I don't own Agents of SHIELD or Marvel. But I love it to death.
A lot of people have done little stories on Philinda in their Academy days, and I guess I've jumped ship onto them. Now, I know there is a likely chance a lot of this stuff would never happen, but just go with it. It's just a fun little series of drabbles where all our favorite senior agents are young and happy and (in some cases) not Hydra yet. I'm very excited about the first two chapters, which are going to revolve around the first day. Future chapters are going to provide the backstories behind some little details on the show with lots of familiar faces. (There will be a slight tie in to Tell Her How You Feel in one chapter)
[By the way, how about BJ Britt on the Age of Ultron set? I started running around fangirling when I heard about it! I love Agent Triplett a lot!]
Read and Review. I will happily accept prompts for future chapter ideas.
Chapter 1: First day (Part 1)
"It's not too late you know. I can still get you-"
Melinda May rolled her eyes. "Drop it already, Mom. I'm not backing out of this."
Her mother gave a small huff and turned her attention back to the road ahead of them. Melinda relaxed and hoped they would arrive soon before her mother could try to persuade her not to go to the SHIELD Academy. Even though she could have easily taken a bus up there, her mother insisted that she drive her daughter to her new school, and Melinda knew why Mom wanted to do it. The closer they'd gotten, the more she'd brought it up, and Melinda was tired of hearing about it. She was her own person, she'd argued when her mother first found out that Peggy Carter had taken interest in her and helped her apply. She could, and would, make her own decisions. And her decision was SHIELD, whether or not Mom liked it.
Their car pulled up the checkpoint, where an agent checked their identification (staring up in surprise at her mother, who returned a cold look) and waved them through. Melinda gazed through the window at the buildings where she'd be learning and training to become an agent of SHIELD. Her mother gave a small grunt of approval. Hiding her face from her mother's wary eye, Melinda smirked upon the realization that her mother was jealous of the campus.
The thought was abruptly forgotten when the car swung sharply into a parking space and jerked to a stop. The two women got out the unload Melinda's bags from the back. Thankfully, there wasn't a whole lot of stuff since SHIELD did provide a good majority of the things she was going to need.
"Last chance, Melinda," her mother's voice sounded a little higher than normal. "You can still back out."
"No." Melinda said sternly, swinging around to face her mother. "I'm not going to let this opportunity go. I've worked really hard for this, and it's what I want to do. This is what I choose, Mom."
An odd noise came from the petite woman in front of her. Melinda frowned. Did her mother just sniffle?
"Mom?" She looked and saw that there were tears in Mom's eyes. Eyes that could give cold and piercing stares that had the ability to strip down all your defenses and leave you feeling weak and helpless were now misty and sad. "Mom, please don't cry."
"I'm not." Her mother said in an even voice. "It's just….my baby's all grown-up and going off and…"
Melinda took her mother's hands. "I'm going to be fine. I'll still get to see you, Mom. It's not forever."
"Mel Lilly." Her mother chuckled, and Melinda blushed when her mother used the nickname she'd given her as a toddler. "I know you're going to fine. If you ever have children someday, and they go off to somewhere dangerous, you'll understand how I feel right now. And you'll know how proud I am of you right now."
Then, to her surprise, Mom embraced her. Melinda was shocked. Strict, no-nonsense, no touchy-feely Agent May was giving her a hug. Cautiously, she hugged her back. "I'll miss you, Mama," she whispered.
"I'll miss you too." Her mother pulled back and smiled. "Now go out there and be the best agent in the whole damn place. You're all too capable, Melinda."
With one last hug, Melinda May picked up her bags and made her way towards the registration building alone. It was the compromise she'd made with her mother when she agreed to be driven down. The elder May watched her daughter go inside before getting back into her car. As she drove out, she allowed a few tears to fall down her hard face. Then she laughed and happily swore out Peggy Carter for roping her daughter into SHIELD.
The bus was moderately loud with chatter of its passengers. All the cadets on board were nervous and excited, even if some didn't show it. A good majority of them had traded stories of how they had found their way to the Academy and SHIELD. Some were even making cracks about their fellow passengers. Only one other person paid attention to the young man sitting in the window seat at the rear of the bus.
Phil Coulson stared out the window and sighed. His seatmate and friend, John Garrett, had happily accepted the aisle seat when Phil had offered it to him, and was currently entertaining the other people sitting nearby. John had instantly charmed their fellow classmates with his cocky nature and humor, and Phil envied the way he could instantly fit into a crowd as the center of attention. While he was much more easy-going than John, Phil was more shy and quiet around people he didn't know very well. That and he was kind of a dork who got embarrassed too easily.
Turning away from his more popular friend, Phil pulled out a small tin case from his pocket and opened it, smiling down at the saluting figure in patriotic colors. Ever since he was a little kid, he'd looked up to Captain America as his Howling Commandos. Phil smiled at fond memories of painting the lid of the old garbage can in the style of the famous shield and pretending to be the hero with his friends backing him up as the Commandos. The newest card on top had been a sort of going-to-an-academy-to-be-a-big-fancy-agent from his mother. It had surprised him a lot, since the cards were difficult to come by, and money had been tight since Dad died.
Phil carefully flipped through the deck until he reached one of the two photos he'd placed in there for safe-keeping. A lump formed in the back of his throat as he looked at the picture taken of him with his father. It had been on Halloween, a few months before Dad died. A grinning kid dressed up like Captain America, not yet scarred by a sad twist of fate, struck a pose while preparing to throw his garbage can shield while his father squatted next to him with a proud smile. "Your father would have been so proud of you, going out there to do good for the world." Mom had told him yesterday.
"PHIL!"
He jumped a little when John shouted his name, startling him out of his reverie. Are you listening to me?"
Phil quickly put the cards back into the case, and then that into his pocket. John gave him a knowing grin when he saw the case. He had been in the same room as Phil when their S.O. had told them how closely Steve Rogers had affiliated to SHIELD. Phil had practically burst with excitement when he heard this, and kept asking Fury questions about his hero while John tried not to laugh too hard.
"Sorry," Phil apologized, feeling his face redden while the other cadets giggled. "What did you say?"
John simply pointed out the window, where a series of buildings behind a wall lay. "We're here."
Phil looked out of his window in awe. Other passengers were oohing and aahing at the campus the bus was approaching. "Nervous?"
His friend shrugged "You?"
"Hell yeah."
Next up- roommates (You're going to love these people) and wrong schedules. And Phil being a dork.
Hope you guys liked this. Don't hesitate the slightest to give me ideas. I will gladly accept them! Mary Margaret out