Bucky, since his friendship with Sam began, listened to songs recommended by him only a couple of times. He was not a fan of modern music, and preferred old classics from the 40s. Sam, on the other hand, was an ardent fan of many contemporary performers, and would often chatter incessantly about some new album of his favorite singer.

Sam begged Bucky to go with him to a concert of a famous singer, "Pinkie Pie." Bucky refused for a while, but eventually gave in and agreed.

And so, they stand upstairs, in the VIP room, watching the concert from above. The singer jumped from side to side across the stage. It was a guy in a beautiful, furry in some places, fluffy, pink dress. At some point, the Pinkie Pie lowered himself down onto his chest, continuing to sing and rhythmically raising and lowering his butt to the beat of the music. The dress did not hide the white underwear. Both Sam and Bucky stared at the guy's ass rising and falling, sort of unable to look away.

"Damn..." Sam muttered, his gaze fixed on the boy. Bucky just nodded slowly, his gaze still locked on the boy.