Hey guys! This was inspired by BerlockHolmes' prompt: "I would love to see a scene between Skye and Phil, after she starts to open up a little more, where he specifically promises not to be like the other foster fathers she's known."

I probably would have posted sooner... but someone *side-eyes boundbybooks* got me hooked on Continuum and I've been binge-watching that on Netflix for the past couple of days (jk I totally love it and don't regret losing sleep over it. Seriously, it's amazing!). Also, don't forget to head over to my profile page and use the poll to vote for which one-shot you'd like to read next!

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Skye said goodbye to Ms. Hill when she saw her car pull into the parking lot. She started walking towards it but stopped when she saw Phil making his way towards her rather than May, who usually picked her up from school.

She grinned and ran the rest of the way towards him, "Daddy! Where's mommy?"

She launched herself at him and he easily caught her before setting her on his hip and kissing her cheek, "We forgot about your brother and sister's dentist appointment today. They have to get some fillings done."

She made a face at that and he grinned, "Yep, so it's just you and me for a little while kiddo."

He opened up the backseat and got her situated before starting the car and pulling out of the parking lot. She swung her feet back and forth and got her dad's attention, "Do I have to get fillings?"

Phil glanced at her through the rearview mirror, "No, you have very nice teeth remember? Dr. Bishop said so last week."

She did remember. Her parents had taken her to the dentist and she had not had a very fun time. Between the weird noises that her teeth made when they cleaned them and the bad-tasting tooth polisher they used, she would say that being at the dentists was one of her least favorite places to be. The only good thing that came out of it was that Dr. Bishop had given her a cool sticker for being so good.

She stopped swinging her feet and brushed her bangs out of her eyes, "Do fillings hurt?"

She didn't really want her siblings to be in pain and she was worried that their mouths would be hurting and she didn't want that to happen.

"No, they don't hurt. Nat and Trip will be fine sweetie. How about we stop for ice cream?"

She clapped her hands together, "Yes!"

Her dad chuckled, "Don't tell your brother and sister. They'll be jealous and they aren't supposed to have sweet things for a little while after they get their fillings."

She nodded and started singing along to the Tangled song that was playing softly in the background. Her dad turned the music up for her and she sang songs until they pulled into their favorite ice cream shop.

Phil helped her out of her booster seat and they made their way inside. She walked over to the counter but couldn't see into the display case so she made grabby hands at Phil until he picked her up. She peered into the display case and pointed to the flavor she wanted.

She still didn't really like talking to strangers so she leaned her head on Phil's shoulder and he swayed gently from side to side as he ordered her ice cream for her.

Phil set her on the counter and reached forward to brush her bangs out of her eyes, "How was school?"

She tilted her head and considered that, "It was okay. I wanted to play the xylophone in music class but Emma got to it first so I got stuck with the recorder."

The employee said something to Phil and her dad took out his wallet and handed over some change before turning back to her, "The recorder is pretty fun though. How about your Word of the Week? I'm very excited to hear what it is this week."

She straightened up and smiled. She loved telling her parents what the Word of the Week was. They were always very happy to hear what it was and they all tried to use it in as many sentences as they could.

"It's 'hugging'!"

Her dad thought over the word and then smiled, "I think that's my favorite Word of the Week so far."

She nodded, "I can spell it! H-U-G-G-I-N-G. It's kind of hard because there are two G's when it sounds like there should be one but I can do it."

Phil hummed in agreement and handed her her cup of ice cream. She gratefully took it from him and he set her on the ground. He held her hand and pushed the door open for them, "You're getting very good at your spelling sweetheart. Your mom and I are very proud of how hard you're working."

She felt her cheeks heat up and couldn't help but smile. She was working very hard on her reading, spelling, and math. She had one-on-one time with Ms. Hill every day and she worked on worksheets with her parents all the time. It felt very good to have all that hard work acknowledged, especially by her dad.

"Thanks daddy."

He smiled down at her and held her ice cream for her while she got situated in her seat and then leaned forward to help buckle her in. He handed her back her ice cream and gave her a conspiratorial smile, "Remember, don't tell Tash and Trip about the ice cream. They can't have sweets until tomorrow."

She nodded seriously and happily ate her ice cream on the way home.

Sometimes it still caught her by surprise how positive and nice her parents were. Compared to some of the other families she had to live with, they felt unreal sometimes, like their eternal kindness could disappear in an instance.

She knew that would never happen though. It might have been true for some of the past families she lived with, they would pretend to be nice and then turn out mean, but she knew that May and Phil weren't like that. They were amazing and she sometimes couldn't believe how lucky she was to end up with them.

Phil parked in the driveway and helped her get out of her booster seat. He grabbed her backpack and lunchbox from the seat and led her to the front door.

They walked inside and she dutifully threw her empty ice cream cup away while Phil set her stuff down on the dining room table.

She scrunched her nose up at her backpack. She knew that she would have to start her homework and she didn't want to, "Can I wait to do my homework? My brain hurts from thinking too much at school."

Phil studied her and then nodded, "We can start it in an hour. Is that long enough for your brain to stop hurting?"

He was smirking at her and she smiled real big and ran over to him. She started tugging on his hand, "Yes! Let's go have a tea party!"

She thought she heard her dad groan but he followed her upstairs nonetheless.

She set up her tea set and grabbed Alice and Mara so that they could join them. She handed her dad a tiara and he dutifully put it on his head and thanked her as she handed him a teacup full of imaginary tea.

They talked about nothing in particular until she told him that she was out of tea and started to put everything away. She walked around and went to grab the tiara off of his head when he surprised her by tickling her sides and pulling her into his lap.

She giggled and squirmed around until he stopped and turned her around in his lap so that she could see his face. His smile dimmed a little bit and she tilted her head and wondered what he was thinking about.

She reached up and poked his cheek, "What's wrong?"

He was silent for a couple of moments while he stared at her intensely, "You're happy here, right sweetheart?"

She raised her eyebrows in shock. She wasn't expecting this, "Yes! I love it here with you. I'm happy you're my family."

A small smile tugged at her dad's lips and she felt herself relax a little after that strange question was answered.

"Good, because I always want you to be happy. Your mom and I both want that."

She nodded and listened intently even though she wasn't really sure where this serious conversation was coming from.

Phil kept on talking, "I know you weren't really happy before you came to live with us-"

She bit the inside of her cheek and looked down at her hands. She didn't like thinking about the time before she came to live with May and Phil. It wasn't very fun.

"-and I wanted to make sure that you knew that it will never be like that here."

She nodded and leaned against her dad's chest.

He rubbed circles onto her back and she let out a breath. This talk was kind of intense, especially compared to the lighthearted bantering that went on during their tea party, but she was glad that they were having it. She knew this family, her family, was different than all the other ones and it felt nice to have her dad reassure her of what she already knew.

Her dad continued on, "I also know that some of your foster dad's weren't very good to you and treated you badly-"

She grabbed onto his shirt and clenched the material between her fingertips. She didn't like thinking of her past foster fathers, especially Mr. Ramsey.

Phil paused to lean down and press a kiss to the top of her head. He waited until she loosened her hold on his shirt before continuing, "-But I really want you to know that I will never treat you badly. I want you to feel happy and comfortable and safe when you're with me. I love you sweetheart."

She threw her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. She felt him envelope her in a tight hug and she smiled, "I love you too and I know all of that already."

She felt Phil let out a breath, "Good."

She leaned back so that she could see his face, "They were bad, but you're good. You're the best and I'm always safe with you."

He smiled at her and she grinned back at him.

She scrunched up her nose when she thought of something, "Are you happy?"

Phil immediately responded, "I'm happy when you're happy."

Her smile grew wider, "I'm always happy."

He laughed and then stood up with her in his arms, "Then I am too."

Phil walked out of the playroom and started to go down the stairs. She groaned, "Is it homework time?"

Phil chuckled, "Yes. Come on, we can get it done real fast and then watch some Spongebob."

He set her down on a chair at the dining room table and then sat next to her, "How long 'til mommy comes home?"

He checked the clock, "They should be here any minute. Now, no more stalling. What do you have to do today?"

She pulled her backpack towards her and took out her reading workbook, "Just some reading."

She flipped through the pages and found where she left off and worked with Phil for a couple of minutes before she heard the door open up.

She smiled when she saw Nattie and Trip make their way over to her with May following behind them, talking on her cell phone.

Trip immediately went to the refrigerator and studied its contents while Nattie stood beside her and peered at her homework, "How was your day маленькая звезда?"

She smiled brightly at her sister, "It was good. We had ice cream!"

Trip stopped looking through the fridge to peer at her while Natasha raised an eyebrow.

Trip said, "Without us!?" at the same time Nattie said, "Did you now?"

Phil cleared his throat and Skye caught onto her mistake and started backpedalling, "No we didn't!"

Her sibling's didn't look convinced so she grabbed onto her sisters hand, smiled real big, and tried to distract them, "Want to know my Word of the Week? It's 'hugging' and I can spell it! H-U-G-G-I-N-G! It's kind of hard to spell but I can do it!"

Trip gave her a thumbs up before poking his head back into the refrigerator. Nattie's eyebrow was still raised but she sat down next to her and gave her a smile, "That's very impressive Skye but what was that about ice cream?"

She looked towards Phil and gave him a guilty look. "Oops."


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