It's a...Duck?
“What...is that?” steve asks bucky, staring down at the plastic box hanging from his hand. It's got metal bars and holes, like a tiny prison.
Steve cant see inside well but he notices some movement, white puff of fur shifting.
He wonders for a second why in the hell bucky thought buying a bunny was a good idea. He remembers the stalk of carrots he's got in the fridge and he thinks that is a good thing he bought that, at least it won't starve. Although, he's not really sure where they're gonna fit a rabbit in their small apartment anyway. Where is it even gonna shit?
But Bucky grins mischievously and steve suddenly thinks maybe it isn't a bunny. Knowing bucky it's probably a small bear, like...a polar bear. That's really not gonna fit.
“Well,” bucky starts, he lowers himself to set the crate on the floor and lets the handle fall down. The small white mass of fluff wiggles in the cage, shifting around. “I was at petsmart and,” he lets out a laugh that really is more of a breath, nervous but affectionate. “She just, she kept looking at me, and she winked, and her ears are pink and-” his shoulders loosen pleadingly. “I just had to Steve, she tried to slap me in the face with her little foot and i couldn't not get her and-”
Steve finally lets his gaze drop down to the box. Whatever it is has shifted around, its face now right behind the tiny prison bars and Steve feels himself smile.
The cat in the box opens its mouth to meow but no sound comes out but, its ears are pink like bucky said, its fur white besides big grey sections that line down its back, one over its eye. Its fluffy with orange eyes and a pink nose and bucky continues, “i had to have her Steve.”
But Steve interjects, still staring down at the puffball, “It looks like a duck,” he says.
Very quickly bucky shuts up, glancing down at the box. “-A duck?” he asks.
“Yeah like a duck, quack quack, it's duck colors, just- ya know without a bill.”
“Huh,” bucky responds, dropping down to his knees to look in the cage where the duck is giving him a curious look. “Huh,” he says again. “You're kinda right.”