It was about a month after Brynn moved into the base. Brynn crept through the halls. She giggled madly to herself. She was an amazing ninja. She crept slowly to Coulson's office door and peeked in. Seeing that he wasn't there, she quickly ran over to his desk and messed around with his chair and then dashed out, giggling furiously. He had a meeting with May in his office in an hour. Wouldn't this be embarrassing?
She ran down the halls and straight into Mack.
"Whoa, whoa, Brubbles, what are you up to?"
Brubbles was a nickname given to her by Skye, when Brynn left a bunch of bubbles in the bathroom, because Coulson finally bought her a bubble bath bottle. Hunter was secretly jealous that Coulson never bought him a bubble bath.
"I-ah-I was-err….. I need to pee?"
"You're a terrible liar."
"Fine, fine. I'm pranking Coulson."
"Nothing too serious, right?"
"Nope. Just a harmless, but embarrassing prank."
"What'd you do?"
Brynn started giggling again.
Brynn and Mack were crouching down by the dinner table, messing with Coulson's chair, giggling madly. Yes, Alphonso Mackenzie, the great hunky mechanic, was giggling. Bobbi walked into the room, and stared at the two.
"Do I even want to know what is going on?"
They both jumped, and Mack hit his head on the table.
"Good lord, Barbara, how long were you standing there?" hissed Mack, rubbing his head furiously.
"Enough to see you messing with Coulson's chair."
"We were just looking for Brynn's earring." He quickly lied.
"But she's wearing both."
"Oh look, so it is there! Yay, we found it!..." he said weakly.
"Cut the crap, Mack, what's going on?"
"You can't tell anyone!" squeaked Brynn.
A few minutes later, Coulson was standing by the kitchen window, scratching his head. Bobbi Morse was….. Giggling?
Coulson and May walked into the office.
"What do we know so far about Samuel Anderson?" asked May.
"He's a Hydra operative in DC. We need to bring him in. He's been looking for people with powers."
Coulson sat down on his chair, and let out a huge rip. He jumped up quickly, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.
"Phil…" said Melinda cautiously.
"It wasn't me! I swear!"
"I thought I told you to let up on the pinto beans."
"It wasn't me!"
"Really?"
"Yes!"
"So, yes it was you?"
"Yes!- I mean no! No! It wasn't me."
"It's okay Phil. People fart."
"Let's just get back to the case, okay?"
He sat on his desk for the rest of the meeting, shifting uncomfortably, and every now and then the corners of May's mouth would twitch.
Meanwhile, outside of the office, Mack was giggling madly like a little girl.
Bobbi, Brynn and Mack were gathered by the dinner table. Bobbi was bright red in the face from suppressing her laughter as she messed around with the cushion on Coulson's chair. Brynn was perched on the table and Mack was looking around nervously.
"Hurry up, Bob, someone's coming."
"Okay, okay, I'm done. Now it looks less conspicuous than when you two did it."
The three stepped back to observe their handiwork.
"Perfect. Now when we eat dinner," Said Brynn, smirking evilly.
"This is probably the most middle school prank ever."
"But it's hilarious."
They all started giggling and ran out of the kitchen.
The team gathered in the kitchen for dinner. Coulson was cooking today.
"Pasta again?" whined Hunter, "we had it like two days ago."
"But pasta's good," said Coulson, "Especially with Alfredo sauce.
"Alfredo sauce makes people fart," said Brynn slyly.
Coulson jumped and dropped the spaghetti. May quickly took a sip of coffee.
"Good to know, Brubbles, good to know." Said Skye, wondering what was up with Coulson's twitchy attitude.
"Anyways, the pasta's ready," he said quickly, "Help yourselves. I'll be there in a minute."
Everyone sat down at the table, and Coulson was the last to be seated. When he sat down, though, an inappropriate sound resounded through the air. Coulson jumped up, scarlet in the face, while May looked astonished and the rest of the team laughed. Bobbi, Brynn and Mack almost fell out of their chairs.
"Wow AC," said Skye, "Alfredo sauce disagreeing with you already?"
"No! It wasn't me!"
"But Coulson, remember earlier today?"
"We don't need to talk about it May!"
"What happened earlier today?" asked Fitz eagerly, between his laughs.
"Nothing! Nothing happened!" yelled Coulson, picking up his chair cushion and ripping it open. Out fell a bright pink whoopee cushion.
"Okay who did this?" he said, waving the cushion in the air. "Skye?"
"What? No! I swear, it wasn't me."
Coulson's eyes rested on Mack, Bobbi and Brynn, who were laughing in a heap on the ground.
"Guys…. This isn't funny."
"It was Brynn's idea!" said Bobbi quickly, wiping her eyes.
"And you helped her?!"
They climbed back into the chairs.
"Mature guys, very mature." Said Coulson, throwing the whoopee cushion at them.
The whole team was giggling now. Even Coulson.