"Hey! What're you doin'?" He grabbed her around the middle with his hands, unsure of just how exactly you were supposed to pick one up correctly. There were rules against pets on the base and obviously on field, so him and anything four-legged were at odds. Well, it wasn't like she was in the air very long. Bucky put the fluff ball back on the ground, away from the shredded stack of paper.

"Wasting books..." Maybe he wouldn't have cared a few years back, but when freedom of speech was being threatened and book burning was something smoking in the distance, one more seemed too much.