Hello!

I've decided to post this little ficlet here too, because it seems to have been very popular on both tumblr and AO3. So enjoy some fluffiness! (It technically goes with a moodboard)

"Steve!" came from the living room

Bucky didn't seem distressed - if anything, he sounded very amused - so Steve only hummed in response.

"Come on, get your ass over here!"

He grumbled. "Why?" He was very cozy here, thank you very much.

"Come on, I found 21st century you on the internet!"

Alright. His curiosity was picked now. A 21st century version of him? What did Bucky mean by that?

Sighing, Steve got up then walked out of his mini-studio. In a few seconds he was next to his partner, who seemed to be laughing at his laptop. Steve dropped next to Bucky, who shifted to rest against his chest. He sneaked both arms around the brunet and placed his chin on his shoulder.

"What is it?"

"Just look," Bucky said, waving a finger at the screen." Shuri sent me some weird recipe earlier, and I just found this guy."

B Dylan Hollis, the name said. Huh, didn't ring a bell. Although, the young man did look like he used to. Very thin, blond, blue eyes… yes, he could see the similarities.

"Oh but it gets better", said Bucky who was looking at him from the corner of his eyes.

He clicked on what turned out to be a video, and after that came the most chaotic thing Steve witnessed in the last month - considering who his friends were, it was an achievement. It was amazing.

"Are there more?"
"Absolutely!"

Steve and Bucky rearranged themselves better, and they spent a solid ten minutes looking at this guy's videos. The rice bread and carrot cake reminded them of their time, but the jello salad definitely made them seriously question the sanity of the people in charge of the food industry.

"Look at this one", suddenly said Bucky, pointing at the screen. "Do you think it could be legit?"
"Only one way to know."

Bucky nodded then clicked on a new video. 'A fake apple pie, from the great depression', the man announced. It did sound like a recipe straight from his Ma's book.

They stopped watching after this one, saving the page to continue later. Instead, they got up, scoured their kitchen for Ritz crackers and when they found none, wrote down everything they needed and Steve left for grocery shopping.

When he came back an hour later, Bucky had everything already sorted out so they put away everything before Steve went to change into comfortable clothes.
The recipe seemed pretty straightforward - if you didn't make your own dough, which they wouldn't try today- so they set the oven to preheat right away.

Bucky played the video one last time, comparing it with the list he had scribbled down. Satisfied, he put the laptop away then -dramatically- cracked his knuckles. With a grin, he handed Steve the dough and the shell while he grabbed the crackers and the bowl. They set to work, talking about the last time they had seen someone cook this: Sarah Rogers, the year she fell sick. Talking about her, and after that Bucky's family brought back memories and emotions they had almost forgotten, and they spent the time the pie cooked cuddling on their couch, a nature documentary as background noise.

Finally, the pie finished cooking, and they brought out small plates and went back on the couch. They looked at each other before digging into the dessert.

The mock pie tasted like home.