What Is Going On Here?
By DeweyFinn21
Disclaimer: I don't own Agents Of S.H.I.E.L.D. or any characters from that show. Author's Note: This is it. The definite end to the trilogy. And by popular demand I am going to make it wrap up every loose end you've had with this series, so put some in the reviews and I'll try to resolve them. Also the tone will be a mixture of both the serious 1st one and the crazy 2nd one. So, after that. Here we go.
She left me.
She actually left me.
I can't believe her.
Well, she wasn't even supposed to be in here in the first place, but come on!
Why leave now?
Chase after her!
What?
Follow her and give her a declaration of your love.
But I don't know if I love her or not!
Well then, tell another story and see if it gives you any help.
Okay, wise old black man, I shall take your advice. (Bonus points if you understand what that is a reference to. And yes, I will be keeping score, and the winner gets to do something special with me, and the loser has to take the goat back to Mexico. And yes, that reference counts too.)
Let's see. What story to tell?
Well, finish off the tale.
Which one?
The tale of how FitzSimmons found out about the lie that was kept from them.
Oh. I get it. Okay, it starts a little something like this.
Way back when Fitz was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement of the house half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait shop, you know the place, well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy. Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning his mother would make him a big bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast. A big bowl of sauerkraut! Every single morning! It drove him crazy! Simmons knew this perfectly well, and thought of her childhood where she was underneath those stairs she heard the sneers and felt the glares of her cousin, her uncle and her aunt. She couldn't believe how cruel they were, and it stung her in her heart, to know that they'll never ever give her what she wants. She knew she didn't deserve these stupid rules made by them here on Privet Drive. She couldn't take all of these people, but despite all of her struggles, she's still alive.
Together they were going to find out what Skye had done when she said that she had died. They knew that something was being withheld from them and they needed to get to the bottom of it. They weren't going to take no for an answer. The two of them had come up with a plan, although Simmons wasn't privy to the first part since it was the most risky and she could have plausible deniability. Fitz was getting ready to launch the first part of his plan. Simmons tried to stay as far away as possible so that she didn't accidentally interfere. She met up with Skye.
"Oh, hi." Simmons said nervously.
"What's with the nervousness. I'm actually me. You don't have to worry about the camouflage, we gave that to headquarters." Skye said.
"Yeah, I know." Simmons said.
"Well then, what are you doing?"
"Nothing!"
"Okay, you're up to something, good to know." Skye paused. "Are you trying to prank me again?" Skye asked.
"What?"
"Because that didn't work last time." Skye noted.
"No. I promise, if I was trying to prank you you wouldn't know when it would happen." Simmons said.
"Yeah, because you can obviously keep secrets from me." Skye joked.
"Same to you. I know that you would never lie to me." Simmons said point blank. That took Skye by surprise.
"Um. Yeah. I would never lie to you. I've got to go. Training with Ward." Skye said, hurrying off.
"Okay, hopefully Fitz will have everything under control." Simmons muttered under her breath.
Fitz had everything under control. The first part of his plan went off without a hitch. Now he just had to find Simmons so they could regroup. He found her about a minute later.
"So, everything is in place." Fitz said.
"Good. I hope that you know what you're doing." Simmons said.
"I do." Fitz bragged.
"So, now we wait." Simmons said.
"Yes. The first phase will end in about 32 hours." Fitz said.
"Okay then. Once that happens we'll be on the way to figuring out what Skye truly is about." Simmons said.
"Yeah." Fitz replied. The two of them headed off to the lab to appear normal.
Well, that didn't help. That's where it says to cut off the first chapter is the point after that conversation. I still don't know whether or not I like her, but maybe something in this story will help.
That's the spirit.
Yeah. You'll be fine.
Thanks, guys. I just hope that she'll understand, no matter which choice I make.
She'll prefer if you want to date her.
Yeah, I know that, but hopefully we'll be able to remain friends if this story leads me to realize how much I don't want to date her.
That's the wrong attitude.
I know, but I don't know what to do.
You'll figure it out.
Okay. I will.
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Uh, guys?
Yeah?
Do you think that we should maybe do this quickly. I just got an update on my phone that says that she's leaving for Paris in five chapters.
Wait, the update says chapters?
Yeah. I don't get it either.
Son, you don't got much time until she leaves. You better get this job done.
Sure thing. Um, so wait. What happens to the story if I leave. I mean, this story has more than five chapters remaining in it.
I'll cover for you.
But you're italicized, normally when Dewey writes italics mean either dreams or songs.
It doesn't matter. They'll know what's going on.
Okay, but wise old black man, you need to come with me if I decide to chase after her.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
Great! Now that that's set, let's end this.
So, I hope you enjoyed that. I don't know why these Agents Of S.H.I.E.L.D. fics are so easy to write, while my upcoming Phil of the Future fic that I've wanted to do is still on hold, and my updates for the others aren't going so fast. Anyways, in this story, the actual story part will be normal, and the narration is where all the weirdness comes into play. I hope you enjoy that set up and are tracking references. Remember, there is a contest, so don't blow it off. Anyways, review, people and tell me what you think of this new story.