𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 ➣ [𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖋 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

. ˚◞♡ ⃗ 🕊*ೃ༄ 𝟼 : ‎ᗢ : 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚘

-ˋˏ ༻ 𝟔𝟎𝐬 ༺ ˎˊ-

After Bucky left for work, Y/N was straightening the pillows on the couch and fluffing them, when she heard a loud thud coming from outside. It was much louder and harder than the ones she had heard previously in the morning.

Worried with curiosity, she stepped out of the house with caution, peeking over her shoulder and looking around for anything suspicious. As she continued to walk through the front porch, she spotted something bright among the bushes.

After picking it up, she noticed that it looked like some kind of toy. It was red and yellow, unlike the dull, black-and-white surroundings.

She glanced at the window of the bedroom and back to the object in hand, wandering and lost in her thoughts. Slowly, she tilted it upwards and noticed the peculiar symbol— an upside-down cross within a circle.

Y/N looked up with furrowed eyebrows; How had it even made it to her home in the first place? And why was it in a different colour from the surroundings? Most importantly—

"Look, it's the star o' of the show!" Amy's cheerful chuckle broke into Y/N's thoughts.

Y/N dropped the helicopter into her rose bushes at her neighbour's sudden appearance, "Amy," she breathed out and placed a hand on the fence on the other side of her bush in an attempt to appear unfazed and hide the helicopter from view, "I'm sorry. What did you say?"

"Oh, I brought my pet rabbit," she raised the cage with a white rabbit in hand, "For you magic act."

"Yes, of course!" Y/N nodded with a bright smile, "Thank you, Amy," she accepted the cage when Amy offered it to her, "We will take good care of him."

"Señor Scratchy just loves the stage," Amy boasted and Y/N began to walk towards the porch of her house, to leave the cage in safely, "He played baby Jesus in last year's Christmas pageant."

"Oh!" Y/N nodded over her shoulder awkwardly in acknowledgment as she walked into her house.

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After setting the cage in her house, Y/N walked back to Amy, where she was still waiting by the fence, "Shall we?"

"Oh, we shall," Amy offered her hand and Y/N looped theirs' together and began to walk down the pavement.

Sparing one last glance at the bushes with the helicopter, Y/N continued to walk along with Amy.

"So, are you ready to meet Queen Cul de Sac and her Merry Homemakers?" Amy questioned, making Y/N chuckle.

"Amy, Dottie can't be as bad as you say."

"Hmm, well, you'll notice her roses bloom under penalty of death," she gestured at the house they had reached and came to a stop in front of her, "Y/N, can I give you a bit of friendly advice?"