Wow. It's been a month since I last updated. You know how the Holidays are. And also the flu...yeah, that was fun. Anyway, I've written a small one shot of Fitz's time in the academy around New Years. Please review as a late Christmas present to me, and leave a story suggestion of anything you'd like to see. Doesn't have to be strictly FitzSimmons together, but should include at least one of them. Happy late holidays and may the odds be ever in your favor. :-)
New Years Resolution
Leopold Fitz was unhealthily attached to his dorm desk, at least, according to his mother. Hours and hours he'd sit, fiddling with a new gadget or gizmo until it worked flawlessly.
"Leopold Fitz!" His mother would holler over the phone during their rare chats. "Don't you dare spend another second sitting in the blasted dorm. You get out and make friends!"
Over course, as most young boys do, he didn't listen to her. He loved his mother dearly, she had worked so hard when he was young to give him everything she could. Without his father around, his mother had felt obligated to provide him with the best to make up for it. Being the poor woman she was, things like Christmas presents often feel through the cracks, much to her dismay. But, she had always been there for him, she'd always listened to his science lectures late at night when he couldn't sleep, always encouraged him when no one else would. But of course she did, she was him mom. And for this exact reason, sometimes he didn't listen. Plus, he was just about as socially coordinated as a drunk giraffe, so he didn't feel confidant about making friends. Who needed friends anyway, when you've got gadgets? Leo Fitz did. He didn't want to admit it, but he did. He'd felt more alone than ever since arriving at SHIELD and continued to seclude himself in the darkness of his room, his ever-growing laundry pile his only friend. He tried, he really did, but no one seemed to enjoy drunk giraffes, he didn't blame them, he didn't appreciate them either.
Today, was nothing different. Well, it was a little different, but only because it was New Years Eve. A brand new year-almost. Other than the date, nothing changed. Fitz sat at his crowded counter, building a knock-out gun he'd been perfecting for a while. It still wasn't right.
At ten thirty he decided to leave his dorm for a light snack across the hall at the vending machine. Boy, was that a mistake.
He opened his door, struggling to squeeze through the small crack he could make without moving all his clothes on the floor. Instantly he felt uncomfortable. The blinding white lights seemed brighter now than this morning, and he squinted trying to make out the scene before him. Couples. Couples everywhere. He almost gagged. He slowly moved away from the door inching through the hall to the stairwell which also held the machine. It was a rough trip. He almost tripped over a pair of slightly intoxicated people. Twice. He, in this moment, swore never to have more than one drink a night. A loud crash and the booming sounds of laughed erupted from his left. He was sure he could see a wisp of smoke emerge from the bottom of their door. These people were going to have quite a mess to clean up in the morning. A few more explosions and repulsive couples later, he arrived at the vending machine. Two young men stood at the machine laughing at a joke one of them had said.
"Man, this is great," One of the boys, a blonde lanky young man said to the other. "It's nice to have friends on New Years, you know. I've just never had that before. I guess I was kinda a loner at my old place."
The other man nodded as he grabbed their drinks from the machine.
"I feel ya. It's great having you guys to hang out with all the time. I think this is the most fun I've had in my entire life." He added, clapping the blonde on the back. They strode off down the hall, continuing their jokes and foolish play. Fitz stared after. What was it like, he wondered, to have friends like that? And then, it hit him. His New Year's Resolution. He was going to make friends. And he was going to not be a drunk giraffe!
He paid for his drink, a diet Doctor Pepper (they were out of the regular kind), and raced back to his room, ignoring the couples this time. He spent the next hour and a half looking up ways to make friends and tone down social awkwardness. And then, midnight. The bells outside the school rang merrily, celebrating the new year. The explosions, inside the building and out, rumbled with thunderous applause. The sounds of hooting students bounced around his walls. He hardly noticed. He was too busy making his declaration. He would make friends.
And boy did he.
Little did he know, that two flights down and four doors over, Jemma Simmons was making a similar resolution. She wanted a best friend, not just someone who would use her for her homework answers and test scores. She wanted true friendship. She certainly got it, because in the next year, Jemma Simmons and Leopold Fitz would meet, hate each other, then in a dramatic twist of fate, be paired together and instantly realize, they were made to be best friends. As you can see, it was bound to be the best year of their lives.
Ah, I love FitzSimmons. They almost literally own my heart. Hope you enjoyed. REVIEW PLEEEEEEAAAAASE!
