1476 {Bucky x reader}

9

"Uno!" Peter puts down a red card with a plus-two in the corner.

"No! Peter!" I grip the table and squeeze my eyes shut.

"Draw six." Bucky chuckles and I glare at him with the deadliest stare. I was doing horrible, I had over ten cards already and they were making me pick up more.

"You're all evil." I pout and pick up six cards from the deck.

"Ah! I love your accent." Peter sighs and I smile as I rearrange my cards.

"Peter, you literally went to Italy." Wanda raises a brow and he shrugs his shoulders.

"Doesn't mean I can't like her accent," he pauses, "and also I didn't get to enjoy it. I was busy." He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.

"Thank you Peter.." I nod my head as Sam puts down a reverse card. I smile to myself and place a plus-four on top. "Yellow." Peter glares at me with annoyance.

I can't wait to tell my brother about this game, he would love it. Nobody's won yet, but just because I have the most cards doesn't mean I'll lose. I sat patiently as everyone took their turns. An almost silent beeping sound caught my attention, I look around for where it was coming from but I couldn't see anything.

"Peter?" I get his attention and everyone quiets down. "Is that important?" I point upwards and he listens.

"Yes!" He springs from his chair, almost tripping over it when he goes running towards a glass wall separating two areas.

"What is it?" Sam gets up from his chair as images begin to appear on the glass.

"It's their base. We've found it! Should we go now?" Peter asks Sam and he nods his head.

"Tell everyone to suit up!" He looks to the small group of us sitting down at a small round table and everyone gets up.

"What's happening?" I ask Bucky as I slowly get up from my seat after everyone else.

"We're gonna get them." He smiles and I furrow my brows. "Suit up." He hits me on the shoulder gently and leaves the room with everyone else.

When I get to my room I grab my things from the desk at the other end of the room. Removing the dress, I changed back into my original clothes and began to put all my gear on.

"Entrare! (Enter!)" I say when a knock echoes from my door. Bucky walks in dressed in an all-black uniform, a belt was tied around his hips with a knife tucked into its sheath. His metal arm was on display while the other was covered and complete with gloves.

"Ready?" He asks and I tighten my last gauntlet with a smirk.

"Andiamo a prendere questi bastardi. (Let's go get these bastards.)" He smiles, though not knowing what I said he was able to understand it was something he could agree with. I follow him through the hallways and outside where this oddly shaped metal container sat waiting.

"This is a quinjet. It lets us get places faster." He tells me quickly as we walk up a platform into the belly of this quinjet.

"How does it help you get places faster?" I question.

"It flys." He smiles as he takes a seat and offers me to sit beside him.

"Flys? That's not possible." I shake my head and look around. "How can this thing fly?" I raise a brow and he chuckles.

"Don't worry about it." He shakes his head and the ground beneath me begins to shake.

"What's happening?" I panic and hold tight onto my chair.