The only sound in the dining room was Natasha's heavy breathing.

"Ah!" said person winced again as her girlfriend picked another shard of glass from her leg.

Bucky glanced up with a mean look, not the least bit pleased Natasha had lied to her about being okay. After the pod shattered, the three of them had split up. Sonny had taken the alien inside to give it a bath. Meanwhile, Bucky and Nat had carried the tube remnants, along with the goop, inside the house to examine. Miraculously, the power had started working again so they could see what they were doing, but only when Bucky had turned on the dining room light had she seen Nat's legs. The glass had made short work of Natasha, some pieces even embedding themselves in her flesh. Blood was dripping in rivets down her shins and her pajamas were soaked in it. Knowing first aid, Bucky had immediately sat Nat in a chair and grabbed the first aid kit.

"Maybe if you hadn't been an idiot about it, this wouldn't hurt so much!" The blonde growled at her friend before refocusing her attention on taking out another tiny shard of glass.

"I doubt- ow- admitting it would have-" Natasha took a sharp breath as a very large piece was taken out. "-prevented glass from slicing up my legs..."

Having no reply, Bucky bitterly continued plucking pieces of alien tube from her friend's legs as Nat cursed under her breath. To be honest, Natasha was a little scared of her girlfriend's temper at the moment. Generally speaking, Nat was afraid of pain so she avoided being in situations where she could be harmed. Therefore, she had never been seriously injured before. Honestly, this was the first time something like this had happened to her, unlike her blonde friend who did dangerous things all the time. Natasha wasn't even sure what had possessed her to lie about being injured, it was so unlike her. Now she was really regretting it. Natasha had never seen Bucky mad about her injuring herself because it was always the other way around.

"No no no, Owsla, this way!"

Both heads snapped up as they watched Sonny do the protective dance behind the tiny alien as it crawled across the floor. The little blue being was now clean of pod goop and wearing a small t-shirt, probably taken off of one of Abby's stuffed animals. Making her way across the floor, she stopped at Natasha's chair, reaching up with a tiny hand to grab at her pajama pants.

"Aww..." Natasha picked up the little thing, sitting it in her lap. "She's adorable."

"Mhmm" Bucky nonchalantly commented. She wasn't going to outright disagree, but it was obvious she had a differing opinion about the little blue thing.

"I gave Owsla a bath in the bathroom sink."

"Owsla? That's what you named it?" Bucky made a face of skepticism.

"Owsla, huh?" Nat lifted the little thing in her arms to look at her critically. After a long pause, she finally broke into a huge smile. "That's adorable, I love it!" Owsla began to laugh and giggle in her arms, as if agreeing with the semi-redhead.

"You do know you're cooing over an alien, right?"

"Aw, but she's cute. Come on Bucky, lighten up."

"Yeah, what's there not to coo over?" Sonny agreed, watching Owsla with bright eyes.

"I don't know, how about the fact she has blue skin, four arms and purple hair... and lets not forget she has boobs but she's the size of an infant." Bucky rolled her eyes. She loved her best friend, but sometimes she questioned Nat's sanity.

Lowering Owsla back into her lap, Nat starred at Bucky seriously. "Jack, she's an alien species, cut her some slack."

"How can I? She's an ALIEN, Rose! We don't know anything about her. For all we know, this could all be an act to lower our guard so she can kill us all."

"She's harmless." Sonny reassured his younger sibling.

"Yeah, that's what she wants you to think."

Natasha rolled her eyes. "Snap out of your Winter Solider mode." Wrapping the being into her arms, she began petting Owsla's hair. Suddenly, she stopped. "That's strange..."

"What is?" Bucky narrowed her eyes, muscles tensing, ready to leap into action like she was expecting for it to attack her girlfriend any second.

"...She has mau5 ears.."

"Mau5 ears? Like the rodent?"

"Yeah, like look at her ears. They're round, like mau5 ears." Natasha held Owsla's hair out of the way and tugged on the small circle for both musical siblings to see.

"Great, so she's related to rodents." Bucky rolled her eyes. This was getting stranger and weirder by the second, and she wasn't sure she wanted to know what was going on.

Sonny only laughed, taking out his phone to snap a picture of Owsla's ear. "This is great, I'm sending this to Joel to tell him I found one of his relatives. Get it? They're not mouse ears they're Mau5 ears!" smiling to himself he started typing up a text message, the other two trying to hide the fact they actually found it kind of funny... kind of.

"You think maybe Joel is trolling you again?" Natasha asked. However, the goblin didn't hear her, now absorbed in his phone.

Bucky dismissed the idea. "I think this is a bit far, even for Joel." Sure the Mau5 had done some crazy things, even wearing a t-shirt with Sonny's phone number on it to the Grammys. However, having known him for a long time, Bucky doubted even he would come up with something like this.

"But look at her," Natasha argued. "Her hair is shaved like Sonny's, I mean it's on the right side instead of the left of but still... and look at this," Nat brushed Owsla's hair from her forehead to show Bucky three very familiar red lines. "A Skrillex symbol on her forehead."

Bucky frowned. Sure it was odd but... no matter how rich Sonny's best friend was, how could he have pulled this off? "Maybe the mau5 ears have nothing to do with Joel. They could be part of her species. Just like the four arms and the blue skin."

Natasha furrowed her eyebrows considering it. "And maybe... perhaps... they sent her here for a reason?" Nat bit her lip, the words sounding even more ridiculous now that she had said them.

"Are you telling me the aliens designed Owsla in Sonny's image and purposely put her in his care?" Bucky raised her eyebrows at Nat. And her girlfriend thought she was crazy. They both knew Sonny was a 7 yr. old man child. How could aliens expect him to take care of Owlsa?

Natasha sighed, trying to figure out the puzzle before them. "Well, it's more likely than Joel doing it. There probably aren't scientists on earth that could do this anyways."

"Unless we're talking about Hydra." Bucky pointed out.

"Yeah but what would Hydra want with that idiot?" Natasha pointed at the goblin in the corner of the room, making weird faces at his phone.

"Fair enough."

"Or," Nat hypothesized. "Perhaps your brother really is an alien and he just doesn't know it. Like, they came to this planet before to drop him off and now they're sending him his little sister."

"Then why doesn't he look like Owsla?" Bucky questioned.

Natasha shrugged. "He's a rough draft and she's the new and improved version?"

"That explains his brain capacity..."

Only Owsla's whining burst all bubbles of concentration around the room. All three heads turned towards the blue infant beginning to fuss in Natasha's lap.

Natasha frowned at the squirming ball of limbs. "Owsla, what's wrong?"

The three of them watched as Owsla tried to get on the dining room table.

"Uh... do you allow aliens on your table?" Nat hesitated.

Before Bucky could object, Sonny excitedly exclaimed "Yes!" and picking up Owsla from Nat's lap, set her on the table. Immediately, the little four-armed alien began to crawl on the table to the remnants of the tube they had brought inside.

"Oh my god!" Natasha exclaimed, realizing the potential danger. "Sonny, stop her! She's going to hurt herself on the broken glass!"

"Wha-? Oh!" Sonny leaped over to stop Owsla but missed, tripping and ultimately falling on his face.

"Smooth, Sonny. Smooth." Bucky rolled her eyes.

"Owsla!" Natasha watched as the infant crawled over to the tube and stuck her tiny fingers in the gooey liquid the pod had been filled with. Then, once her small hands had been coated in the stuff, she began to lick it off. "What- is she...?" Natasha blinked in surprise. "Is she eating that?"

"I don't even wanna know..." Bucky effectively ignored the alien on the table eating pod goop and resumed plucking glass shards out of Nat's legs.

By now, Sonny had managed to get up from the floor where he had so gracefully landed. He watched the blue child lick the goo from the glass shard nearest to her as he knelt at the table, resting his head on his folded arms. "Is she supposed to be eating that?" He asked.

There was a pregnant pause as the sibling's gazes shifted to Nat.

"Wha-?" Natasha exclaimed, shocked that they would consider consulting her on the subject. "Don't look at me! I'm not an alien expert. I just film people pretending to be aliens! Ask Bucky, she's the only one whose had experience raising kids!"

"That's completely different," Bucky defended herself. "My other siblings weren't alien infants!" She retorted, beginning to apply disinfectant to Natasha's wounds.

Natasha quickly bit her tongue. She really wanted to whine at the burning sensation coating her skin but she refused to let herself. She knew about the dangerous things her girlfriend did, and she knew how every scar on her body had been gained; and they all shared something in common: Lots of pain. Whining about this compared to that would make her feel like the biggest whimp in eternity. So instead, she bit her tongue 'till it bled, causing even more pain until Bucky finished and began bandaging her wounds.

While the two of them had been distracted however, Owsla had been up to her own antics. She crawled across the table to play with Sonny's rather large koala nose.

"Um, hi...?" Sonny watched as her little hand grabbed his nose and began to squish it. "Hi, Owlsa!" he grinned at her. Owsla began to giggle in response as she played with the cartilage on his face.

"Yep," Nat whispered to Bucky as said blonde finished bandaging her legs. "Totally a weapon of mass destruction." The only response she got from the blonde however, was a glare.

Sonny meanwhile, encouraged by Owsla's laughter, picked up the blue creature to hold her high above his head. Bucky and Nat gave each other a look as he began baby-talking to it.

"Who's the best alien thing on Earth? You are! That's right, you. Hi, Owlsa!"

"Hii Owzluh!" her little voice rang back, one little hand waving down at him.

Sonny gaped at the infant in his arms, turning back to look at the girls. "She learned her name! Did you see it? Did you see it?"

Bucky rolled her eyes. "Yes, Sonny, we saw."

"Son... nie?"

Sonny's face lit up like Christmas. "Yes! That's me, Sonny. Say it with me... Son-ny."

Owsla's head tilted as she peered at him curiously. "Sonnie... Mooorrr?"

"Wha-?"

"Skrill...x"

Confused and shocked gazes turned towards the little blue thing.

"How did she know that...?"

"Well maybe you were right Nat, maybe there really is a reason she landed in our backyard..." Bucky concluded.

Of course this reasonable explanation didn't prepare them for Owsla's next words. Slowly, Owsla's look of confusion disappeared, replaced by a smile. She laughed happily as all four of her little hands reached out to him.

"Mommy!"

And immediately, Owlsa began to slip from Sonny's arms.