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Day 1: Bright Comet like a star
Promt: Christmas Sweaters
Paring: Skyeward
Summary: It's the time of the annual family Christmas photos, and Skye hasn't definitely taken the usual conventional Christmas sweater for Grant.
Grant Ward certainly can't say that he hadn't had his long collection of embarassing Christmas sweaters in his life.
Gramsy gave him one every year, and they always had the most absurd fantasies. (needless to say that they almost always ended up in the fireplace, and that he was always inventing excuses to explain what had happened. The poor Charles, the honey-colored labrador of the Ward family, had taken a lot of times the blame for him)
But Skye would certainly be committed to this "work of art".
It was now more than an hour that was hiding in the bathroom of their room, away from all of them.
Coulson had been clear. Each year, as a family, they would make a Christmas photo to send to their real family and friends. Coulson would be sent them to his mother, just as May. Lance knew that his mother would have hung it on the cork board that hung in their kitchen, as every year, and for sure Bobbi would be pissed off. Tripp knew that his grandmother would have loved, as well as Mack's mother would have collected in the large photo album she had kept all the photos he sent. Jemma's mother had taken down the pictures of the previous year, saying that this year would be even more special, as well as Leo's mum had already done to date to embroider the stocking of the future little Fitz's princess. Skye would send her to the nuns of the orphanage where she grew up with, like every year, as his father figure, his mother figure and his real father lived with her. Grant would have sent two. Thomas had already invited a photo where he was sitting with his wife under a big tree, and he was holding his nephew, Alexander Grant.
"Merry Christmas from the Ward family" read his note "I hope to see you soon my brother, your nephew wants to meet you"
His sister Meredith had sent him a pic with her dog, Stella, daughter of their dear old dog Charles saying "Your favorite girls want to wish you a Merry Christmas. Say hi Skye and my adorable little princess "
"Grant, if from now on you will complain about the time it takes to me in the bathroom every morning, I swear I'll emasculate you in your sleep" Skye said in a bored tone.
"I don't want to go out" he said.
"Grant Dauglas Ward. I swear to God if you don't stop acting like a child , I'll shot down the door and get you out"
"As if you were able to do it" Grant whispered.
"What did you say?"
"Absolutely nothing sweetheart"
"It will be better for you" Skye said "Come on! We are all waiting for you "
"Admit it, you did it on purpose" said Grant exasperated.
"I don't know what you're talking about" said Skye.
"Skye Daisy Ward, I know when you are lying"
"Ok, maybe a little. But you continue to forget that you're a fucking greek God and you're pretty in basically everything. Come on, I want to see my little masterpiece "
"I told you I don't want to make the photo"
"C'mon Grant, there are also Fitz Simmons here" said Skye.
"C'mon Ward, we want to see the sweater" Jemma said cheerfully.
"And then I don't think it will ever be worse than mine" said Fitz.
"Leo, we already talked about it. I'm too big to put it "
"And the back of the reindeer would seem huge and creepy" Leo said "I know"
Grant could even grasp the bored tone of his best friend since inside the bathroom.
"Come on dad, lend a hand," said Skye, while Cal's heavy footsteps approached.
"What's going on, honey?" The man asked.
"Grant don't want to quit, says that he is ashamed of the absolutely fabulous sweater that I got him for the photo" said Skye.
"I have an idea" said Cal, disappearing shortly after.
He returned with little Alice Ward in his arms. The girl had an adorable sweater with reindeer and hair styled with a pair of pigtails to whose order had been placed a couple of red bows.
"What happened?" Asked the little girl "I was playing with Uncle Lance"
"Dad doesn't want to leave the bathroom" said Skye, picking her up "Maybe a little word of his sweet princess could change his mind"
"Come on dad!" Said Alice "I'm sure that you will be absolutely perfect" "
"Your mother has certainly bought the most hideous sweather that she was able to find," said Grant.
"But I chose it" Alice said "And then Grandpa Phil is freaking out, Grandma May also threatened to pick you up and drag you out. And if it makes you feel better, grandpa Cal hasn't even tried that much "
"Hey, it's not a nice thing to say, little angel" Cal said smiling.
"But mom agrees with me" said Alice.
"I only said that your granpa have absolute need of a shopping session" Skye said defensively.
"Promise not to laugh ok?" Asked Grant.
"We promise" they said in choir.
Grant then opened the door, revealing the absurd sweater that his girls had chosen for him.
"I don't see what you're complaining about , Mate" said Fitz. He and Jemma had decided to "match" their sweaters, since Jemma had found a couple of sweaters that, when put together, formed the design of a reindeer. Except, of course, Jemma had absolutely reckoned that at Christmas she would be 6 months pregnant, and that the part with the butt of the reindeer would have been horrible to her and her baby bump, so, the thankless task of put on the back of the animal had touched to him.
Cal wore a simple dark green sweater with a Santa Claus drawn on, and Grant would gladly trade places with him. Skye and Alice had a couple of red and white sweaters, and they were absolutely adorable.
It was completely different for him. On the surface it looked like a simple sweater designed with Rudolf the Reindeer.
"Oh, but it's so cute" said Jemma excited.
"It's better than having the butt of an animal on your sweater " said Fitz.
"Oh, but you haven't seen what it does," Alice said excitedly.
Grant then revealed the big surprise, while Skye extinguished the lights. Suddenly, the sweater brightened. The nose of the reindeer was bright red while the rest of the outline was illuminated by small blue dot.
"Bright as the comet star" said Alice, going into his father's arms to kiss him on the cheek.
"I repeat, it's always better than mine" said Fitz.
"It looks like you don't want one more excuse for being stuck with me all day" Jemma said.
"I don't need it" said Fitz, stroking her bally.
"You just have to be careful not to sweat too much, son" Cal said, smiling.
Going into the living room, he saw that the other members of the team had not certainly pulled back.
Tripp wore a simple red sweater with Santa Claus, while Mack had chosen a blue one with Christmas trees. Lance had the most "British" sweater Grant had ever seen, but on Bobbi's one was the Princess Laila urging to use force to open the presents. Up to Coulson, Grant could swear that the Santa Claus portrait in his sweater vaguely resembled Captain America, while May had chosen a black one with simple snowflakes.
"Dude, this is not fair" said Tripp "Your sweater is too cool"
"Maybe you could turn off the lights" said Lance "I don't want to have to use sunglasses just to look you in the face"
"Are you still mad at me?" asked Skye, kissing him on the cheek as they put in place for the photo.
"No" said Grant "And then Alice chose it" he added, as he took his daughter in his arms.
The photo wasn't the best. May had come with her eyes closed, Coulson seemed to somehow prove to Cal that he was better in photos. Lance and Bobbi were staring eachothers with angry eyes (they just had a fight, and were finished to make a quickie in their son Brandon's nursery), Leo and Jemma had inadvertently changed places, and now their raindeer was completely ruined. Tripp and Mack seemed to be the only ones who came decently while the area of Grant and Skye was completely obscured by the glare of Grant's sweater.
Grant didn't put that sweater on.
Not until the next Christmas.
A/N: FIRST DAY OF THE WEEK GONE. I hope to keep you company in this Christmas week. I'll also update some long and also publish some OS if I feel in the mood. For now, take this week. Mrs. Claus Jess has a lot of gifts for you. I finished my exams and now I'm free until the new year.