’t ask for more well-behaved kids.

You finally reach food and begin to pile things in. The guys found giant boxes of their favorite cereal and a few snacks they always have to constantly buy. You had finally decided to make pulled pork sandwiches with all the fixings. You strolled through the frozen aisles picking up cheesecake for dessert and a veggie blend.

Finally making it to fresh produce, Steve stocks up on different fruit he can use in his new machine. Bucky added items to add to his gallons of ice cream for tonight's milkshakes. You focused on your meal, drifting to the meat selection you browse the pork butt. Steve and Bucky are still attached to the cart. You finally pick out 2 well-marbled pieces both about 15 lbs each. Bucky quickly comes over to grab both from you.

“Wow Doll, do we really need this much? I mean I know we eat a lot but this may be a bit excessive.” He places both in the cart anyway. You pass by the flowers taking a quick look before moving on to your final destination of bread.

“Yup, I have no doubt that once you try this there will be nothing left. If there is it won’t be there for long trust me.” Finally heading to bread you quickly pull a bag of white and wheat rolls to finish off your meal.

Checking out was quick and efficient as is the norm, the guys once again having to scoop their jaws up seeing the price. “No way, how could that only cost that? This is worth twice that amount.” Steve is trying to calculate everything but couldn’t find an answer.

“Like I said the magic of Sam’s Club. Let’s grab some lunch before we head back.” You escort them to the concession stand. “Hey is pizza alright with you guys?” Seeing their nods you grab a slice for each of you along with your cups. Bucky grabs the plates and Steve the cups going to fill them up, already knowing what each of you would drink, though you saw him pause at the sheer number of options to choose from.

Sitting across from Bucky, you place napkins and parmesan in the middle of the table. He is staring at the giant slice of pizza, trying to figure out the need to have a quarter of a large pizza for that price. “Why? Just why?”

Once again you chuckle, shrugging while taking in his astonishment. Eating in silence your group finishes quickly and exit the building and loading up the SUV before starting your trek back to the compound.

Grabbing a cart you walk the small horde of food in, you exit the elevator to see the rest seemingly in the exact same position as when you left. The only indicators of movement being some Chinese containers on the coffee table.

“Sooo, how did your shopping adventure go?” Nat asks sitting up.

Steve and Bucky look at each other and a glazed look comes over their faces. “It was… it was, yeah.” A sign escaping and having absolutely no words to describe what they had just gone through. “But look at all the things we got. Having moved their things to a separate table they showed the group their finds pride evident at the great price they found them at.

Making your way to the kitchen, you proceeded to start dinner. You couldn’t help but listen to the guys as they spun their adventure in the superstore. Getting caught up in the movements you fail to see Bucky sneak in beside you. You end up turning and bumping into him.

“Hey handsome, did you need something?”

“Nope came to check on my girl see if she needed any help and also thank her for a wonderful day so far.” With that, he pulled out a bundle of flowers.

“What? How?” You never even saw him pick them up let alone buy them.

“Master assassin remember?” He leans in a gives you a quick peck on the lips before stepping back.

“Well thanks for this and I should be good for now just want to get this pork cooking and then we should all be good to go.”

Thor stomps in interrupting your moment with Bucky. “What is this club belonging to Sam, how is it that it is so magical and may I get my own club as well?”

The group merely laughs and you can tell this was going to be a great day off.

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Mission Gone Wrong PT 2

Warnings: Nothing really

You know that feeling, like someone watching you while your sleeping, that's what you’re feeling right now. You were slowly waking up, becoming more aware of the noises and movements around you. You try not to move, after what you had been through it worked better for you not to rush into anything in case of danger. Assessing your position to the noise, you find that you’re in the lab-based of beeping and some of Tony’s curses, your back is to the wall and you have several warm weights lying on different parts of you.

The past events quickly come back to you, the Quinjet full of animals. Knowing you are safe you slowly open your eyes, only to be met by a set of steely grey ones. Set in the dark fur, it made them glow with even more mystery than he already was. You let out a soft sigh, this was a great way to wake up, even if Bucky happened to be a cat. He reached his paw up gently running it down your face, careful not to use his claws.

“Hey doll, you awake?” You jump slightly, who wouldn’t, you’d forgotten that they could still talk in this form.

“Hey Buck, what’s wrong?” You get slightly panicked, he is a cat now, not something you were used to having around you. “Water? Food? What can I do?”

“Well first you can calm down I’m fine. So is everyone else though I think you woke most of them up from the nap they were having.” You glance around you finding several animals perched about you, some draped across your legs like Steve and Sam. Clint perched on your shoulder, with Nat tucked safely into his side. Wanda had been tucked into the crook of your arm but now was nestled against your chest, you hadn’t noticed her until this moment.

“Oh sorry Wanda, hope I didn’t squish you.”

“All’s good. It really felt like a full body hug, I really enjoyed it. Maybe I can get another one later?” She quirks her head to the side, looking absolutely adorable, there was no way you were going to say no to her. She jumps down and curls up next to her brother, who is now laying on his back stretched along one of your thighs.

A paw comes back and forces you to look back at Bucky. “Tony said there was nothing to be done for a while so he said to head upstairs, not going to do much good here heating up the corner. Help me wake the others and we can go to the family room, maybe keep it chill tonight and watch a movie.”

You nod, you shift your legs which seem effective to waking everyone up. They all stretch and Bucky shares the news with them all. You heard them towards the door and receive a quick wave and nod from Helen and Bruce still wrapped up in their computer screens.

“Hey let me know what everyone wants for dinner, as of right now if they have something, in particular, I can order it. I’m going to assume the animal instincts are kicking in because I am craving some fruit, mostly mangos and Bruce is craving fish.”

“Ok, I’ll let you know want Friday to take an order from everyone?”

“Sure that works for me.”

You turn away and enter the now loaded elevator. “Tony wants to know what you all want for dinner, apparently you all should be getting some cravings so just let FRIDAY know and she will order it for you.”

When the elevator opens the herd spills out, it seems Clint and Bucky are arguing over the best kind of fish and who could catch a mouse better, you ignore them and look at Steve who is looking rather confused.

“I think you are the only one that hasn’t ordered anything besides myself.” You have to hold your hand back so you don’t pet his ears, but it is hard to resist, his tail is slightly wagging and with his head cocked to the side he looks just too adorable to handle.

“I don’t know I feel like I could go for anything, I mean nothing is super jumping out at me like ‘Hey I really want to eat that!’ Though I do seem to want bacon that seems really good to me.” His tail starts to wag rather fast at the thought of bacon.

“Alright I could go for a burger would you like me to get you one? One with bacon and cheese?” He jumps up and spins in a circle a few times.

“Oh yes, please that sounds so good. I very like that very much. With fries as well.” He spins in a circle, causing you to chuckle as you place the order, FRIDAY states that all the food would be there are about 20 minutes.

The team begins to settle around the living room. It’s funny because usually when the whole team is together the room seems almost crowded, but now it looks like a small circus and the furniture practically swallows them up. They make do though, you get the remote and quickly start flipping through movies. You come to one that makes you chuckle but as the others aren’t paying attention at the moment you decide to go for it.

You had decided to wait for Tony and the food before starting the movie but both were along rather quickly. You place each order in front of the respective person. Once everyone began to dive in, some struggling to try to figure out how the heck they were going to eat you began the movie.

You don’t start eating as you really want to see how they would go about it. You had placed a mouse in front of Nat.

The opening credits were well underway before someone even looked up. No one really seemed to know what the movie was. It didn’t really surprise you as it was a rather old movie.

“(Y/N)? What are we watching? This seems rather old.”

“It is rather old, I found it one day while I was scrolling through movies, it’s called Dr. Dolittle.” Only a couple of people chuckle, Sam gave you what you assumed was a glare, he was a bird it’s hard to tell what he is doing.  “I saw the one with Eddie Murphy but I prefer this one, it has better humor and less CGI.”

Steve came up for air after eating about half his burger though it is now in pieces all around his plate. “What’s Dr. Dolittle about?”

Sam jumps into an answer before you, “It’s about a veterinarian that can talk to animals.” Steve looks at you, the rest of the team finally catches on and laugh. Steve only has a small glare for you.

You raise your hands in a mock defense. “What?! I kinda feel like I’m in that same situation right now. It’s funny, I think you will like this movie.” You ignore any other comments and get drawn into the movie just as easily as you had the first time you had watched it.

When the movie finished though not without a few dozen comments along the way, Tony jumps up raising his hands. “That settles that I am getting a two-headed llama. FRIDAY find me a llama.”

“Yes, Sir.” Came the simple response, though you were pretty sure it would be hard almost impossible to find one.

You look around at your now self-proclaimed herd. On any other night, most would be retiring to their rooms and getting ready for bed. This time though they seem to be hanging around as if waiting for something to happen. You clean up the plates and start the Roomba to pick up the bits of food that were now scattered throughout the room, it seemed not everyone had been successful in eating the food. You clean the water bowls and place them out again. Next, you tidy up your own dishes before starting a cup of tea. It had been a stressful day you thought you deserved it. By the time the water boiled and your cup now prepared to your taste, the group had moved to the kitchen and were looking at you expectantly.

Confused you asked shyly, “Did one of you want a cup? I should have asked before sorry.” As soon as you said it you knew it was stupid. You take a quick drink to stop your talking.

“No, no tea” they all share a look before they look back at you Tony stepping up as the spokesperson. “It's just that it would be wise to… stick together...yes stay together in case any of us change back and there are after effects.” He almost stutters which shocks you see how he is usually very assured of himself.

“What Tony is trying to say is, we are small and staying in a room by ourselves doesn’t sound very appealing or safe so we were wondering if we could bunk with you.” Steve steps up to explain. Giving Tony a slight glare as he clarified the situation.

“Uh yeah sure, um would you like to sleep out here or is my room ok?” You didn’t know what to really do in this situation.

“Let’s go to your room no need to make you uncomfortable, that is if you don’t mind us.” With the puppy dog eyes, he was currently giving you there was no way you would ever be able to say no to the man, or dog, or whatever.

“Ok well, I guess my room it is. I will warn you it’s a little messy.” You shepherd them down the hall to your room.

You open the door and the lights come on. The room was far bigger than you had ever had before and you worked with it. Your bed was, on the far wall across from the floor to ceiling windows, draped across it was a quilt that your mother had made herself. Over your bed, you had a collage of all your favorite things, from movie references, your favorite musical, to different places you traveled. Along the other walls hung paintings that you found interesting along with other cool things, friends and family had given you over the years. One wall held a giant bookcase filled with all your books, each proudly on display, though you had a few of the raunchier hidden behind others. Next to the case was a comfy chair with another quilt from your mother. A small table held a teapot and a stack of books along with a rocking chair. What made the room special was the window you had brought in some vines and had them grow to cover part of the windows making a nest, covered in flowers and foliage to make it comfortable. Two trees made a canopy overhead, filling the room with a lush earthy scent. You could see the garden from your window and see how all the plants seemed to sway toward your room. Overall your room was cozy and what you could expect from anyone’s room, granted it would usually be smaller.

They all shuffle in looking around, none of them had really ever been in your room so it was new for all of you. You shuffle a little as you let them go through your things. Going to the closet you grab a pair of pajamas heading into the bathroom to change and get ready for bed. When you come out the group is still staring at various things in your room. Bruce and Tony have both pulled down some of your science fiction books, you blush knowing that they probably thought them childish.

“Oh (Y/N), this is really interesting may I borrow it?” Tony ask you as you walk by.  “I think I can make a couple of these things into reality. Seriously how do people come up with these things and not invent them? Of course, I’m not just anybody. Would you mind bringing it up to the lab tomorrow?” He never once glances at you just goes back to reading as Bruce nods. It seems they were going to be settling down there for the night.

There seemed to be quite a large collection of them on your bed none of them were laying down just yet. You assumed they were waiting for you to get in. You pull the covers down and carefully slide in. All but the birds who were getting quite comfortable in the nest by the window. Each settles down taking different curves in your body nestling into your warmth. Wanda and Pietro are by your legs, Steve and Natasha across your lap. As you slide down to fully lay down. Bucky decided that being right next to your face is the best bet. His tail swishing gently against your other pillow. His head resting on your collarbone. Flicking the lights off, the gentle sound of breathing and the extra warmth lull you into a peaceful sleep.

Or at least you would have if Sam hadn’t asked a very alarming question. “Hey how slash where am I supposed to use the restroom? Wait do I have to go outside?” There was a large inhale of breath at that. You sit up straight, well crap you really hadn’t thought that through.

“Um, I mean if you can use the toilet go ahead, um though I’m not sure I could take you outside I guess.” Of course, this had to happen to you. “Does everyone have to go?”

There were a few nods but no one seemed to be making eye contact with anyone else let alone you. You get back up and put some shoes on. You head toward the door with pretty much everyone silently following after, you open the fire exit door just down the hall. The group spreads out on the platform, no one wanted to move, the whole thought of having to pee or do something else was possibly the worst thing ever. They all shuffle before finally dispersing to very separate corners of the compound.

Wandering back the look of shame adorned each face except for Clint who was looking extremely pleased with himself. “Guys I just peed flying, like do you know how awesome that was. Man, I love being a bird.” He perches on the railing.

“Guys I never want to do that again,” Sam trudges up the stairs last. “Tony is it entirely possible to fix this by tomorrow, please. Also, let’s never speak of this to anyone. Agreed?” Everyone violently nodded in agreement.

After once again getting into bed and comfortable you think of the next day to come. “Hey, Tony?” You ask shyly. “When do you think everyone will go back to normal?”

“Well, I’m hoping by tomorrow. I have FRIDAY running numbers and simulations, hopefully, we will have more answers by tomorrow. Thanks for putting up with all this.”

“Oh no problem, just doing what I can.” With that you finally click the light off, everyone resumes their original positions once more settling down. Tomorrow would be an interesting day, to say the least.

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