"So," Amelia starts, pointing to the TV with the controller in her hands positively, "This is Assassins Creed."

"What?"

"Okay, so I left all my other good games at Evan's but this game isn't bad. Basically, you're an assassin-"

"Ex-assassin." Bucky states.

"No, In the game your character is an assassin. I started the story again since I completed it, all you do is plan along with what's happening and I'll tell you what buttons to press. It's really simple, you'll get used to it." She handed him the Xbox controller.

"Is this what you do with your day usually?"

"Rude," Amelia stated, "I don't actually play a lot, I've gone off games if I'm honest. No, I spend most my days working from home, watching tv and..." she realised her life sounded pathetic. She was so unadventurous. "Anyway, I thought it'll be funny to introduce it to you."

"So, I move this to move?" Bucky questions while staring at the TV. She didn't need to answer him as he moved the left stick anyway and started to walk. "How do I jump?"

Amelia showed him how to work the controller, then Bucky was all set and was walking through a village. They hear a knock at the front door, and Bucky pauses the game while Amelia gets up and peeks through the looking glass on her door. Amelia sighs, then tells Bucky it was okay and he un-pauses the game and continues to play, while she opens the door to an angry looking neighbor.

"I swear, sometimes you let her out purposely!" Her next door neighbor, Albert started. He was a 40 year old grumpy man, who always loved to complain. "This is twice now!" He growls, pushing the cat that was in his hands into Amelia's arms.

"Sorry Al." Amelia mumbled, trying not to laugh at his ridiculous attitude, "She must have escaped when I went out to get some milk."

"Keep that beast locked up away from me!" He snapped, turning around and walking off to his own apartment, cursing under his breath. Amelia rolled her eyes and shut her door, holding her cat up to her face at eye level whilst shaking her head.

"What have I said about running off?" She tuts, putting Alaska back on the ground. Alaska ran straight upstairs and Amelia walked back into the living room, sitting next to Bucky who was chewing his bottom lip in annoyance. Amelia raised her brow while looking at the TV

"How on earth are the guards chasing after you already?!"

"I don't know! I think I accidentally stabbed someone."

Amelia playfully rolled her eyes and continued to watch Bucky confusingly play Assassin's Creed. Her stomach grumbled, and she considered ordering Chinese.

"God damn!" Bucky groans as a guard killed his character. He sighs and starts the level again, being careful to not accidentally stab anyone. Amelia's stomach grumbled again and she placed a hand on her stomach, frowning.

"Hey, do you want a curry?"

"Sure..." Bucky replied, eyes not leaving the game. She got up and walked into the kitchen, pulling her phone out her pocket and calling the Chinese place that was just down the road. She ordered a chicken curry with rice and pawn crackers, and they said they would deliver it in under twenty minutes. She thanked them, then went back into the living room and sat next to Bucky.

"I think I'm getting the hang of it." He told her, blending in with a crowd of people as he tried to hide from people who were after him.

"I think you are," Amelia replied, chuckling. Alaska returned from upstairs and climbed onto the sofa, walking onto Bucky's lap and laying there, purring and wanting attention. Bucky glanced down at her, then back to the TV.

"Uh, your cat is going to kill me." He said, and Amelia burst out into laughter.

"What?"

Alaska continued to purr and sits up, standing on her two back legs whilst her two from paws rested on Bucky's chest. She bumped her forehead against his chin, and Bucky looked down again and tried to nudged her off his lap slightly, but she didn't move.

When he looked back up again the person who was looking for him had killed him. Bucky's face falls, and Amelia couldn't stop laughing.

"This is your fault." Bucky frowns, staring down at the happy cat that wanted his attention. He couldn't stay mad at the poor cat for long, she was just too cute. He smile slightly and stroked her, scratching her under her chin and behind her ear. She purred and lied back down on his lap. Amelia's laughter calms down and Bucky starts a new game.

"Who knew you would be a cat person." Amelia smiles, and Bucky shrugs. She watches him as he continues to play the game a little longer under a loud knock irrupted from her front door. She tells Bucky not to worry, as it wasn't any HYDRA police again. She grabs her purse and answers the door, paying the delivery man and taking the bag of food off him. She went into the kitchen and shared it out onto plates, and brought the two plates and bag of pawn crackers into the living room.

"Pause your game." She orders softly. He does so and glances up at her, putting the controller down and grabbing a plate of her. She sat back down again, and placed the bag of crackers between them for them to grab whenever they wanted one.

Bucky eats a forkful of curry and rice, chewing it slowly, enjoying every last taste, "This is so good. How did you learn to cook like this?"

Amelia stares at him blankly. Was he really so mesmerized by the game that he didn't see her walk in with the bag of food? Nonetheless she smiles slightly and chuckles awkwardly.

"I don't know, I guess from my mum?" She raises her eyebrow, wondering if he would believe her. He eats some more and makes a noise of satisfaction.

"Your mum must have been an excellent cook."

"Um, yeah." Amelia mumbles, trying to hide her smirk. At least now Bucky thought she was a good cook, because if she did attempt to cook a chicken curry she would have burned everything, "Try dipping the crackers in the sauce."

He picks up a cracker the same time Amelia does, and they both dip it into the curry sauce and eat it. Alaska smells the chicken and sits up again, staring at Bucky for some food.

"It's delicious." Bucky comments, then notices Alaska staring at him, "No cat."

Amelia giggled at his choice of words, eating another cracker.