Sometimes things are more magical than you know ~ Agents of SHIELD #wattys2015

0-8-4 (11)

Bonjour mes amis! I'm trying to make this a really really long and good one - not boring long but amazing to read long - but I guess that's not going to be it, because yesterday was kingday and I'm really tired xD

But as usual, I hope you all will enjoy this chapter

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"Not to worry, the device is stable. Not that it... Can explode every minute, specially when it's hits with gunfire. Things like this happen, from time to time when you're working in the field, and at first, it's quietly unplesant and you regret your decision  to leave your lab at tool-"

Simmons took the 0-8-4 out of the bag, while Skye and Sanchez were watching. Sanchez could feel that Skye was worried about the "explode" part of the 0-8-4, but she wasn't really that worried.

Most of the people on the bus were worried that the device could explode every minute, and Sanchez knew that she was the only one who wasn't. Well... Not that worried like the others.

She was only thinking about what this thing could do in the wrong hands.

And instead of her... Simmons was nervous like a student who had to do his "graduation" exam.

"Are you mental? I did explain what I meant using the Queen's bloody English!"

Fitz and Ward came into the lab, and Fitz didn't seemed very happy.

"I use normal English. Words like "duck" and "run" and "might blow us to pieces," Ward said.

"Wow, well, Congratulations, Agent Ward, you managed to string three words together in a sentence," Fitz muttered grumpy.

Ward and Fitz started an argument, while Skye, Simmons, and Sanchez were following it like a tennis game. 

It stopped, when Coulson came in.

"Is there a problem here?"

"Nah, just two little children fighting, nothing special," Sanchez muttered uninteressed. 

Nobody seemed to hear it.

"No sir," Ward said like a child who was catched by his mother, on stealing candy.

"Just working on our comunication. And everyone was prepared for firefight."

"We got out, didn't loose anyone, and saved a few of dares. I'd say we do allright. Anything else?"

 Skye raised her hand.

"Uh, yeah, I have a small question, because I've been feeling like the tag-along hayseed rookie, but now I'm getting the sense that Ward doesn't know which one's Simmons and which one's Fitz, and they've seen even less gunfire than me and, I'm no rocket scientist but... is this your first mission together?"

"No, of course not," Simmons said. "It's our second."

"I was your first? That's sweet," gave Skye as a response.

"Your amused?" Ward asked.

"I'm terrified! I've been way over my head-"

They started a argument again, and Sanchez looked if she could explode every minute, what was true, for a part. While Fitz and Simmons were shouting to Ward about "designing someone his equipment," Skye walked to Coulson.

"Do you see proving the point I just meant?"

"You're not wrong," Coulson said. "We still need to iron out the kinks, but Ward you can speak 6 languages, Simmons you have 2 PHD's in fields I cannot pronounce, and Fitz you ARE a rocket scientist, so work it out."