Warnings: fluffiness -
Ahhhh, just a normal, non eventful day for the Winter Soldier. No people to kill, no surprise visiting people, nothing, absolutely dick doodly. Or so he thought.
As he sat there in a chair, within his private little side room, where he kept his "toys", Bucky unnervingly noticed that the home he was staying in with a very peculiar tiny someone, was awfully silent.
"How odd.." He thought.
"Usually that girl is doing something obnoxiously loud, but this time it's uncomfortably quiet...". With that, he felt the unusual need to go find the cause of the utter silence within the home.
"Kari?" He would call out, but he would only be greeted by nothingness. Despite his training as an "emotionless" assassin, he feel an uneasiness hanging above his person. He would call out to his tiny companion again only to be once again greeted by silence.
"This doesn't feel right.." He murmured as he searched each room of the house in a seemingly desperate search for tiny Kari.
Upon entering the living room, he would be greeted with a tiny lump curled up on the couch. With a sigh of relief, Bucky would carefully lean on the backside of the couch, watching his only companion snooze away. But with the slight shift on his left arm, Kari would lazily open one crimson orb and glance at him before for asking;
"What are you doing...?"