Avengers ficlet: The Semiotics of Comestibles (aka the Roast Chicken Caper)

I'm participating in #BuckyNat Week over on tumblr, which is a celebration of the probably-only 616 Marvel universe pairing Natasha Romanova and Bucky Barnes, aka the Black Widow and the Winter Soldier. Now, y'all know I'm not a 'shipper by nature (although if I did, it would be this one) and I can't really volunteer to write porn or romance, so I went into this with the assumption that I'd do what I could with what I got for prompts and hey, all I needed to write was a drabble, a drabble for Tumblr even, which is tiny.

(Veteran watches of this space will have already started laughing because they know exactly how this started going off the rails.)

Needless to say, I failed on all fronts because not only is it long, it's also essentially genfic because it's mostly Steve and Bucky messing with each other (okay, Steve messing with Bucky):

The Semiotics of Comestibles (aka the Roast Chicken Caper)
PG-ish; 3200 words
Steve Rogers ; Bucky Barnes/Natasha Romanova

Summary: In which there are jello molds and a dick joke (they’re related) and visits to politically relevant locations, Steve is a bit of a yenta, Bucky is metaphorically chased by a frozen chicken, Natasha goes to extreme measures to apologize, and everyone’s okay in the end.

( It's about food. OF COURSE it's about food. )

And because I can, here are the pictures of horrible 1970s food Bucky is talking about. The book is a treasure, btw, and I owe my copy to sevenall, so blame her for everything.