I hope people enjoyed the first one. This one was a bit hard to do, but I figured it out in the end.
A little Biospecialist in this one
Accusation
"Do you want to tell me something?"
Skye raised an eyebrow as her SO turned around to face her. She'd only come into the kitchen to get some milk. Instead, she found Ward glaring at her with a scowl on his face. "I'm sorry, you'll have to be more-hey cookies!"
She tried to reach around Ward to grab two cookies on the rack behind him. He slapped her hand away, and she recoiled. "What the hell!" Skye exclaimed, rubbing her hand. "Why so moody?"
"I was making cookies, and when they came out, I put them there to cool," Ward stated gruffly. "I went to go and grab a book. When I got back here, I saw that one of the racks was empty. Did you take them?"
"Ohhhh," Skye kept her face straight, which not easy. She realized now what Fitz had been sharing with her. Maybe she could distract him from the missing treats. "Why were you baking cookies in the first place? Were you making them for me?"
Ward's scowl deepened. "They were not for you, and it's none of your business to know who they are for."
"Is it Simmons?" teased Skye with a grin. She knew that the specialist had a big crush on the team's biochemist. If anything,they had to be for her.
"That's classified," Ward snapped, but Skye hadn't missed the split second twitch he'd given. "Now stop distracting me, Skye. Did you take the cookies?"
She sighed. On one hand, confessing that she took them would land her with extra stuff to do in the morning workout. But if she ratted out Fitz, then she didn't know how he'd react toward him. Her SO was intimidating enough on his own, but when he was angry? Fitz would probably be on the receiving end of several cold stares that would make him want to curl up in a ball.
Skye nodded. "Yep, you got me," she said. "I took them. I'm sorry, but they were hot and I was hungry. If it make you feel any better, they were good, Ward. You're a surprisingly good baker, and-"
"Fifty extra push-ups tomorrow."
"Right," Skye muttered as she turned around and left the kitchen. Once she was out of Ward's sight, she ran down the hall and the staircase to the cargo bay. As she entered the lab, Skye saw Fitz working on something on his computer. A plate with about six cookies left on it was on the table beside him. He looked up as she entered. "Did you get the milk?"
"No, Ward was in the kitchen," Skye smirked. "Why didn't you tell me Ward was the one who made those cookies?"
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