#playground team

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

~3,500 words

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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.

i said i was keeping all information about this fic classified until i finish it, but i have no idea when that will be and I’m about to start school again and slide back into semi-hiatus so...have a sneak peek.

“You know the Quinjet is ready to go at any time, right?” May asks.

“Yeah, but look at them.” Coulson gestures to Bobbi holding the ball out of Skye’s reach as she jumps on an unsuspecting Fitz’s back trying to grasp it, while Hunter and Jemma laugh from their spot in the grass from the sidelines. “We should let them have this, just for today at least.”

He waits for her nod of approval and smirks at her before joining the merry band, quickly freeing Fitz from Skye’s determined grip and lifting her by the waist with his good arm just enough to snatch the ball from the blonde’s hand; Melinda sits beside the pair on the ground, basks in the youthful joy which her team holds but rarely shows these days, and breathes.