Hey all! Happy New Year! WHooooo 2015! Let's make it spectacular! :)

Also, I have decided to write a oneshot for someone! I think I will randomly select one of the followers of this story once I reach 100 followers! It will be a oneshot of the winner's choice, within SHEILD of course!

I do not own Agents of SHEILD


"Frozen?"

Skye held up the DVD up, puppy dog eyes huge and pleading.

Coulson was sure he was going to go crazy if he heard "Do You Want to Build A Snowman" one more time.

May had disappeared after the first five minutes of the movie the first time they watched it. Ever since, she had been suddenly very busy whenever Skye pulled out the movie. Which was at least three times a day.

Someday Coulson was going to force her to watch the entire animated movie. He would probably be murdered in his sleep soon after, but it would be worth it.

"How about we…" Coulson jumped to distract Skye from the movie when his phone buzzed. He pulled it out, suddenly aware of the way Skye's eyes lit up with interest.

"Do you want to see it?" He offered it to her on a whim, quickly closing everything that was confidential first.

Skye took the phone, turned it over in her hands several times, examining the screen with fascination.

Then her small fingers started to dance across the screen.

Ten minutes later, there were seven Frozen games, three puzzle games, and a zombie apocalypse game installed on his phone, as well as an app that told you where the nearest McDonalds was. Skye had somehow found the portal to the confidential files he had loaded when Coulson finally took the phone back.

Skye's eyes were glowing with happiness and she suddenly turned to Phil's laptop, gazing at it with great interest.

"On second thought, let's watch Frozen." Coulson pulled her onto his lap, and subtly hid all his technology while she was captured by the movie.

That evening they found Skye on May's laptop.

The laptop had been locked.

"How the hell did she do that?" May stared at the five year old doing a floor puzzle after they had taken the laptop back and hidden it.

"I have no idea." They both looked back at the little girl.

"I guess she really is a child of her generation," Coulson said finally.
"I guess so."


The next day when Phil got up, his fuzzy slippers were not beside his bed.

"What the…" He got out of bed and began crawling around on the ground looking for them.

He loved those fuzzy slippers and always kept them beside his bed when he went to sleep. Where could they have gone?

Suddenly he saw a pair of chocolate brown eyes watching him crawl around on the ground in his pajamas.

A tiny hand waved a slipper at him.
"Skye?"

There was a look in Skye's face that Coulson could not immediately identify.

And then he realized what it was; mischief.

A smile spread across his face.

Skye had pranked him!

He had never been so happy to be pranked in his entire life.

Skye held up the other slipper, which was in her other hand, mischievous look still on her face, now accompanied by a full out smile.

"Skye, did you take my slippers?"

Skye hid the slippers behind her back and shook her head, still beaming.

"Hmm, I have a feeling they might be…" Coulson took a careful step towards the tiny girl. "….behind your back!" Phil pounced, wrapping Skye in a bear hug.

May appeared just in time to take in the scene.

A sound neither agent had heard tumbled from Skye's lips.

It was the sound of a beautiful melodic laugh.


"Skye, where are you?" May walked into the kitchen and froze.

Skye was perched on the kitchen counter.

In her small hands was a gun.

"Skye, no!" May leapt forward, yanking the gun from Skye's grasp. "Do not touch this!" she shouted, adrenaline coursing through her veins. "You do not play with this!"

At this point, Skye was sobbing, tears streaming down her face. May tucked the gun away, surprised to find that she herself was shaking slightly.

Nothing shook her.

But finding Skye holding the weapon, seeing the large black ugly weapon in those tiny innocent hands…suddenly seeing images of all the people she had witnessed with bullet holes in them, dead… imagining Skye in their place… No she wouldn't even go there. She couldn't

"Guns are dangerous," May said harshly. "Do you understand?!"

Skye nodded vigorously, sobbing.

May took a step forward to lift Skye down from the counter.

She froze when Skye whimpered and winced at her movement, little hands covering her face protectively.

She had scared Skye.

Skye thought she was going to hurt her.

"Skye, I'm not going to hurt you," May whispered, horrified as she suddenly realized what she had just done.

She had just yelled at Skye. She had lost it, so scared by walking into the kitchen and seeing Skye with that gun… Yet her fear had come out as anger and attacked the five year old who sat sobbing in front of her.

She had to fix this.

"Skye, please look at me," May's voice was impossibly tender. Skye slowly met May's gaze, tears still streaming from her face.

Something in May's heart broke. The little girl had cried far too much in her short little life. The world had been unbelievably cruel to her. And now May had caused the tears, inflicted pain, albeit unintentionally, on a little girl who had already endured far too much.

"I'm sorry I yelled," May slowly reached out and touched Skye's hair, relieved when the girl didn't pull away. "I got scared because guns are very dangerous and I didn't want you to get hurt. I'm sorry I lost my temper and scared you like that. I would never hurt you." She gently stroked Skye's soft hair. "I'm sorry."

Skye relaxed, the tears slowing and then stopping.

"I..I'm sorry I touched the gun," Skye hiccupped. "I won't ever again, I promise."

"Alright," May said. Hesitantly she reached forward to pick up Skye from the counter and was surprised when Skye launched herself into her arms and snuggled close.

"May?"

"Yes?"

"Can you stay and watch Frozen with me now?" Skye asked.

May didn't even hesitate.

"Of course."

She looked up just in time to see Coulson slip away from the door. She was fairly sure he had seen the whole exchange.

She was unexplainably glad that he had allowed her and Skye to work things out without jumping in, giving her the chance to make things right. But she didn't know how she felt about him witnessing the exchange.

But when she passed him in the hall on the way to go watch Frozen, he just smiled and nodded slightly.


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