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With Eitri's permission,I got some books from their library, books I had to transmute into human size, because most of them were as big as a house.

After I had all the books I wanted I returned to Earth with Thor, for Christmas was right around the corner, reason why Thor wanted to come.

"So, when does this celebration start?" Thor asked.

"In four days," I smiled at him, "But first, we need to buy some gifts,"

"Of course! But why?" Thor asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"Well, Christmas it's a time for sharing and part of sharing is that," I answered.

"I see, a most joyous occasion then," Thor nodded to himself, "Then I request of you to open a portal to Asgard, I am in dire need of worthy gifts for my nieces, and metal armed butler, and you!"

I chuckled, "Sure, why not, I'll pick you up the day before Christmas, sounds good?"

"It does, three days shall suffice for this quest! I shall bring the mightiest gifts in all the nine realms, or die trying!" Thor declared as I opened the portal.

"Good luck on your quest," I snorted.

"Huzzah!" Was the last thing Thor said before he jumped into the portal.

With Thor out of the picture for a few days, all that was left to do was to find the perfect gift for the girls.

Maybe bikes, or clothes? Emily enjoyed cooking, so perhaps some cooking books.

"I know that look," I heard Bucky chuckle.

"What look?" I turned around to face him.

"The, I will give my kids a pair of socks for Christmas," Bucky smirked.

"I would never!" I gasped feigning to be hurt.

"So, what do you plan to give the girls?" Bucky rolled his eyes, taking a seat.

"I was thinking maybe a pair of new bikes?" I replied, and as soon as those words left my mouth, I knew how lame the idea was, "Forget it, that sounds sad," I sighed, and then it hit me, the girls loved the beach, and had been begging me to go, so why not get them something to use there in our house in the beach.

Why not get them a pair of JetSkis.

"I got Emily and Nat a PlayStation one," Bucky smiled at me, with a smug smile that said, top that, then his expression changed to a sour one, "I had to fight for it thought, people are buying them like cupcakes,"

"You had to fight for a PlayStation One?" I snorted, "Wait when they release the 5," ah, I love my inside jokes.

"Ok…?" Bucky replied.

"So who did you have to fight?" I asked with a chuckle.

"Fury," Bucky replied.

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[FLASHBACK - BUCKY POV]

Christmas was coming, and I had to be ready, my gift had to be perfect, I had to outshine every other gift, and show that pompous self centered arrogant man-child of Asgard who is the best uncle.

For that, and my love for the girls, I had to find the perfect gift.

That gift seemed to be the PlayStation One, apparently the console had been released a few months ago on September nine, no idea what this thing did, but according to the few people I talked to, kids loved the thing.

Sadly, my hunt for the console proved to be hard, very hard.

It was absurd how hard it was to find one, hours hunting something that should be easy to find, to the point I had to use every skill at my disposal to do so, eventually finding one store that had two left.

Naturally, I rushed to the store with my bike.

It took me a few minutes to reach the store that was fortunately close to me.

"Do you still have it?!" I asked as I kicked the door open.

"My heart? No, it was kicked alongside that door," The Store's employee replied.

I stared at the man, I had no time to waste, "Do you have the PlayStations yes or no?"

"Yes," The retail worker replied, "Follow me,"

And so I did.

The employee took me to the back where the last two PlayStations were, I had finally done it, I had found the perfect gift for the girls.

"Drop the PlayStations," I heard someone say followed by a gun being cocked, someone I knew, Fury.

"You followed me?" I asked, my hand slowly reaching my waist for my gun.

"Bitch no," Fury snorted, "Like you, I'm on the hunt for the perfect gift for the girls, you know how hard it is to find a PlayStation one? This was so hard to find it felt like I was looking for drugs, but sadly finding drugs it's easier."

"I won't let you take the PlayStations," I stated.

"Bitch, superbitch or not, I have an army," Fury replied, "So buy a doll, and let Uncle Fury get the motherfucking glory he deserves."

"Never!" I replied with a growl.

"I… I don't get paid enough for this… so… I'm out," The retail worker said.

"Boy sit your ass down, I need someone to ring those PlayStations," Fury however stopped him from leaving.

Taking this brief moment Fury had taken his eyes off me, I grabbed the PlayStations and ran, using the grappling hook Alex had installed in my arm.

"You can run, but you can't hide bitch!" Fury shouted.

And so the bloodshed began, in a figurative way, Fury and his agents tried to capture me, until we once again came to a stalemate.

"I won't be the uncle that brings the lame gift!" Fury barked.

"Sir…" The Retail Worker he had captured muttered.

"I told you before, I will release you once you ring those consoles," Fury sighed in annoyance.

"That's cool and all, but I have an idea that could benefit you both…" The retail worker chuckled nervously.

"Speak," I said looking at the guy.

"Why don't you buy the consoles, and he buys the games and accessories?"

"…" Fury looked at me.

"…" I looked at him.

"That… works," Fury nodded, releasing the guy.

"Perfect… Now please go to the back and get all the things you need, while I change my pants ," The retail worker smiled, bringing our attention to his soiled crotch area.

Perhaps, just perhaps we had overdid it.

[END OF FLASHBACK]

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[Alex POV]

With my Jet Ski idea, I drove to the nearest dealership and bought one black, for Nat, and one pink for Emily, and with that I was set for this celebration.

"Jet skies, that's a good one," Bucky who was helping me load them into my truck nodded in approval.

Not that I needed his help, I could lift them with a single hand, but we needed to keep the appearances, so two guys moving a jet ski with tools looked normal.

"Thanks," I smiled, wondering what type of emotionally heartwarming present the girls would give me.