Taking Care Of The Avengers (Loki x Reader) (under edit)

28) Battle Of The Fridge

         

"Ice cream... Chocolate... Pudding..." Steve muttered as he stared at the open refrigerator in deep thought, letting his eyes roam through the contents. "Maybe cold pizza? Orange juice sounds healthier, though..."

Behind him seated at the counter, Bucky rolled his eyes. "Oi, before penguins start migrating here, could you pass the Nutella?" He asked, propping his legs against a stool.

Steve hushed his friend. "I'm thinking."

Bucky huffed and tied his hair into a cute ponytail. He stood up and walked by, tapping Steve's shoulder.

"Hmm?"

"Move," he ordered.

"Give me another minute and this'll be all yours. Okay, Buck?"

"You've been at this for half an hour and I'm hungry. Move!"

"I like pudding but I crave something chocolate-y. But I don't want chocolate, more like something made of-"

Bucky, who had had this YouTube phase, recalled a video he had watched. It was a woman who had the strongest hips in belly-dancing, and she managed to break a slab of wood with it.
With that in mind, as well as hours of training to get stronger hips—because let's face it, everyone needs a little Bucky belly-dancing—Bucky swung his hips and bumped it against Steve's. Steve stumbled to the side, giving his best friend the Eyebrows of Sheer Disappointment.

"Better." He smiled and let his gaze wander from rack to rack. He eyed the tray of a baked dish. Well, I don't want Nutella anymore. Perhaps Chicken and Spinach bake?"

Steve groaned. "It's 9 in the morning, Buck!"

"Says the guy who wanted to eat chocolate. Now, wait."

Steve retired to the counter, scoffing at his friend. "Not so easy now, is it?"

"Be quiet. I'm surveying."

"What you're doing is wasting time." Steve grinned when he saw Bucky's shoulders stiffen. "I can feel you giving me that Winter Smolder."

(Y/n) and her brother walked in.

"What's up?" Clint asked as he stepped closer to the refrigerator and she sat next to Steve, who was fiddling with the cream and sugar bowls.

"Can you guys be quiet? It's hard enough to decide what to eat without you guys yammering around me!" Bucky snapped and slammed the fridge with his metal hand. A hand indent became visible on the side of the fridge.

"No one uses yammering anymore. Which century are you from, man?" (Y/n) yawned. She saw their bemused expressions and bit her lip. "Oh. Get me an ice cream, will you?"

"Wait your turn!"

"Why does everyone want something other than breakfast in the morning?" Steve wondered out loud.

Clint tried to edge in front of the large fridge but Bucky shoved him away threateningly with a growl. Clint glanced at (Y/n), and they nodded.

Operation Cookie Jar has been resurrected.

Clint pretended to act cool, but actually took cover behind a silver cabinet near the fridge as raised her palm, a purple glow emitting brighter and brighter.
She shot a bright light towards Bucky, who jumped at the flash, startled. Clint took this opportunity to jump forward and tackle Bucky out of the way successfully.

(Y/n) shot forward as well and replaced the Winter Soldier victoriously. Steve rubbed his eyes like a child and blinked a few times to regain his vision. When he did see, he chuckled at the sight before him.