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We'd gotten Brutus yesterday and the rest of the team was already begging to meet him.

Last night, Steve insisted that it sleep in the room with us; I was not pleased.

I barely slept that night in favor of sitting on Bucky's throat to stare at it as it slept on the floor.

JARVIS made sure to inform us that the creature's presence was known throughout the tower.

"It wouldn't hurt to let Brutus meet the team," Bucky muttered to Steve over his steaming cup of coffee.

"He's going to have to meet them eventually," Steve agreed as he crunched on a piece of bacon.

I uncurled from Bucky's lap, which caught his attention for a few moments.

It caught Steve's attention when I put my front paws onto the table and pulled myself up.

"Buck," Steve commented, staring at me as I laid my eyes onto the plate of bacon in the center of the table.

Bucky picked me up by my scruff and turned me around so I was facing him before he handed me a piece of bacon from his plate.

I pulled it closer to me and hunched down as I crunched on it, my tail curling around my paws.

"Bucky," Steve's tone was disapproving. It was funny how all Steve had to say was Bucky's name and the message would get across.

"My food, my kitten," was all Bucky responded with.
I heard the heavy clicking of claws on the floor as the creature sat at Bucky's left side and stared up at him with big eyes.

"Do not give him anything," Steve told Bucky a bit exasperatedly.

Bucky had rolled his eyes and gave me some crust from his toast.

We went downstairs to the common room after breakfast.

Bucky had carried me and Steve had the creature on a leash.

The others were finishing up breakfast when we got there, they were eating in the living room area watching TV.

Clint's eyes locked on the four of us as soon as we walked into the room. "Dog," was all he said with a look of intensity on his face.

Natasha rolled her eyes, "Clint do not harass the dog,".

Clint didn't even spare her a glance, "I need to pet it,".

Natasha sent him a glare, "Don't you dare," she warned.

Steve headed over to the group while Bucky walked right past them and went into the kitchen.

Steve's conversation muted as we got to the fridge, Bucky pulled out a bottle of water.

Bucky set me on the counter and gave me an ear scritch before he hopped up onto the counter himself.

I padded over and perched on his thigh as he took a few sips.

Steve came in not long after that bearing a leash, but no dog. "Well they seem to like Brutus," Steve announced as he walked up and put inserted himself between Bucky's thighs to kiss his cheek.

"Did you expect anything else?" Bucky questioned before returning the favor.