"Solider No!" Steve heard as he walked in from his run.
He heard her scream, then a loud crash of a pot hit the floor.
Steve ran to the kitchen and found Abigail and Bucky throwing flour at each other, eggs were broken on the counters and floor, milk was spilled everywhere, and batter on everything.
"What's going on!" Steve yelled at them. They stopped, but Bucky threw the flour in his hand at Steve, landing on his chest, and on most of his right arm.
"Breakfast?" Abigail said, "Guess what it is!" Before Steve could answer her. "IT'S PANCAKES!" She laughed and threw flour at Bucky face, and took off out of the kitchen.
"Hey! Get back here!" He chased after her. He heard her scream, and Bucky carried her back into the kitchen. "I'm hungry, and you are going to help me cook food."
"I wanna get clean first! I haven't showered in seventy years!" She whined at him. "Smell me!"
She lifted her armpit up at him. He took a sniff and made a gross-out face.
"Ew, okay go!" He let go of her, and she took off down the hallway, them hearing a door slam. Bucky had a big goofy grin. He turned to Steve.
"Steve!" He said happily. He looked like his old self. "She's giving me so many memories! Like the last night, I had one about, a morning from the thirty's"
"That's good!" He said back. "Who was there?"
"Me, her, a small girl with brown hair, and an older one with brown hair too." He said happily. "Oh, by the way, who are they. She called them Rebecca, Michale, and Eithal."
Steve smile went away. "They were your younger siblings."
"I had siblings?" His smile fell from his face.
"Yes," He put his hands on his shoulders. "Michale was five years younger than you, Eithal was a year younger than Michale, and Rebecca was fourteen years younger than you."
Bucky thought for a second. He hated H.Y.D.R.A. before, but know, he fucking despised them. "What about my parent's..." He mumbled.
"Your mother's name was Makayla. She was Seventeen when she had you. Your father died in World War One that was bombed by a U-boat. Your step-father Nick died a month after Becca was born, he was pulled into a printing press."
Bucky had new information added to his mind, and it made him dizzy. He stumbled back and walked to the living room. He didn't care if he made the couch dirty, he just needs to sit.
"Solider, I hope it's okay, but I used your shower and took some of your close since," she stopped and saw him looking sad on the couch. "Sweetheart, what's wrong." She ran to him quickly.
"I told him stuff that he needs to know." Steve sighed and went to clean the kitchen.
"Sweetheart, look at me." She said softly, in a mothers voice. "It's okay love." She moved his hair out of his eyes. "What's wrong."
"I got information about my family." He looked down at the floor. She lightly grabbed his face and brought it up to hers.
"What was it about, I would love to know about them." She gave him a loving smile.
"No, it's best that you not know." He gave her a small smile and leaned into her touch.
"Are you sure?" She asked. "It's okay to show your feelings to me, you never held back before." He just gave her a smile. "Okay Solider, take a shower, your gross feeling." She gave a smirk.
She walked into the kitchen to find Steve already cooking. "There's the head chef, I was wondering when you'd you show up."
"Shut up blondie." She giggled and grabbed the bacon from the fridge.
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FanfictionThe swinging 40's Everyone is happy. The war was far from america, and who cares about that. That was til they attacked us. The last day with her fiancee, before he was shipped off to the war. Abigail wake up a hundred years later. What has happen t...