Becoming his (Bucky x yn x Steve)

32. A leap at a time

"Hello Stevie." Bucky said as he walked down the stairs, his metal arm still dragging along with him a sulking falcon. He immediately let go when he saw that Steve was finishing up preparing food. "What did you make?"

Steve turned and smiled at Bucky, who gave him a rather questioning glance. As far as the world is concerned, Steve was perfectly capable of fighting enemies. But not many had an insight of his special talent in burning down kitchens. He looked at what Steve was making and sighed in relief to see that the kitchen seemed to still be in one piece and the food he was making doesn't look like shit. Steve raised an eyebrow as his best friend let out a breath of relieve. "It's just pancakes, how can someone mess up with pancakes? Although-"

In that moment, Wanda and Yn walks down the stairs that was a few meters from the kitchen. They both seemed to be talking and laughing with each other as they came down, but as soon as they looked towards them, they both froze. Bucky squinted a little to see that they had suddenly stopped moving immediately and turned to inspect himself, Sam and Steve carefully. There seemed to be nothing wrong.

"Okay yn, I'm going to erm...I'm going to go upstairs now. Have fun!" Wanda said as she started floating back up the stairs. Yn made an attempt to grab her, but failed. She sighed and turned back around.

"So erm...."yn said as she walked towards the three of them, who still all looked equally as confused as each other. "How high up can you guys jump?"

"I beg your pardon?" Sam asked bewilderedly.

"Can you jump like...let's say.....two meters into the air?" Yn asked again as she looked at Steve and Bucky. The two super soldiers looked at each other and shook their heads. Yn sighed. "Then I'll do it myself." She raised her hands and streams of energy flowed from her hands towards the ceiling. That's when Bucky and Sam also saw the pancakes that was firmly stuck to the ceiling.

Bucky turned his head and looked at Steve in a questioning look, but Steve was too busy realising that that was where the pancakes had disappeared to. Bucky was not going to let this go so easily, this was possibly the funniest things Captain America could ever have done. "How can someone mess up pancakes, huh? How did you manage this Steve?"

"Well," Steve said as he scratched the back of his head a little. "The menu said to flip the pancake, I did that, but when I looked back at the pan again, the pancakes were just gone. I thought it might have burnt or something."

"Burnt into non-existence?" Yn asked as she smiled at his words. "That's not how the world works Steve. You probably flipped it too hard given you're a super soldier and all."

"You absolute punk." Bucky laughed as he slapped Steve on the shoulder. Meanwhile, Sam quietly slipped away, noticing that he seemed to be third- no, fourth wheeling here.

Yn focused carefully on the pancakes on the ceiling and removed them, gently placing them into a nearby bin. When she was finished she turned around and shook her head at Steve with a smile. Steve pursed his lips and looked to the side a little. "Well, there's still some that didn't quite flip away, do you want some?"

"Sure." Yn said as she walked towards them and looked at the plate of still edible pancakes. It actually didn't look bad, he made sure to pour syrup over the pancakes and top it off with strawberries and blueberries, he even added cream, although it looked a little bit wonky.

"Is it nice?" Steve asked as he watched yn and Bucky take a bite each.

"Well," yn replied. "As you said, no one can mess up pancakes, right?"

Steve chuckled to himself and looked down at the floor. Bucky laughed and pointed at the ceiling again. "Well yn, i think Steve have proven to us that he could indeed mess up making pancakes."