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Bus team + Some Day Soon by Alexie Murdoch 🎶

Bus Team grich/scrooge

“Mack, can you please disentangle those three so we can keep cooking without setting anything on fire?” Yo-Yo called from the bus’s kitchen, where she and Coulson were half-sauteeing onions and half-watching May chop carrots and celery with ruthless efficiency.

“I’m not trying to you myself quaked,” Mack held up his hands, covered in biscuit dough, as they all turned to look at the couch.

Daisy was whispering something - probably something dirty, if the eyes-fluttered-closed-lips-slightly-parted look on Jemma’s face was any indication - into Simmons’ ear while she and Fitz held hands across their girlfriend’s lap.

May glanced up with a barely perceptible smirk, not breaking rhythm with her chopping. “They seem pretty unlikely to start any fires right now. Unless Simmons has developed the ability to spontaneously combust.”

“Not completely out of the realm of possibility, May,” Hunter smirked, pulling at his beer and nudging Bobbi with his elbow.

Bobbi nudged him back - hard but playful - and checked on what all was in the oven.

“You know you keep opening the oven like that, it’s going to make the cooking temperature uneven,” Coulson warned mildly.

“Please, when has Bobbi been about patience?” Hunter and Mack asked at the same time. She shoved them both, earning a hug from Mack, a lopsided grin from Hunter, and a proud smirk from May.

“I’m getting the impression you were talking about us just there,” Fitz said suddenly, like he was just realizing how the conversation had started.

“Hey, look who’s back from love town,” Yo-Yo grinned.

“Oh, no, I’m... to be clear, I’m not back, I haven’t gone anywhere. Nope, I’m definitely always in love town with these two. I think I’ve taken up permanent residence.”

Jemma laughed and framed his cheeks with her hands, kissing him both thoroughly and playfully. Daisy kissed Jemma’s neck relatively chastely before leaning over and taking Hunter’s beer for herself.

“You know this is all very nice,” Coulson grinned, “but none of it is helping dinner get made.”

“Oh, no, we’re fully planning on helping. We’ll be so helpful there won’t even be leftovers by tomorrow,” Daisy assured him. “And anyway, Jemma did all the prep yesterday.”

“I certainly did,” Jemma straightened up proudly.

“Because she likes to be in control, that one,” Fitz nodded. Jemma pretended to glare, but Daisy gave Fitz a hand to slap. Jemma turned her fake glare on Daisy, who pretended to be intimidated.

“But really, if you do need more help, I’m more than happy to -” Jemma started standing, but Daisy and Fitz both grabbed her hands and tugged her back into their laps.

“Jemma, you were on your feet doing food prep all day yesterday, it’s okay to rest and let other people take care of you,” May reminded her. And because she rarely spoke that many words in a row, Jemma obediently let herself rest.

“Yeah,” Trip added, coming down the stairs with two entire boxes of wine in his arms. Bobbi and Hunter jogged over to help him. “Come on, girl, you deserve to relax. All three of you.”

“I still think that if we programmed a holographic monkey with tactile capabilities, we could all rest while -”

“You’re not programming anything, Turbo.”

“Absolutely not.”

“I love you, Fitz, but I swear on everything that’s holy -”

“Let’s not go there.”

“Right, right, fair enough.”

Fitz fell silent while Daisy kissed his hand and Jemma kissed his hair, just to reassure him that they all loved him, still and forever and unconditional.

“But I’m just saying,” he started again after a moment, “if it was a monkey -”

“Someone feed him so he stops talking about this monkey,” Yo-Yo winked at him, and May lifted her foot to give Yo-Yo a seamless foot five.

“I can be fed, yes, definitely. But I can also help!”

“You and Tremors have officially been banned from the kitchen,” Mack reminded him.

“I’m still traumatized by how big that fire was,” Hunter smirked, grabbing his beer back from Daisy.

“Get your own,” Daisy whined, swiping for it, before Bobbi laughed and gave her an entire bottle of wine from the boxes she was putting down with Trip. “Ooh, this is even better, you can have that, Lance,” Daisy grinned.

“I like you,” Jemma told Bobbi, as they beamed at each other.

“I like all of you,” Coulson sighed, looking around at their ragtag team of misfit agents and lovers and friends.

Family.

“You’re not so bad yourself, boss,” May almost smiled with her lips, but her eyes definitely did.

“Awwwww!” Daisy, Jemma, and Fitz said before May could pretend to shoot them a threatening look.

But, of course, the threat failed, because by this point, they all knew better.

And they all knew exactly what they were thankful for.

A/N: for @unlessimwrongwhichyouknowimnot I was your @aosficnet2 exchange author! The prompt was the team playing monopoly which was a great prompt! So I present to you two times the team played monopoly, featuring some Fitzsimmons (it’s not stated that they’re queerplatonic but I wrote it as such because that is the best), some FitzDaisy brotp, some bus parents, and a good mixed bag of the team dynamic. A very happy new year to you and I hope you like it!!!!

Passing GO

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Daisy’s looking for an extra lab coat for Bobbi when she finds them. The board games that used to be on the bus. They’re the same ones. Daisy remembers the scrabble box was ripped just like that, and the battleship game was a knock-off.

“Fitz insists it’s all extremely well-organized but I can’t even find a bunsen burner in here,” Bobbi’s griping behind her. “Did you find them?” she adds because Daisy’s stopped digging.

“Um - no, they must have gotten moved.”

Bobbi doesn’t miss her tone. She looks down at Daisy and nudges her with one of her crutches. “What’s up?”

Daisy blinks out of her daze. She drags the pile of board games out a little so Bobbi can see them too.

“That doesn’t look like scientific equipment,” Bobbi notes, raising an eyebrow.

“They used to be on our old plane,” Daisy explains, fingering the worn corner of the Taboo box. “Jemma -” she clears her throat. It should be easier after four months but it’s not. “She must have rescued them before we blew the thing up.”

“So that’s what you guys did for eight month.”

Daisy smirks but there’s something somber underneath it. “We used to do a lot of stuff together,” she says. We used to be like a family . She doesn’t say that part out loud but Bobbi seems to hear it anyway.

“You know, I haven’t played a board game since my babysitting days,” she says, eyeing the stack speculatively. “I’m pretty useless in here anyway until Fitz finds time to give me the orientation. Wanna play something?”

Daisy looks up, a warm feeling she hasn’t had in so long sparking faintly in her chest. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Bobbi says and her face is warm and sincere. “Pick your favorite.”

Daisy turns back to the board games and her eyes fall on the minty green box in the middle of the stack.

Bus Team + New Year’s Eve 🤩

Hi guys! We still have two days until New Year’s Eve but my best friend is coming to visit me today and she’s staying until January 3rd, so I will be less active in social media for next few days 😊. So just in case I wanted to wish you all Happy New Year, please stay safe❤️! I know this year wasn’t easy, it was crazy time for me too. But fandom was always there to cheer me up and support me and I really appreciate it ❤️. I can’t thank you all enough for being there for me, for supporting me when I started making moodboards. You all are amazing and I wouldn’t survive 2020 without you! And even if 2021 is gonna be first year without Agents of Shield since it aired - I know that this fandom will live and a lot of amazing things will be created ❤️!

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