You walk into the common room of the Avengers Compound, stopping dead in your tracks. Bucky Barnes, stands in the middle of the room, surrounded by what seems like hundreds of packages. Boxes of all shapes and sizes are scattered everywhere, some even teetering precariously on top of each other. The usual calm and collected look on Bucky’s face is gone, replaced by an expression that’s a mix of confusion and panic. When he hears you enter, he snaps his head up.

“Hi." He greets gruffly.

“What the hell happened here?” you ask, eyes wide as you take in the chaotic scene.

Bucky lets out a frustrated sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. “I, uh, tried to order something online,” he mutters, gesturing at the mountain of packages with a helpless wave. “I just needed one thing. One! But then... this happened.” His voice grows more exasperated as he gestures at the overwhelming mess.

You stare at him, trying to wrap your head around it. “You ordered all this? How did that even happen?”

Bucky looks genuinely bewildered, his brow furrowing. “Tony showed me how to order stuff online the other day. Thought I had it figured out. But I guess I... clicked too many things.” He rakes a hand through his hair, clearly frustrated. “A lot of things. God, Tony and Sam will never gonna let me hear the end of this.”