As Bucky continues to look at his new appearance in the mirror, you hear an outcry from across the Avengers compound. Some are screams or curses, but most are shouting your name in pure frustration.

"Y/n, I am going to kill you for this one!" someone exclaims, but you have no idea who because it seems that Bucky wasn't the only one affected by the gender-bending spell.

The bedroom door blasts open, and another dark-haired woman steps through. The African-American woman wears a deep frown on her dark features, dark brown eyes narrowing at you.

You stifle a laugh, covering your mouth with your hand. Your smile only makes the short-haired woman even more agitated. "Sam?"

"Sam" crosses his arms over his chest, his now-higher voice raising an octave. "Do I look like Samuel Wilson right now, [Y/n]? No! I do not! What the hell did you do?"

You let a laugh slip from your lips, not able to contain it any longer.

Sam rolls his eyes, turning to Bucky in shock. "My god, Barnes. Is that you?"

Bucky turns from the mirror to stare at Sam. They look each other over in both shock and curiosity. Then they both turn to you. You raise your hands in defense. "I have no idea what happened."

"You happened!" Sam chastises sharply. "You and that damn spellbook."

Bucky places his hands on his hips, a gesture he often does, but this time he catches himself off-guard by the curves that he doesn't usually have there. Shaking his head, he asks, "Does this mean I'm your girlfriend now?"

His question sends you doubling-over in laughter.

Sam gives Bucky a look of horror. "I am not calling myself a lesbian just 'cause I still like girls, bro."

Another voice comes from the hallway, one that you recognize as Clint's despite the feminine form it takes. "Dudes, we're chicks!"

To Be Continued...