Warnings: very mild language

"Okay, Dallas, you hold it like this- there you go," Mack directed, guiding Dallas' hands. It was rare for Mack to have a day off, so he was glad to spend today with his godchild. For the ripe age of 4, he was unnaturally bright and inquisitive, traits he got from both his parents. Elena and Sofia were out grocery shopping and Dallas' parents would be back to pick up their kid in an hour.

"This is so cool!" Dallas exclaimed, his eyes brightening as he felt the weight of the shotgun-axe in his hands.

"Yup, I've had this baby for nearly 15 years and it hasn't failed me once," Mack praised his weapon. "No, no be careful- Dallas!"

Elena's favorite vase fell onto the floor and shattered into a hundred pieces.

"What do you think they're doing?" Daniel asked as they drove to Mack and Elena's house. Daisy, who was in the passenger seat, thought over the question for a second.

"I don't know, probably watching sports or something?" Daisy said, although her stomach was gnawing at her. "You don't think they're doing something unsafe, do you?"

"I don't think so," Daniel replied, as they turned into Mack's neighborhood. "I mean, Mack is the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., after all. I can't think of anyone who's more strict about safety than he is."

"Yeah, you're right. I don't know why I was so worried," Daisy replied, settling back into the comfort of the seat behind her.

Five minutes later, Daisy and Daniel parked in Mack and Elena's driveway. Mack's car was there but Elena's wasn't, so both parents guessed that it was only Mack and Dallas inside right now.

Daniel walked up to the door and knocked, Daisy behind him. "Mack?"

No answer. He knocked louder this time. "Mack? Dal?" This time, the couple heard yelling inside the room. Daniel rattled the doorknob, which stayed locked.

"Move," Daisy commanded urgently. Daniel stepped aside and watched as his wife quaked open the door, practically breaking it off its hinges due to their rising panic levels.

"Did you just-" Mack's voice.

"Sorry, Uncle Mack!" Dallas. Daisy and Daniel ran over to where they heard the noises from.

"What in the-" Both parents gaped as they were beheld by the sight of a sheepish Mack and their son holding his godfather's shotgun-axe, and a broken vase near his feet.

"W-why-"

"ALPHONSO MACKENZIE!" Elena's voice screamed out from behind them. "Why the hell is the front door busted?" Elena saw Daisy and Daniel and walked to the room where everyone was, holding little Sofia. Elena stopped where she was when she saw a shocked Daisy and Daniel, her embarrassed husband, and her favorite vase lying in shards next to her godchild's feet. She opened and closed her mouth, trying to form words despite the anger bubbling inside of her.

The six-year-old holding her hand giggled. "Uh oh, Daddy's in trouble!"

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