❖ 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐓 ┊ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑

"A knife would be good. I'll transform my soulsword into something more akin to it in size." She begins showing him the buttons. And there is a LOT of them. Now, she's on Youtube typing in and playing an oldie song he used to listen to. "Plucked right out of your era, John Doe"

Her arms cross over her chest before she huffs like a child, her head shaking as she moved to strip her clothes off and hop in the shower behind him. “Stop trying to kill me.”

“Bucky you can’t just—“ Her face once again turns bright red, hands moving to hide herself as she whined. But she tried not to react too much, her head shaking. “Yes I know but you can’t just.. jesus christ.” She was definitely getting shy now.

"Oh? I love a good spar. Though I'm better at sword than fist." She taps the sofa cushion beside her. "Sit. Let me show you because I'll only do it once. And you can listen to music on this thing too."

“I was being polite, you big dork.” Her hand tightened on the door handle, blinking before shyly looking away and trying to avoid his gaze. “Didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

She quietly knocked on the door, not wanting to barge in and startle him. Her hand turned the knob as she stuck her head in. “Can I join or should I wait till you get out?”

"Definitely. But if you refuse to make dinner, I'm not so big of a jerk as to throw you out." She then says, "Not sure what a guy like you does to pass the time... There's a TV here. Has Netflix and all that... Do you know how to use a modern TV, old man?" Her tone is teasing.

Her cheeks turned red the moment he said that, a soft whine slipping past her lips as she hid her face. “Good god.” She huffed before getting up and following him to their room to find something to wear.

𝚊wWWWWW ?? FOR MEEEE ? you SHOULDN'T HAVE !! ( SNATCHES IT WITH ALL THE GREED OF THE SIN ITSELF . ) smells && looks superb . what spices did you use for this ? did you stir it with your metal arm ? can your metal arm turn into a big spoon ? i can Make It. this is great

“And a war hero, it seems, despite what happened in your present.”

𝚒 need you all * to start eating healthier, bigger , Real meals . please .

“A soldier? What kind of soldier?”

"Please. I get so much cardio in it doesn't even matter. And you're right about perfect condition. I'm the ex queen of Limbo after all," she says arrogantly. The Mutant scoops up a spoonful of stew, blows on it, and downs it. Her eyebrows raise. "Oh. It's got some good flavor."

"Uh... Not really no. Always had someone to make it for me... Servants in Limbo, Scott in the X-Mansion, Dr. Strange in the Sanctum..." She rubs her chin out of intrigue. "I think you cooking will do nicely in helping out around here. You've got the job."

“Oh, there’s no need for stealth with me.”