Holy moly I finally updated? I finally got inspired by a dream I had about a certain badass a long time ago and researching the Grand Flordian XD

Thin Walls

In retrospect, it is always best to check the rating of the hotel before going to stay at the resort. If you check basically any hotel website the Grand Floridian had a really good rating. Well, in all departments except one.

That's how Joey finds himself face down in bed trying to rest despite the sound of creaking flanking him from both of his neighbors.

"Oh Fitz." A certain Brit cries out, her voice only slightly muffled by the wall. Joey places a pillow over his face to keep himself from screaming and waking everyone else around.

He had stayed up late to read, not really tired from the plane ride. It was hard to be when he had slept the entire ride. So he cracked open an old book he had found on the Playground and began reading. The noises began almost an hour later.

"Fuck Lincoln." The voice of his leader from the other side causes him to groan louder. It was a surprise that they hadn't heard him. Then again they were a little preoccupied…

A shiver runs down his spine at the repulsing thought.

Maybe they're almost done.

It was a wonder how Mack and Elena were managing to sleep through all of this. Elena was tangled in blankets on the opposite side of the bed while Mack snored loudly on the couch.

Joey shuts his eyes as the creaking gets louder.

Maybe in the morning he can ask for Fitz to make sound cancelling ear muffs.

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At Least Out Loud

Melinda smirks slightly as the group walks slightly ahead of her and Phil. They couldn't stop looking at everything around them. Jemma was taking pictures at every opportunity. Fitz was marvelling at the different types of technology. Elena and Joey were talking excitedly in the first language. Daisy and Lincoln walking with their fingers laced together.

"Quite a bunch we have." Phil smiles. Even despite his glasses she can see his eyes crinkling at the corners.

"They're great." She smiles.

"What a cute family!" A woman exclaims stepping in front of the two of them. She is joined by four more who are dressed similar to the first. Oh god, why does she have a bad feeling about this?

"Thank you." Phil smiles.

"Though I don't see a ring." The shortest one remarks pointing at their hands.

"Oh no it's not like that." Melinda blushes.

"Why not? Don't you love him?" The tallest questions.

"Love him? No we're…" Her face flushes trying to explain what they were.

Who you think you're kidding? He's the earth and heaven to ya

Melinda's eyes widen when the first one bursts into song. The others quickly catch on singing along.

You try to keep it hidden but honey we can see right through ya.

"Oh no." Melinda grumbles trying to tug Phil past them but he remains planted to the ground with an amused smile plastered on his face. He grabs her hand forcing her to remain by his side.

Girl, you can't conceal it. We know how you're feeling. Who you thinking of?

"That's not the way it is we-"

You swoon, you sigh. Why deny it, oh, oh.

"If you would please. We aren't in love."

Girl, you can't deny it. Who you are and how you're feeling.

"You don't even know who I am."

Baby we're not buying. Hon we saw you hit the ceiling.

"We're outside you know."

Face it like a grown up, when you gonna own up that you got, got, got it bad.

"I don't!"

Give up, give in, check the grin you're in love.

Her fingers move to her mouth as she looks to Phil. She was in fact smiling. It's not because she's in love. His smile is just… infectious.

We'll do it until you admit it you're in love

"Okay I get you point."

Girl don't be proud, it's okay you're in love.

"We're partners okay?" She frowns. The ladies seem satisfied with the answer moving away to the next pair of partners they may find. She looks over at Phil who's smiling like a goofball. "What?"

"You're blushing." He laughs.

"I'm not… I'm embarrassed." She admits with a forced frown.

"Don't be." He grabs her chin forcing her to look at him. "It's just for fun. Besides, we're partners."

"I suppose you're right. We better catch up with the others." She smiles slightly. He nods placing an arm around her waist. She pretends that the action doesn't make her heart stop beating for a second in her chest. She pretends she doesn't feel safer in his arms.

At least out loud, she won't say she's in love.

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Exhilarating

"Absolutely not!" Fitz exclaims at the sound of the rather large coaster. They had been standing in line for this thing called Rock n' Roller Coaster for an hour now and they were finally nearing the front. He had mustered his fear for that entire time.

"What's wrong Fitz?" Jemma questions placing a hand on his arm.

"I've never been on a coaster okay?" He finally admits. Daisy's jaw drops almost comedically. He would laugh if he weren't so petrified.

"How old are you?" Lincoln questions in disbelief.

"I have never had the chance. I study, I don't… ride." He frowns.

"Not even a single one?" Mack asks. Hell, even May is looking at him in disbelief.

"Do you know how many people die on a roller coaster each year? Or the statistics for how many deaths this park has?"

"Fitz kids are riding this ride." Jemma sighs.

"Children who are obviously uneducated to the risks of metal death traps." He hisses.

"Look, you can ride with me. I'll hold your hand the entire time." Jemma offers lacing her fingers in his. The look that she gives him he can't help but relent.

"Fine. I'll ride it once." He grumbles.

"Good because we're next."

"What?" He exclaims turning around. Sure enough there is a large machine in front of the painted to appear like a very long convertible. "Oh heavens." He mutters moving to climb into the thing. He mutters long statistic equations to distract himself until one of the workers pushes down his shoulder restraints for him.

"You're fine Fitz. Just keep your head back."

"Just keep my head back? What do you mean just keep my head back? Jemma I'm not sure about this I" Suddenly the car launches forwards cutting off his sentence into a rather unmanly scream.

The cars twists and flips as Dream On blasts from the speakers on either side of his head. Bright signs flash before his eyes and he's not sure that he has stopped screaming. He doesn't stop until the car pulls to a halt.

"So?" Jemma asks him as they step out of line.

"Let's do it again." He smiles.

The two of them lead the way back towards the entrance of the line with matching smiles.