A/N: Hi guys! I'm in a wintery-mood, so here's another snow-based drabble! Harmless fluff, takes place back in season one. Enjoy, and please leave a review! They really motivate me to write! Thanks for all your support on this story!

Drabble 19: Do You Wanna Build a Snowman?

His eyes struggled to open as his alarm went off, and he hit it with a heavy hand. A minute later he mentally gasped as he realized something. He immediately felt more awake, and sat up and rubbed a hand across his eyes, pushing away the last bits of his drowsiness. It was supposed to have snowed the night before, and a fairly large amount from all the attention the news had been receiving over the past twenty-four hours.

He heard movement through his door and smiled when he heard a knock. "Did it happen?" he asked.

"Would I be here if it hadn't?" came the excited reply.

Fitz changed into a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt before opening the door to Simmons. "Have you been outside yet?" he asked.

She shook her head, excitement sparkling in her eyes. "I had to wait for you."

"Great. Let's see it, then." He grabbed an overcoat and walked out of his room, and Simmons closed the door behind them. They walked to Coulson's office first, to tell him what they wanted to do. He was just going in when they reached it.

"You want to step outside, but just to see the snow?" he said after they spoke.

"Yes." They said together.

He smiled and shook his head. "How can I say no to that?"

They thanked him and walked to the loading dock, lowering the ramp. "I heard we got a full foot!" Simmons said.

The ramp reached the ground and the two scientists peered outside. It was a winter wonderland, alright. White filled every niche, and was all they could see whichever way they looked. The Bus had been landed in an abandoned area, so they didn't have to worry about being seen by anyone. Simmons adjusted her coat and then looked at Fitz. He nodded and they started down the ramp, and together stepped into the snow. Immediately they sank past their shoes, and Simmons laughed.

"It's wonderful, Fitz! The first snow of the year!"

"It is pretty good for the first time." He said, looking around. He leaned over and felt the snow, picking up a handful. "And it's packing snow!"

They looked at each other and grinned. They knew they were both thinking the same thing: they would have to build a snowman. Of course, for that they needed reinforcements.

"Shall we fetch Skye?" Simmons asked.

Fitz nodded. "I think we have to."

Simmons thought for a second. "It is early though. Should we wait and let her sleep?"

Fitz's lips turned up at the corner. "Where's the fun in that?"

They walked back onto the Bus and towards the bunks. When they stood outside Skye's Simmons hesitated. "This is something we'll only be able to do once."

"You want to make it more memorable, don't you?" Fitz asked.

She smiled. "It's the first snowfall of the year, Fitz! That's special! And I can't help but remember a certain scene from Frozen right now…"

Fitz chuckled. "You would. By all means do it. I want to see Skye's reaction."

Simmons beamed and knocked five times on the door. "Do you wanna build a snowman?" she sang/spoke through the door. "Come on let's go and play!"

"I never see you anymore." Fitz said. "Come out the door. It's like you've gone away!" He spoke it, but in rhythm. Simmons laughed.

"We used to be best buddies!" she said. "But now we're not."

"This part really doesn't a-pply!" Fitz said loudly.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" Simmons said.

"It doesn't have to be a snowman." Fitz added.

They heard a muffled groan, and then a light noise, most likely a pillow being thrown at the door. They waited a minute, and then smiled as Skye obliged. "Go away Fitz-Simmons."

Simmons laughed, and Skye opened her door, looking a bit disagreeable but with a straight face, blinking tiredly. "You guys suck, you know that?"

"What did we do?" Simmons asked innocently.

"You made me throw my pillow. I wanted to keep sleeping, but once I threw my pillow I had to get up." She smiled wistfully. "You also brought Disney into this. How can I deny you when you use Disney against me?" She looked from Simmons to Fitz, and at their snow-covered shoes. "What did you guys want? It's really early."

"We already told you that." Fitz said.

"We want to build a snowman!"

Skye raised an eyebrow. "You guys were serious about that?" she looked at them for a minute and then sighed. "Okay then. Give me a minute." She closed her door and they heard her moving, and a few minutes later she came out fully dressed, just zipping up her jacket. She had a hat on her head, and looked much more awake.

Fitz-Simmons started walking towards the loading dock, but Skye stayed where she was, so Simmons stopped and looked back at her. "Something wrong?" she asked.

Skye gave her a smile that meant trouble. "If I'm doing this, I need to make sure my SO does too."

That was how they ended up all together fifteen minutes later, Fitz and Simmons directing Skye in the snow, Ward standing on the ramp, supervising and calling out suggestions here and there. Fitz and Simmons started telling Skye how to make the perfect snowman using precise movements in the snow, and after they took her job from her she flung herself down to the ground, making a snow angel.

Fitz-Simmons constructed perfect snowman pieces, but before they put them together they stopped to study their work.

"If we're careful, it should stay rounded." Fitz said.

"We'll just have to grip it gently. Too much pressure will make a dent, and then we'd have to start over."

"Just move it!" Skye called from where she lay in the snow. Her snow angel had been complete for a few minutes, but she lay there anyway, listening and watching.

They nodded and picked up the pieces, making the snowman complete.

"It needs something." Ward called to them. He walked off the ramp and towards them, pulling something out of his pocket. He placed the blue scarf around the snowman's neck, and then looked to the scientists. "Now it's a snowman."

Skye picked up her head and grinned. "You made a snowman!"

Ward looked at her and smirked. "I do have a little holiday spirit."

"I'm glad."

They all looked up when they heard Coulson's voice. He stood at the bottom of the ramp, a mug in one hand and a carrot in the other. May stood a little bit behind him, looked at them all, and then smiled and walked out of view. Coulson walked out to the group and handed Ward the carrot. "It's the carrot that makes the snowman. Everyone knows that."

Ward inserted it where the nose should go. Coulson walked over to Skye and gave her a hand to stand up. Then he handed her the mug he held. "Figured you could use some coffee." He said.

Skye sipped it and sighed. "I really could. Thanks."

She and Coulson walked back over to the snowman and Fitz-Simmons and Ward.

"It feels like it needs something else, doesn't it?" Simmons asked.

Everyone studied their snowman and nodded.

"But what is it?"

Ward looked at them. "We could let him hold an ICER."

"We are not making a violent snowman!" Simmons cried.

"He could just be a ninja." Skye said.

Ward nodded at her approvingly. Coulson fought back a laugh.

Then Simmons gasped as she got an idea and bent down into the snow, picking up a handful of the firm white powder. She compacted it into a ball and stood up, and then threw it at Fitz. No one made a sound as it crumbled and fell from his chest, until Fitz crouched and made a snowball of his own.

"Fight!" Skye yelled, running over to Simmons and scooping up some snow. Ward ran over to join Fitz, and Coulson went beside him.

"That's three against two!" Simmons said.

"I'm a guy first." Coulson said. "I have to help the men on my team."

They fought for a few minutes, and then ran back inside to make coffee and cocoa. Their snowman stayed where it was, and after their breakfast Simmons and Fitz went to give it one more look, because they were leaving the area.

"It's a pretty good snowman." Simmons said.

Fitz smiled. "The snowball fight was what it needed. Every snowman has to witness a snowball fight."

Simmons laughed, and cast one more smiling look at their snowman before they raised the ramp.

No one but Fitz-Simmons would admit it after, but everyone enjoyed creating their little snowman. And no one but Fitz-Simmons knew that it was only the first of many.