Happy Holidays, everyone! Here's the story I was talking about in my last update on Thor and the Midgard Objects. If I miss a day, welp, sorry. You'll just get two chapters the next day. Enjoy!

I. What Do the Holidays Mean?

On the twelfth day of Christmas the Avengers to me
Twelve dead HYDRA agents
Eleven flying ants
Ten Widow stingers
Nine hundred bullets
Eight Witch's hexes
Seven Wing thingys
Six Explosive Arrows
Five lapsaroundtheworldinasecond
Four Iron Men
Three robots
Two Demi-gods
And a Hulk who just smashed our tree!

"Yay!" Cheered Pepper Potts, Hope van Dyne, Jane Foster, Betty Ross and Ultron (who had been reprogrammed for the holidays). The New and Old Avengers took a bow.

"Whoopie," drawled Bucky Barnes.

Rhody hopped over to Bucky and slapped him on the shoulder. "Man, you need to get into the holiday spirit more!"

"Shut up!" Bucky snapped in the other iron man's face. "I can celebrate the holidays the way I want!"

"Which, I hope, means not terrorizing the city," Steve cut. Bucky sighed. That's exactly what he was going to do but since Steve was his best friend he decided to be good.

"And remember, Santa's watching!" Sang Clint.

Natasha gawked. "You still believe in Санкт- класс?"

"You don't?"

Everyone split up either to talk to their girlfriend or each other (or sibling in Vision's case). Sam had no one else to chat to so he went over to Bucky. "You don't look like you're in the holiday spirit really."

"It's because I'm not!" Snapped Bucky.

"Why?"

Bucky thought about it. Really, this was his first official Christmas since…before the HYDRA days. He couldn't remember what to do during the holidays. All he remembered while he was with HYDRA were lots of loud crowds cheering or singing and then screaming as he murdered them. "Well…" he said slowly. "I never celebrated Christmas since the year before I fell off that…rocket?

The Avengers froze. "WHAT?!" Yelped Tony. "You haven't celebrated Christmas?! What did HYDRA do to you!?"

Vision flew over and patted Bucky on the back. "There there. It's my first Christmas too!"

"And mine," added Ultron.

"Technically Bucky's never had an official family Christmas," said Natasha.

"WHAT?!" Roared Pietro, Thor and Scott

"Really?" Asked the others and Bucky.

"I fell your pain," sighed Tony.

Bucky was dumbstruck. "What…what is that supposed to mean?"

Natasha opened her mouth but Steve cut in. "You were an orphan from early on."

All the Avengers winced. Bucky took a moment to absorb that information. Then he burst into howls and stormed away.

"Way to go, Steve and Natasha," muttered Clint.

"Well Bucky needed to know!" Natasha snapped.

Ultron piped up. "Maybe someone should go check on Bucky since my readings are saying he's cryi-"

"No one asked for your opinion, Ultron!" Shouted Rhody. Ultron whined. Hope sighed and went off to check on Bucky as the Avengers bickered.

She found him punching Steve's punching bag in the training room. He wasn't working very heard but the punchbag was swinging back and forth as though he was beating the living daylights out of it.

Bucky narrowed his eyes. "What do you want?" He growled without even looking towards Hope.

"Err, just to see what you were doing."

Bucky sighed. He walked over to Hope. "I haven't been gone that long! Can't someone just get a break from others for once?!"

"Sorry, sorry I'll just go now." Hope turned on her heel and headed for the door.

Bucky waited until she had almost reached the doorway before saying "You know, for as long as I remember, Christmas has always been known to me as a time for completing missions with ease. No one seemed to be very alert about things and I could always get away with it. But now that I'm with the Avengers I'm not going to be sent out to steal some databases or claim a life. So what do I do now? Sit around and be bored?"

Hope thought for a second. "You could do that. Or you could start thinking of what to give each Avenger on each Holiday. I'm sure a few of us celebrate the other holidays in the month. And I'll bet Natasha, Jane, Betty and Pepper will teach you how to make all sorts of meals for the holidays." With that she left.

Bucky let her words repeat in his head. Maybe Christmas was much different than he thought. He headed back upstairs where the Avengers were digging through the fridge. Hope's words remained in his head even after he settled down for the night.

This isn't the greatest chapter. But it's kind of a cliche story. And if you're thinking what I'm thinking you probably can foretell some of the story. Well review and suggest! I still have incomplete chapters so suggestions are great! Who know? Maybe you'll see your idea in the story