div dir="auto"strongIts a little late but here is Christmas update for the AoS family!/strong/div
div dir="auto"strongNothing Marvel belings to me byw even though I wish it did!/strong/div
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div dir="auto"Daisy, Fitzsimmons, Bobbi along with Hunter all sat in the 'game room' playing MarioKart. The word 'playing' was used lightly because it usually ended with Coulson or May playing parent and turning off the system when the game became too heated and competitive./div
div dir="auto"Fitz had just used a blue shell, stealing first and made Hunter and Daisy curse like sailors./div
div dir="auto""Are kidding me!?"/div
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div dir="auto" It was Christmas Eve and nothing mission worthy had blipped on thier radar. In fact, this was going to be the first Christmas they would all be together. Coulson had even dragged the team, even May, to the fairly local tree lot the other night stating "it's not Christmas unless it smelled like Christmas". Daisy tried to hide her excitment at celebrating an actual Christmas with an actually family. /div
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div dir="auto"The smile fell from her face as May stood in the doorway and announced "Briefing in five."/div
div dir="auto"All groans were swallowed when Mays arms crossed and brow lifted ever so slighlty before leaving them to wrap up thier game./div
div dir="auto"Hunter tossed his contoller on the couch "Well there goes our bloody holiday."/div
div dir="auto"Fitz just nodded and followed Bobbi out. Daisy slid, slowly from the leather couch and tried not to be to upset about thier now cancelled Christmas./div
div dir="auto"When Daisy entered the room the smell the tree hit immediately which only soured her mood further. Coulson was standing close to May, thier heads bent close as they spoke. Once everyone was in the room Coulson cleared his throat "Alright, let's get down to business"/div
div dir="auto"Again groans were held in as they waited for their two superiors to let them know they would be off base for the holidays, again./div
div dir="auto"Coulson looked to May who left the room only to return shortly with and armful of brightly wrapped boxes and began handing them to each one of the younger agents./div
div dir="auto"Daisy looked down at her package that was wrapped in red and green paper with foiled snowflakes and snowmen wearing beanies and scarves; next to the shiny silver bow was a sticker. She held in her laugh when she read it; in Coulsons writing it read to Skye but it was marked out with a line and Daisy was beautifully written in Mays scroll instead then under that was 'From: D M'./div
div dir="auto"'Director and May' Daisy thought as she looked to up May who had a slight smirk playing on corners of her mouth "Well, it isn't going to open itself."/div
div dir="auto"The agents shared a look before ripping into the holiday wrapping. Daisy made sure to take care of her name tag as she also tore into her present. She removed the article from the box of tissue and then looked to Coulson who now had his arm across Mays shoulers as she leaned into him. Daisy smiled softly, ever since they had basically announced their relationship during Thanksgiving dinner May and Coulson were slighlty less secretive with thier PDA./div
div dir="auto"When everyone had finished opening their gifts Coulson spoke "When I was younger my parents always let me open one," held up one finger "gift on christmas eve. They were always pajamas. It was tradition to wear your new pjs to bed so that you had them on for gifts the next morning."/div
div dir="auto""So you're passing the tradition down to us?" Simmons asked as she eyed her new sleepwear that were pink with gingerbread men and candy all over them. /div
div dir="auto"May watched Coulson's Adams apple bob as he tried to form his next sentence. She could tell he was getting sentimental so she stepped foward "It's what families do." She looked to Coulson "Right?"/div
div dir="auto"He cleared his throat "Right. So get changed and get back here so we can watch 'A Christmas Story'"/div
div dir="auto""Another childhood tradition?" Hunter asked with a smirk./div
div dir="auto"May shook her head with a smirk "More like a tradition from the academy."/div
div dir="auto"The youngers waited to hear the story behind the tradition but when it didn't come they pilfered out of the room to change and hurry back./div
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div dir="auto"When May turned to face Coulson he had a wrapped gift in his hand and smile on his face "Traditions aren't just for kids"/div
div dir="auto"May gave him a soft smile "They are all over 23 Phil."/div
div dir="auto""Potato, Pahtahto"/div
div dir="auto"She opened her gift painstakingly slow but when she finally removed the tissue she felt her face get hot "You've lost your mind!"/div
div dir="auto"Coulson could count on one hand how many times he had seen Melinda May blush like a school girl. He let out a chuckle as she held up a red silk nighty with black lace./div
div dir="auto""You don't like it?" He asked with a grin./div
div dir="auto"She crumpled the night gown and shoved back in the box and opened her mouth to let him have it when he held out a shiny bag with Santa on the front "Here, for reals."/div
div dir="auto"May stared at him with a raised brow then took the bag then left the room with out a word./div
div dir="auto"He let out a sigh. He hadn't thought she would take the joke so seriously Coulson was just about go after when she returned moments later wearing new flannel grey pajamas that had pastel snowflakes all over them and a gift wrapped box in her hands./div
div dir="auto""Traditions aren't just for kids."/div
div dir="auto"He smiled at her as ripped into his gift like a small child and grinned from ear to ear as he pulled out Navy Captain America bottoms that had shields and Cap himself all over along with a Navy shirt with a giant shield on the chest. He hurried to change and when he came back May was looking at herself in the mirror./div
div dir="auto""I look ridiculous."/div
div dir="auto"He came up behind her so her back was to his front and kissed the side of her neck "I think you look adorable."/div
div dir="auto"May pulled away slightly "The kids."/div
div dir="auto""Right, right. Speak of the Devils."/div
div dir="auto"Coulson pulled away fully as his team came carrying trays of popcorn and cocoa all chatting away happily, dressed in there new night clothes. Daisy had on dark purple fleece bottoms with clouds, stars and moons with a matching top. Fitz's flannels were dark blue with sock monkeys wearing Santa hats. Bobbi and Hunter had matching his and her's silk pajamas. /div
div dir="auto"Once they were settled Coulson started the movie then hurried to sit with May and Daisy on couch. Fitzsimmons sat on the floor while Bobbi and Hunter took the love seat./div
div dir="auto"Half way through the movie Fitz had fallen asleep and Simmons head was bobbing as she fought to stay awake. Before she could second guess herself Daisy laid her head on Mays thigh./div
div dir="auto"After a few minutes Coulson eased himself from the couch about the part when Ralphie dropped the F-bomb and gently shook Fitz awake "Come on Champ time for bed."/div
div dir="auto"Fitz sleepily nodded and stood, Jemma doing the same when Coulson looked down at her. He followed behind them to make sure they made it to thier bunks and didn't fall asleep standing up./div
div dir="auto"Without thinking May ran a soft hand down Daisy's hair a few times until young woman spoke "I seen what you put on everyones gift tags"/div
div dir="auto"May's hand froze for moment before she continued "Oh? And whats that?"/div
div dir="auto""Coulson and May... but on mine you wrote D and M"/div
div dir="auto"May watched the movie, Ralphie currently had a bar of soap in his mouth "Director and May."/div
div dir="auto"Daisy sat up and looked at her SO "See, I thought that at first but no, thats too impersonal. Even for you."/div
div dir="auto"All May was lift her chin slightly and keep her eyes on the TV "What's your point Skye?"/div
div dir="auto"Daisy ignored correcting her on the name slip. Truth was it always hit her ears wrong when May and Coulson used her given name instead of her chosen./div
div dir="auto""My point is thanks... mom"/div
div dir="auto"Mays heart ceased at the endearment and she finally looked to her trainee./div
div dir="auto""D and M. Dad and Mom"/div
div dir="auto"The older agent felt her eye begin to sting with tears but held them at bay. She thought she was being clever using initials, thought she could play it off as Director and May; she should have know Daisy would be too smart for that./div
div dir="auto""Everyone sees what they want to believe."/div
div dir="auto"Daisy just rolled her eyes knowing that was as close to an admission as she was going to get from her SO./div
div dir="auto"Coulson came squeezed himself between May and the arm of the couch "What I miss?"/div
div dir="auto""Oh fudge." May answered and Daisy passed him her bowl of popcorn. /div
div dir="auto"The Director pouted for a moment then tossed a handful of popped corn in his mouth. May let her head rest on his shoulder and began smoothing Daisy's hair once more./div
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div dir="auto"Soon the movie ended. May smirked at the snores coming from Hunter and how Bobbi tried pinching his nose to quiet him. Daisy let a small yawn slip from her lips and May took that as her queue./div
div dir="auto""I'm thinking everyone will be up with sun in the morning. Time for shut eye." /div
div dir="auto"She patted Daisys shoulder and the younger sat up stifling another yawn "But I'm not tired."/div
div dir="auto"May raised a brow "Righttt."/div
div dir="auto""Yeah, Come on May... the nights still young." Coulson argued./div
div dir="auto"The older woman stood and stretched, said her goodnights then picked up the forgotten gift box from earlier and tossed Coulson a meaningful glance for a moment before leaving the room./div
div dir="auto"He turned off the TV "You know... Mays right it's late. Time to call it a night kids."/div
div dir="auto"They watched Coulson scramble off the couch and out the room to follow his partner./div
div dir="auto"Daisy and Bobbi gathered the bowls and mugs "What do you think that was about?"/div
div dir="auto"Bobbi snorted with a chuckle "Goodnight Daisy."/div
div dir="auto""Wait, come on let me in on the joke!" /div
div dir="auto"Daisy followed Bobbi down the hall, leaving Hunter alone to snore his heart out./div
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div dir="auto"As May had predicted at almost 5 in the morning a loud bang made her eyes shoot open and she groaned as Daisy's filtered through the door "Rise and shine sleepy heads! It's christmas!"/div
div dir="auto"Coulson covered his head with a pillow and muttered something about being thankful for the invention of locks as the handle of his door jiggled./div
div dir="auto"May rolled to her back and rubbed her eyes "Still think staying up wrapping gifts was a good idea?"/div
div dir="auto""Right now? No. When they see the gifts under the tree? Definitely." He smirked and turned to face her "We would have been to bed a lot sooner if someone hadn't tried on her new Christmas jammies."/div
div dir="auto"At the wiggle of his brows she rolled eyes smacked him on the shoulder. Another whine through the door came making Daisy sound like a five year old "Come onnnnn guysss!"/div
div dir="auto""Okay, okay we're up."/div
div dir="auto"The director rolled from the bed and picked his shirt up off the floor then put it on. May followed suit and opened the door just as Daisy held her hand up to knock for the third time. The younger had the decency to blush. It was the first time she had actually witnessed Coulson and May leaving the same room and looking so domestic./div
div dir="auto""Yeesh! Finally guys!"/div
div dir="auto" Daisy did a little hop, still in her pajamas and hair rused from her pillow. Coulson smirked at how much like a child she looked and wondered what it would have been like had they crossed paths way sooner in her life. /div
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div dir="auto"Presents were opened, Coulson made breakfast the way his mom used to, May even filled them in on how one year Coulson and herself couldn't make it home for break due to a massive snow storm so they made the best out of what they had; which were leftover christmas cookies and an old VHS of 'A Christmas Story' that they had found in the audio library and done it in the comfort of thier pajamas. Every year after that they had made it a point to carve a night out of thier busy schedules to watch that old movie and eat holiday cookies./div
div dir="auto"Although they hadn't realized it; May and Coulson had started a new holiday tradition for years to come. One that would be passed down to future generations long after they had left this earth./div
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div dir="auto"strongNothing Marvel belings to me byw even though I wish it did!/strong/div
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div dir="auto"Daisy, Fitzsimmons, Bobbi along with Hunter all sat in the 'game room' playing MarioKart. The word 'playing' was used lightly because it usually ended with Coulson or May playing parent and turning off the system when the game became too heated and competitive./div
div dir="auto"Fitz had just used a blue shell, stealing first and made Hunter and Daisy curse like sailors./div
div dir="auto""Are kidding me!?"/div
div dir="auto""You're dead labrat!"/div
div dir="auto" It was Christmas Eve and nothing mission worthy had blipped on thier radar. In fact, this was going to be the first Christmas they would all be together. Coulson had even dragged the team, even May, to the fairly local tree lot the other night stating "it's not Christmas unless it smelled like Christmas". Daisy tried to hide her excitment at celebrating an actual Christmas with an actually family. /div
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div dir="auto"The smile fell from her face as May stood in the doorway and announced "Briefing in five."/div
div dir="auto"All groans were swallowed when Mays arms crossed and brow lifted ever so slighlty before leaving them to wrap up thier game./div
div dir="auto"Hunter tossed his contoller on the couch "Well there goes our bloody holiday."/div
div dir="auto"Fitz just nodded and followed Bobbi out. Daisy slid, slowly from the leather couch and tried not to be to upset about thier now cancelled Christmas./div
div dir="auto"When Daisy entered the room the smell the tree hit immediately which only soured her mood further. Coulson was standing close to May, thier heads bent close as they spoke. Once everyone was in the room Coulson cleared his throat "Alright, let's get down to business"/div
div dir="auto"Again groans were held in as they waited for their two superiors to let them know they would be off base for the holidays, again./div
div dir="auto"Coulson looked to May who left the room only to return shortly with and armful of brightly wrapped boxes and began handing them to each one of the younger agents./div
div dir="auto"Daisy looked down at her package that was wrapped in red and green paper with foiled snowflakes and snowmen wearing beanies and scarves; next to the shiny silver bow was a sticker. She held in her laugh when she read it; in Coulsons writing it read to Skye but it was marked out with a line and Daisy was beautifully written in Mays scroll instead then under that was 'From: D M'./div
div dir="auto"'Director and May' Daisy thought as she looked to up May who had a slight smirk playing on corners of her mouth "Well, it isn't going to open itself."/div
div dir="auto"The agents shared a look before ripping into the holiday wrapping. Daisy made sure to take care of her name tag as she also tore into her present. She removed the article from the box of tissue and then looked to Coulson who now had his arm across Mays shoulers as she leaned into him. Daisy smiled softly, ever since they had basically announced their relationship during Thanksgiving dinner May and Coulson were slighlty less secretive with thier PDA./div
div dir="auto"When everyone had finished opening their gifts Coulson spoke "When I was younger my parents always let me open one," held up one finger "gift on christmas eve. They were always pajamas. It was tradition to wear your new pjs to bed so that you had them on for gifts the next morning."/div
div dir="auto""So you're passing the tradition down to us?" Simmons asked as she eyed her new sleepwear that were pink with gingerbread men and candy all over them. /div
div dir="auto"May watched Coulson's Adams apple bob as he tried to form his next sentence. She could tell he was getting sentimental so she stepped foward "It's what families do." She looked to Coulson "Right?"/div
div dir="auto"He cleared his throat "Right. So get changed and get back here so we can watch 'A Christmas Story'"/div
div dir="auto""Another childhood tradition?" Hunter asked with a smirk./div
div dir="auto"May shook her head with a smirk "More like a tradition from the academy."/div
div dir="auto"The youngers waited to hear the story behind the tradition but when it didn't come they pilfered out of the room to change and hurry back./div
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div dir="auto"When May turned to face Coulson he had a wrapped gift in his hand and smile on his face "Traditions aren't just for kids"/div
div dir="auto"May gave him a soft smile "They are all over 23 Phil."/div
div dir="auto""Potato, Pahtahto"/div
div dir="auto"She opened her gift painstakingly slow but when she finally removed the tissue she felt her face get hot "You've lost your mind!"/div
div dir="auto"Coulson could count on one hand how many times he had seen Melinda May blush like a school girl. He let out a chuckle as she held up a red silk nighty with black lace./div
div dir="auto""You don't like it?" He asked with a grin./div
div dir="auto"She crumpled the night gown and shoved back in the box and opened her mouth to let him have it when he held out a shiny bag with Santa on the front "Here, for reals."/div
div dir="auto"May stared at him with a raised brow then took the bag then left the room with out a word./div
div dir="auto"He let out a sigh. He hadn't thought she would take the joke so seriously Coulson was just about go after when she returned moments later wearing new flannel grey pajamas that had pastel snowflakes all over them and a gift wrapped box in her hands./div
div dir="auto""Traditions aren't just for kids."/div
div dir="auto"He smiled at her as ripped into his gift like a small child and grinned from ear to ear as he pulled out Navy Captain America bottoms that had shields and Cap himself all over along with a Navy shirt with a giant shield on the chest. He hurried to change and when he came back May was looking at herself in the mirror./div
div dir="auto""I look ridiculous."/div
div dir="auto"He came up behind her so her back was to his front and kissed the side of her neck "I think you look adorable."/div
div dir="auto"May pulled away slightly "The kids."/div
div dir="auto""Right, right. Speak of the Devils."/div
div dir="auto"Coulson pulled away fully as his team came carrying trays of popcorn and cocoa all chatting away happily, dressed in there new night clothes. Daisy had on dark purple fleece bottoms with clouds, stars and moons with a matching top. Fitz's flannels were dark blue with sock monkeys wearing Santa hats. Bobbi and Hunter had matching his and her's silk pajamas. /div
div dir="auto"Once they were settled Coulson started the movie then hurried to sit with May and Daisy on couch. Fitzsimmons sat on the floor while Bobbi and Hunter took the love seat./div
div dir="auto"Half way through the movie Fitz had fallen asleep and Simmons head was bobbing as she fought to stay awake. Before she could second guess herself Daisy laid her head on Mays thigh./div
div dir="auto"After a few minutes Coulson eased himself from the couch about the part when Ralphie dropped the F-bomb and gently shook Fitz awake "Come on Champ time for bed."/div
div dir="auto"Fitz sleepily nodded and stood, Jemma doing the same when Coulson looked down at her. He followed behind them to make sure they made it to thier bunks and didn't fall asleep standing up./div
div dir="auto"Without thinking May ran a soft hand down Daisy's hair a few times until young woman spoke "I seen what you put on everyones gift tags"/div
div dir="auto"May's hand froze for moment before she continued "Oh? And whats that?"/div
div dir="auto""Coulson and May... but on mine you wrote D and M"/div
div dir="auto"May watched the movie, Ralphie currently had a bar of soap in his mouth "Director and May."/div
div dir="auto"Daisy sat up and looked at her SO "See, I thought that at first but no, thats too impersonal. Even for you."/div
div dir="auto"All May was lift her chin slightly and keep her eyes on the TV "What's your point Skye?"/div
div dir="auto"Daisy ignored correcting her on the name slip. Truth was it always hit her ears wrong when May and Coulson used her given name instead of her chosen./div
div dir="auto""My point is thanks... mom"/div
div dir="auto"Mays heart ceased at the endearment and she finally looked to her trainee./div
div dir="auto""D and M. Dad and Mom"/div
div dir="auto"The older agent felt her eye begin to sting with tears but held them at bay. She thought she was being clever using initials, thought she could play it off as Director and May; she should have know Daisy would be too smart for that./div
div dir="auto""Everyone sees what they want to believe."/div
div dir="auto"Daisy just rolled her eyes knowing that was as close to an admission as she was going to get from her SO./div
div dir="auto"Coulson came squeezed himself between May and the arm of the couch "What I miss?"/div
div dir="auto""Oh fudge." May answered and Daisy passed him her bowl of popcorn. /div
div dir="auto"The Director pouted for a moment then tossed a handful of popped corn in his mouth. May let her head rest on his shoulder and began smoothing Daisy's hair once more./div
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div dir="auto"Soon the movie ended. May smirked at the snores coming from Hunter and how Bobbi tried pinching his nose to quiet him. Daisy let a small yawn slip from her lips and May took that as her queue./div
div dir="auto""I'm thinking everyone will be up with sun in the morning. Time for shut eye." /div
div dir="auto"She patted Daisys shoulder and the younger sat up stifling another yawn "But I'm not tired."/div
div dir="auto"May raised a brow "Righttt."/div
div dir="auto""Yeah, Come on May... the nights still young." Coulson argued./div
div dir="auto"The older woman stood and stretched, said her goodnights then picked up the forgotten gift box from earlier and tossed Coulson a meaningful glance for a moment before leaving the room./div
div dir="auto"He turned off the TV "You know... Mays right it's late. Time to call it a night kids."/div
div dir="auto"They watched Coulson scramble off the couch and out the room to follow his partner./div
div dir="auto"Daisy and Bobbi gathered the bowls and mugs "What do you think that was about?"/div
div dir="auto"Bobbi snorted with a chuckle "Goodnight Daisy."/div
div dir="auto""Wait, come on let me in on the joke!" /div
div dir="auto"Daisy followed Bobbi down the hall, leaving Hunter alone to snore his heart out./div
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div dir="auto"As May had predicted at almost 5 in the morning a loud bang made her eyes shoot open and she groaned as Daisy's filtered through the door "Rise and shine sleepy heads! It's christmas!"/div
div dir="auto"Coulson covered his head with a pillow and muttered something about being thankful for the invention of locks as the handle of his door jiggled./div
div dir="auto"May rolled to her back and rubbed her eyes "Still think staying up wrapping gifts was a good idea?"/div
div dir="auto""Right now? No. When they see the gifts under the tree? Definitely." He smirked and turned to face her "We would have been to bed a lot sooner if someone hadn't tried on her new Christmas jammies."/div
div dir="auto"At the wiggle of his brows she rolled eyes smacked him on the shoulder. Another whine through the door came making Daisy sound like a five year old "Come onnnnn guysss!"/div
div dir="auto""Okay, okay we're up."/div
div dir="auto"The director rolled from the bed and picked his shirt up off the floor then put it on. May followed suit and opened the door just as Daisy held her hand up to knock for the third time. The younger had the decency to blush. It was the first time she had actually witnessed Coulson and May leaving the same room and looking so domestic./div
div dir="auto""Yeesh! Finally guys!"/div
div dir="auto" Daisy did a little hop, still in her pajamas and hair rused from her pillow. Coulson smirked at how much like a child she looked and wondered what it would have been like had they crossed paths way sooner in her life. /div
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div dir="auto"Presents were opened, Coulson made breakfast the way his mom used to, May even filled them in on how one year Coulson and herself couldn't make it home for break due to a massive snow storm so they made the best out of what they had; which were leftover christmas cookies and an old VHS of 'A Christmas Story' that they had found in the audio library and done it in the comfort of thier pajamas. Every year after that they had made it a point to carve a night out of thier busy schedules to watch that old movie and eat holiday cookies./div
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