Game for two
Summary: Mack and YoYo were sneaking around the base late one night, when they hear a strange conversation.
"What do you mean 'it's not gonna work'? It worked pretty well so far."
"Exactly that. It's not gonna work. We need a new strategy."
"No, we don't. They are not even that good. We can do this."
"It's not them. We are being watched. We need to have different ways doing things so no one will be able to counter us."
"For the love of – ! This isn't – no one's gonna analyse our moves each time and try to kill us off."
"How long have you been doing this?"
"...It's been a while, alright?"
"Well, then. Will you follow my lead now?"
Mack and Elena had frozen right outside the lounge, listening to Daisy and Coulson disagree on something.
"Should we check on them?" Elena asked.
"I'm not sure if I want to know what they're talking about." Mack said, shaking his head, a look between utter embarrassement and fear on his face.
"You don't think they...?" Elena asked, making a particular hand motion, while nodding in the direction of the voices.
Mack spluttered beside her.
"Yo-Yo, I don't want to know what Mom and Dad are doing, even if they're in a common, public area."
"Does Daisy and Coulson know you call them that?" Elena asked, clearly amused.
Mack snorted.
"Trip is the one who first called them that, Hunter picked it up and it kind of stuck." he shrugged.
"And they are okay with it?"
"They've yet to demote, or vibrate us to our asses, so... Oh, wait. Daisy did make Hunter sit via vibrations, but it was Hunter, he probably pestered her for hours."
"No, no, no, no! Ugh, Phil!"
"Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." he grumpled. "I told you we didn't need different strategies for each campaign."
"If you had just followed me..."
"I did. And I stepped on landmine. Did you drop it?"
"I didn't have any landmines on me." she deadpanned. "Did you drop yours?"
"Landmines?" Elena asked Mack.
Mack blinked and inched closer to the door. With a deep breath and a heavy sigh, he peered around the corner to see...Daisy and Coulson sitting close to each other on the couch, a controller in each their hands and a combat video game on the TV.
Elena came to stand beside him.
"Well, that's not so bad." she said.
"Yeah, well, you're not the one who had to walk in on them in their office every morning. I am skeptical on how long they can keep their mouths sep-" something in the background made a particularly familiar noise and Mack froze. "Oh God."
Elena looked on slightly impressed.
"I didn't think he would do it." Elena commented.
"Can, can we go?" Mack asked. "Please?"
Elena chuckled and tugged him away from the doorway and away from the serious making out session that was happening on the couch. They were not fast enough not to hear someone moan.
(Mack was sure Yo-Yo was slow on purpose. She had told him she loved his flustered face.)