Day 9: Egg Nog

The four sat around the table, staring at each other.

"We'd like to negotiate the terms of a peace treaty," Fitz said suddenly, "We don't want to continue this prank war."

Ward glanced at Skye and she shrugged. "He's not lying so far. Continue."

"You don't knock us out and torture us with brats and elves and stop putting laxatives in our food and we will stop shoving Christmas down your throats."

Skye blinked, but it was Grant who spoke. "We didn't put laxatives in your food."

Jemma blushed and the hacker figured it out. "You guys were trying to spike our cake and then you went and accidentally switched the plates." Skye laughed loudly. "And now you want a truce because you guys couldn't pull off a simple prank like that!"

They all looked at her and her smile faded awkwardly.

"So… about that peace treaty…"


May and Coulson sat in Coulson's office, listening in on the conversation. "Well, this isn't any good."


They clanged their mugs together. "To their being peace on the Bus!" Jemma toasted and they all took a sip of the egg nog.

"I'll drink to that," Fitz said, sipping the nog. Skye and Ward took a drink. There was a sort of quiet over the group for a while until:

"I asked Dad for help with pranking you guys," Skye blurted out suddenly before her eyes went wide and she covered her mouth with both hands.

"Fitz and I changed out your body lotion with acne remover this morning." Jemma looked panicked.

"I got Skye a-" Ward bit his tongue. "I think this was drugged. Damn this stuff works fast."

"Truth serum."

Ward groaned and Skye looked at him pointedly. "I thought you didn't believe truth serum."

"I don't. I just- you can't deny the effects of truth drugs."

She smirked. "So what did you buy me for Christmas again?" He opened his mouth and went to speak but then he changed his mind and she pouted. "I'll tell you what I got you." She leaned in close and whispered something in his ear too low for Fitz or Simmons to hear. Ward's eyes widened then his face went red and then his lips turned into a smile.

"Really?"

She grinned. "I cannot tell a lie."

He kissed her. "I love you."

Simmons eyed them, then looked at Fitz. "Why don't you ever kiss me like that?"

The Scot turned red from his ears to the base of his neck. "I-uh-well… you see-"

Jemma shut his mouth with a kiss.


"That's better," Coulson said to May as she slipped back into his office. "How'd you drug it without them noticing?"

"Please, Skye and Ward were making out on the countertop. There could have been World War Four and they wouldn't have noticed."

Coulson made a face. "Egg nog?" May offered, "Not the drugged version."

He took the proffered mug. "Cheers."


Peace egg nog. And Coulson and May are totally awesome and spiked it everyone else's with truth serum)

WWIII, of course, was classified by SHIELD, so while everyone referred to if there was a WWIII, there had already been one.

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