This is a two-in-one of Sam and Bucky's oneupmanship, set after Civil War, as they were too short to post as separate chapters (hasn't stopped me before though) and I will probably post more chapters on this story!

Hope you enjoy!

"Hey Bucky." Sam called from the Avengers living room. Bucky sighed, already resigning himself to the mockery that would follow. He was used to it, and it was almost fun, bickering with somebody who didn't act like he would break at a single insult.

"What, featherbrain." He asked, picking up his mug of coffee and walking to the sofa, fixing Sam with a challenging stare.

"You really should listen to this song." Sam said and held out his phone. Bucky tapped the screen, mostly in confusion, and the song began to play.

"Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down. Never gonna run around and desert you." Bucky looked at the phone with mild confusion.

Sam was laughing to himself like he'd just played the best joke ever.

"Wow Sam." Bucky's voice was surprised and gentle and Sam, who had stopped laughing to listen to him, knew he'd messed up. "I never knew you felt this way about me. I'm touched."

Sam's face fell. What? Oh no. Bucky didn't know what a Rick Roll was.

His plan had backfired.

"That's actually very sweet of you." Bucky continued, knowing whatever joke Sam had been trying to play had failed.

"Thank you for telling me this." He gave the bird man a condescending grin and stood up, leaving a sullen Sam on the couch.

Bucky would have to look that song up again later. It was catchy.

'Bleep!'

Sam looked down at his phone in his hand, not slowing in his daily jog.

'Snapchat from: Maybe it's Maybelline.'

He opened it, glancing up while it loaded to make sure he wasn't going to run into anyone.

The Snap was of a flock of pigeons, slightly blurry and with part of Bucky's finger obscuring the lens, gathering around a park bench and pecking for crumbs in the grass and pavement.

"Is this your family reunion?" Read the caption, and Sam gripped the phone tightly, drawing in a deep breath.

"Fuck you Barnes!" He yelled, startling.. A flock of pigeons.

Sam swore he heard distant assassin laughter.