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The Next Morning-8:30 AM-Steve's POV

Waking up to someone shouting is one thing, waking up to your bed bouncing is a whole other.

"Steve, it's Christmas!" I hear as I come out of my dream state

I smile at the Sarah who's bouncing on my bed with an ecstatic look on her face.

"Good morning, Honey." I say as I let out a yawn

"Good morning, Steve." she jumps a couple more times

She calms own for a second and sits down at my side, patting my arm before handing me my glass of water and leaving the room.

Bucky's POV

I wake up in a very strange emotional, mental and physical state, my entire bed is shaking.

"Wake up Uncle James, it's Christmas morning!" I hear a familiar voice shout

I crack my eyes open to see Sarah jumping up and down on my bed next to my legs. I bend one and move it around her to put it to where she's jumping in between my knees. When her feet touch the bed, I catch them with my legs and pull her to me. She drops and falls on my chest with an "oof".

"Hey." she smacks my shoulder lightly

She realizes what arm it is and gives me an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry." she mumbles before putting her head down

"It's alright, Doll. How about we go into the living room and cook up some breakfast for today?" I pet her hair slightly to get it out of the way

"Yes please." she hums before getting up and kissing my forehead

I smile at the girl before getting out of my warm bed to fix my hoodie and "joggers" that I wore to bed last night. Once I chug some water down and take some headache meds, I walk into the living room to hear Sarah listening and singing to another Christmas vinyl.

I wonder where Steve keeps getting these from.

The smell of a scent triggers a deeply repressed memory comes floating when I realize what Sarah decided to make for breakfast. As I walk over to the kitchen, I see the familiar food that sits on a plate by the counter. I run over to her and stand behind her.

"You made pancakes?! You are the perfect niece." I put my chin on the top of her head and my hands on her shoulders

"Where's Sarah?" I hear Steve yawn from his bedroom doorway

I stay standing where I am, realizing I can still completely block people's few of her with my body mass. I move out of the way for him to see his daughter, I guess she's smaller than I realize. Sarah turns around for Steve to see the pancakes being set on a plate.

"You made pancakes?!" he exclaims happily before jogging over to us

"Yes I did, some have fruit in them, some do not." Sarah replies

When she's done making the delicious yet unhealthy food, we each grab six pancakes or so to start out with. But, she begins making eggs and bacon too.

"Where did you learn to cook like this?" Steve asks as he puts some syrup on his food

"One of the gifts that I got last night was from Maria, it was a cook book." Sarah explains

After waiting a little while longer she's done cooking the food and brings it over to the table.

"Pretty good for a first try." Steve praises

"Thank you." Sarah says in surprise

"I agree." I nod while I chew on some bacon