AN: All right, so this chapter ran off and it turned out way longer than I planned and went in a direction I didn't foresee. It has a little feels at the end but I like how it turned out. Enjoy!

"Technically, I've known Steve longer so I'm his best friend," Bucky says off-handedly as he tosses a chip in his mouth. Sam looks over at him and raises an eyebrow.

"Best friends aren't distinguished by who knows each other longest," Sam replies as he points a chip at Bucky before popping it in his mouth. Bucky scowls and narrows his eyes sensing what Sam is getting at between the lines.

"Steve's best friend should know more about him than anyone else," Clint says as he pokes his head up over the back of the couch he's lying on. Nat reaches over and smacks Clint in the back of his head. "Ow."

"Clint, don't encourage them," Nat scolds with a pointed look at her best friend.

"What? It's true," Clint replies with a shrug of his shoulder and a smirk on his face. Nat scowls at him knowing he's just saying this to push Bucky and Sam into doing something ridiculous.

"All right, fine. Clint," Sam replies as he continues to hold Bucky's gaze. Clint looks over at the two men. "You ask the questions. Keep score."

"Great! We should make this more…" Clint begins but Nat interrupts him.

"Clint, no," Nat scolds with a scowl aimed at the archer. Clint doesn't even look at her and chooses to ignore the scolding.

"If you get the question wrong then you…" Clint explains looking at the men at the counter before glancing around the room. His gaze lands on a ping-pong paddle and ball and a smirk slides onto his face. "…get a ping-pong ball whipped at you by the other person."

"Clint!" Natasha shouts before throwing a pillow at him and fixing him with a glare.

"Okay," Sam agrees with a nod of his head.

"I'm in," Bucky says with a nod of his own head and a smirk on his face.

"I'm not staying here for this. You three can explain to Steve where the welts came from yourselves," Natasha scolds before standing up and quickly retreating out of the room. Clint is typing into his phone before he looks up at the two men standing in front of him and putting his phone away.

"Okay, question number one," Clint begins as he stands up and picks up the ping-pong paddle and ball. He turns around and faces Bucky and Sam. "When is Steve's birthday?"

"July 4th," Bucky and Sam respond at the same time and Clint smirks.

"Year?" Clint asks with a raise of an eyebrow.

"Nineteen sev…" Sam begins to say but stops as he thinks for a moment.

"1918," Bucky replies with confidence and a smirk aimed at Sam.

"Barnes is right," Clint announces as he hands Bucky the paddle and ball. Bucky looks over at Sam.

"I was born in 1917," Bucky says and bounces the ball off the floor before hitting it as hard as he can, nailing Sam in the leg.

"Shit!" Sam exclaims as he rubs his leg where it's already bright red.

"Next question! What is Steve's favorite color?" Clint asks as he looks between Sam and Bucky, taking the paddle and ball from Bucky.

"Light Blue," the two men answer and Clint nods his head as he looks on his phone.

"Right," he replies and perches himself on the back of the couch. "Question three. What is Steve's favorite food?"

"Lasagna," the two men say simultaneously with identical smirks on their faces. Clint looks down at his phone.

"Correct. What is Steve's hobby?" Clint asks as he crosses his arms and studies the two men in front of him, waiting for them to answer.

"Running," Sam answers hesitantly with a look over at Bucky who just smirks.

"Drawing. Steve draws," Bucky answers with a look over at Clint. Clint looks down at his phone and raises a brow.

"Bucky's right again," Clint replies handing the weapons over to the man. Bucky sends a smirk towards Sam who cringes.

"Damn it! Holy shit," Sam shouts as he rubs his arm and fixes Bucky with a scowl. Bucky grins and hands the paddle and ball back to Clint.

"Steve can't stand…?" Clint asks as he begins to throw the ball up into the air and catching it easily.

"The cold," Sam and Bucky reply with an air of confidence. The two of them share a smirk and Clint sees the two of them slip a fist bump in.

"Right again," Clint responds as he looks up from his phone. He shoots a smirk at Sam and Bucky, already knowing how this round is going to go, before answering. "Okay, last one. What is Steve's biggest regret?"

"Not marrying Peggy," Bucky answers confidently and looks to Sam to say the same. Only Sam's eyebrows are furrowed and his lips are pursed as he studies Bucky. Bucky furrows his brow in return and looks between Sam and Clint, who's expression matches Sam's. "What?"

"I asked for his biggest regret, not a regret," Clint explains as he studies Bucky closely.

"Yeah, I know," Bucky replies slowly shifting his gaze between the two men in front of him. Sam sighs and purses his lips again.

"Steve's biggest regret… is that he couldn't save you. That he left you behind in the hands of Hydra," Sam explains as his gaze focuses on Bucky who hastily shakes his head.

"No, that wasn't his fault. Peggy was…" Bucky argues as he fixes Sam and Clint with a look.

"…a regret," Sam interrupts as he fixes a look on Bucky and excepts the paddle and ball from Clint.

"I didn't even have to ask Steve for the answer to know that one," Clint added with a pointed look at Bucky.

"You guys… Fuck!" Bucky shouts as he gets walloped with the ping-pong ball and he lifts his shirt up to see a bright red mark on his back.

"You get a pass on being wrong because you don't think you're worth it," Sam says with a look Bucky can't place before he and Clint leave the room.

"If he gets a pass then why did you hit him with the ball?" Clint asks with a raised brow aimed at Sam as he pushes the button for the elevator.

"Are you kidding? I already have welts and bruises forming from where he hit me. That was payback," Sam answers with a smirk at Clint before entering the just arrived elevator.

"Why did Clint send me questions asking about…" Steve asks Nat as she walks into the gym. He looks down and reads off his phone, "…my birthday, favorite color, favorite food, hobby, and what I can't stand?"

"Did you send him the answers?" Nat asks with a smirk as she sits down on one of the benches and picks up the half filled bottle of water. Steve walks over to her and takes the bottle of water from her.

"Well, yeah… but I don't know why he needs to…" Steve begins but Nat interrupts him.

"Sam and Bucky are having a contest of who knows you better," Nat explains with a knowing look aimed at Steve. Steve huffs and shakes his head before taking a drink of his water.

"Can those two not be at each others throats?" Steve asks with a sigh and putting his water down.

"They've already started," Nat replies as she takes the water bottle and takes a drink of her own. Steve raises his brow in question and Nat raises her eyebrows and bobs her head to the side.

"I've walked in on them having friendly competitions," Nat explains and Steve scrunches up his nose.

"Well, shit," he responds before sitting on the bench next to Nat and sighing.

AN: So, just want to put it out there. This chapter was by no means a way to say that Bucky is better friends with Steve than Sam is. I, for one, believe that they both are on the same level, just in different ways. Bucky was around during a different time but both were there for Steve during hard times. I just look at it as Bucky is the OG best friend and Sam is the new best friend but they're both Steve's best friends. If you were keeping score, you would see that Bucky won by one. That was only done because I look at it as Bucky has known Steve longer he's going to know more about Steve than Sam. I also felt that Sam would know the answer to the last question because he was there and he gets what Steve is going through with Bucky what with Riley and everything. I feel like Bucky wouldn't have gotten the answer because I went off what he said in Civil War where he told Steve that he didn't think he was "worth all this". Anyways, tell me what y'all thought. Stay safe out there!