Day 2 of the Men of SHIELD week.
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Monday: Childhood
Fitz and Ward
Jemma walked down the stairs backwards very carefully, hands in front of her as she tried to block Coulson's path down.
"Now, before you get mad, let me just say it was a highly successful experiment. We've never had results like this before," she started, trying to placate him.
"Why don't you tell me what I'm not getting mad at before I make any promises?"
"Well, you see," she looked up at him sheepishly, "after the Beserker staff incident and we found that file laying on the lab table, Leo was trying to make a present for Agent Ward, so he could come to terms with his childhood memories and put them behind him and for the most part it was highly successful." Coulson nodded, not understand quite where this was going.
It was about then that Skye walked out of the lab, heading for the steps. She saw them and stopped, looking at Jemma.
"Why are Ward and Fitz little kids?"
"Alright, so it was only partially successful, but still, the results were-"
The older agent ignored her, stepping down the stairs and following Skye into the lab. Jemma tailed behind them, where Fitz was sitting on the floor playing with the dwarves in a puddle of clothing. On top of a chair, Ward, dressed in only an oversized black t-shirt, was playing with his gun, saying "bang" every time he pretended to shoot something. Skye rushed over to him as he put the gun in his mouth and started chewing.
"No, no that's not what that's for!" She snatched it away from him and he looked like he might cry. "You'll thank me when you're big and don't have a severe case of lead poisoning." She turned back to the scientist. "Jemma, fix it!"
Jemma looked bashfully at Skye. "I don't know how."
"Perhaps it'd be best to take them out of the lab until we can fix this," Coulson said diplomatically.
There was a noise as Fitz began playing with the machine that had started the mess and the two turned back to their adult selves, more or less naked. Jemma blushed, throwing her hands over her eyes as she turned around. The other two, though mostly unfazed, turned around as well as the two younger male agents dressed, but Skye snuck a peek over her shoulder at her S.O.
"Well, this is awkward," Fitz spoke loudly, his accent unusually pronounced. Ward straightened his shirt before he grabbed his gun off the counter, Skye following him out.
"Severe case of lead poisoning?" He asked her incredulously.
"Yes. And welcome back. Did anyone ever tell you that you were a pudgy little kid?"
"Shut up," was the last thing heard as the doors closed behind them and Coulson stood, arms crossed, waiting for an explanation.
Fitz shrugged, obviously not having one. "Well, at least it wore off."
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