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Alpine did not like Steve. Steve was an attention hog. Bucky was her dad! She didn’t care if Steve had known him longer, Alpine was supposed to be Bucky’s top priority.
Whenever she caught Bucky paying more attention to Steve, she would make sure that she got all Bucky’s attention on her. Getting up in Bucky’s face, sitting on Steve to get to Bucky. Whatever she had to do. She would do it.
The worst part was there would be days where she failed. She would find the door to her and Bucky’s room open and she would go in. There on their bed Bucky and Steve would be cuddling! Cuddling in their bed! And the days where they cuddled naked she would get kicked out! Kicked out of her own bedroom!
So yes. Alpine did not like Steve.
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Alpine was hungry. She was hungry and it was all Steve’s fault. When Steve showed up sometimes he would take Bucky away for hours at a time. She didn’t know what they were doing. But on days like this Bucky would sometimes forget to feed her before he left.
So Alpine was hungry and she blamed it on Steve.
When they got back Alpine made sure she voiced her anger to her dad. She was as loud as she could get to make sure she was heard. She could not live this any longer.
“Oh I'm so sorry baby girl. I forgot to feed you, didn't I?” Bucky leaned down to pick her up.
“MEOWW!” Yes he had forgotten. Bucky laughed and walked over to her bowl.
“There you go sweetie.” He put her back down next to her food bowl. Alpine looked up at him and glared as best as a cat could before returning to her bowl and eating.
Bucky laughed and turned to Steve who had been standing next to the doorway the entire time. “I think she’s a little upset at me.”
“Honestly I think it’s mostly me. I don’t think she likes me.” Steve watched the cat eat her food, occasionally turning to look at him menacingly.
“Don’t worry doll, she’ll warm up to you soon enough.”
“I’m not too sure she will. Do you see the looks she’s been giving me?” Steve pointedly looked to Alpine where she was glaring at him again.
“Steve,” Bucky looked at him incredulously. “She's a cat.”
Steve sighed before coming inside all the way and taking his boots off. “A cat that hates my guts.” He muttered under his breath.
3
Alpine had never been more angry in her entire life. Not even when she was kicked out of her own room (which did happen as well). No. This was much much worse. This man, Steve, had gone too far this time.
A little earlier Steve had come over just as Bucky was leaving. While he was leaving Bucky had given Steve some sort of list of things he had to do. On that list was to clean the apartment. Steve took that to mean Alpine’s stuff as well.
Steve “cleaned” everything. He swept and vacuumed all her fur, he put some of her toys in the wash and then didn’t even give them back! She couldn’t find any of her toys now. She had no idea where they were.
And worst of all. He washed her bed. So now her bed didn’t even smell like her bed anymore. In fact it even smelled just slightly like Steve. Which was just unacceptable! No matter how good Alpine thought he smelled. Though she would never admit that.
So instead of laying in her favorite sunbeam in her bed she laid right next to it. And looked at Steve as pointedly as she could considering she was a cat. Steve did not notice her and continued on checking things off the list Bucky had given him.
When Bucky got home he looked over the list then around the apartment to make sure Steve had done everything. When he got to Alpine he looked at her a little confused at why she wasn’t in her bed like usual but otherwise did not pay much attention to her other than patting her on the head.
When he was done checking on everything he went back to Steve and praised him for a job well done. Alpine did not think that the praise was deserved.
Bucky then took Steve into their room and Alpine tried to follow him in but Bucky picked her up and put her outside and closed the door. Alpine was upset. This whole day really just made her dislike Steve even more than she already had.
She made a point to leave a few scratches on the door before going back to her bed to make it smell like her again. All the while thinking of ways to get back at Steve.
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Alpine was very comfy. She had been sleeping on Bucky’s chest for most of the night without any disturbances from Steve. The only time she had to move was when Bucky got up to go to the bathroom but she was right back to sleeping when he got back.
She purred as she stretched her toes as she began to wake up. Bucky and Steve had begun to talk. And while she wasn’t happy Steve was in bed with them again she was glad he hadn’t disturbed her or Bucky.
“Bucky!” Steve whisper yelled. “I think she likes me now!”
“I told you doll. She just had to warm up to you.” Bucky reached over to stroke Alpine’s back.
That was when Alpine realized. She was not laying on Bucky’s chest. She was on Steve’s. When Bucky had gotten up in the middle of the night she had not moved over to him when he got back. No, she had in fact in her tired state moved over to Steve.
Usually she would have been up in a minute. Really she would have been. But Steve had caught her in his trap when she was most vulnerable. And quite honestly Steve was very comfortable.
So she made the decision, as hard as it was, to stay on Steve's chest. She would get him back later when she was more awake.
(Alpine never did get Steve back. She did however spend a lot more time sleeping on his chest than hating him.)