Drabble 11: Director for a Day

"We'll be back tomorrow," Coulson said over the phone.

"We'll be here," Skye said.

"Now why am I not reassured?" Coulson muttered. Skye heard May scoff.

"Relax, AC. We can handle the Bus for a day."

"See you in twenty-four hours."

The call disconnected, and Skye smiled to herself. Of course Coulson would be worried about them. He seemed to think of them as children.

Well, if he insisted on treating them that way…

She made it to his office in record time, leaning against the door as she shut it behind her. He wasn't the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., but he was the closest Skye would ever come to meeting him. A desk looked the same no matter who it belonged to anyway.

So after listening at the door for a few seconds, she went and sat behind the desk with a hesitant upturn of her lips. She could feel the authority creeping into her. This was her plane now.

She brought her legs up to the desk (her desk) and crossed her ankles. "Fitz-Simmons," she said to the door. "Go reorganize the stores in the lab. Agent Coulson, get Lola ready for a ride. Ward -."

A knock sounded on the door, and Skye swung her feet to the floor, the smile stripped from her face. She ducked under the desk as the door opened. If Coulson had been lying about being a day away she was screwed…

"Guess there's no one in here."

She perked up as she recognized Fitz's voice.

"I swear I heard Skye."

There was Simmons.

"We were looking for her," Fitz said. "You probably imagined it."

"I suppose you're right."

The door closed. "What are you doing?" Fitz asked. Skye stopped from starting to get up, surprised they were still here.

"This is a rare opportunity, Fitz. Let's take advantage of it."

Skye saw Simmons' feet appear behind the desk. No way, she thought.

"Agent Fitz, what's the meaning of this?"

Skye had to clap her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. Simmons was using her impersonation voice – trying to make it deep and menacing, and failing completely. She hadn't heard it since Simmons had impersonated Ward. She'd forgotten how funny it was.

"Uh, Jemma -."

"That's Agent Simmons, Agent Fitz."

"Oh. Well, what do you mean, Agent Simmons?"

"If you don't know, then I don't know why you even came in here. Report to the lab immediately!"

"Are you serious?"

Simmons sighed and spoke in her regular voice. "You didn't take me seriously."

"Of course I took you seriously," Fitz said immediately. "But we go to the lab together."

Simmons moved out of view. "Do you want to try being behind the desk?"

"Nah. I wouldn't do nearly as good a job as you."

"Yes you would, you have a very good sense of leadership…"

Their voices tailed off as the door closed. Skye waited about half a minute before peering above the desk. The door was closed, the room empty aside from her. Skye sat back in the chair with a faint laugh.

If Coulson had a video camera, she would have to find that and watch it…

She looked around with wide eyes. Coulson was a sneaky guy. He worked for a secretive government organization. He probably did have a video camera in his office.

"Hey," she said, looking all over and standing. "If you're watching this…"

She ran from the room, letting it slam behind her.

She didn't look back.

A/N: Hey guys! Here's a little something to hopefully make you smile. You've probably noticed it's been a while since I updated. Mainly because I'm slow to come up with funny ideas for this, and I have multiple other stories I'm working on. So updates will be somewhat sporadic. I'll try not to let it go too long between updates. If you have suggestions, it'll keep the time shorter! Just saying... :)