New Fic: Peace on Earth - Briefly
Peace on Earth - Briefly
Fandom: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D
Rated: G
Category: Vignette. Gen. Team.
Season: Any after we know Daisy’s name/flexible.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: He really should have known better than to mention it.
Word Count: 312.
Note: Written for the random word prompt of "Earthquake."
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They were in California this year.
It wasn’t so bad, really.
Sure, the idea of a white Christmas appealed to some bit of nostalgia Phil Coulson held in his heart, and the music and art of the season helped that along, but there was something to be said for sunny skies and warm breezes.
It was a beautiful day, the team was all together, and the bad guys must’ve been all snug in their beds, because there wasn’t a mission for once.
So Phil couldn’t help but smile as he rolled down the street in Lola, top down and sunglasses on.
As he pulled up to the safe house where they were staying, he grinned wider at the haphazard decorations the team had put up. Entering the house, he dropped the packages he had just bought next to the tree and flopped down on the couch for a moment’s rest.
May walked in a second later and joined him on the couch.
“Busy day?” she asked.
Coulson nodded. “Yeah, but in a good way. This is nice.”
“If you like sharing,” groused May. “I had to wait half an hour for a shower this morning.”
Phil chuckled. “It is a bit crowded, I’ll grant you, but everyone here, all together, and the world not ending for once? That’s nice.”
Just then a rumble shook everything in the house, then another, stronger shake knocked a few pictures off the walls. Daisy came running into the room.
“I swear to God, that wasn’t me,” she said.
Sirens sounded outside. Coulson sighed and glanced at May, who rolled her eyes in response.
“You had to say it, didn’t you?”
“Sorry.”
“You’d better be,” said May, standing and offering Coulson a hand up.
An hour later, they were volunteering with relief efforts across the city, where the earthquake had been much stronger.
Christmas would have to wait.
Fandom: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D
Rated: G
Category: Vignette. Gen. Team.
Season: Any after we know Daisy’s name/flexible.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: He really should have known better than to mention it.
Word Count: 312.
Note: Written for the random word prompt of "Earthquake."
xxx
They were in California this year.
It wasn’t so bad, really.
Sure, the idea of a white Christmas appealed to some bit of nostalgia Phil Coulson held in his heart, and the music and art of the season helped that along, but there was something to be said for sunny skies and warm breezes.
It was a beautiful day, the team was all together, and the bad guys must’ve been all snug in their beds, because there wasn’t a mission for once.
So Phil couldn’t help but smile as he rolled down the street in Lola, top down and sunglasses on.
As he pulled up to the safe house where they were staying, he grinned wider at the haphazard decorations the team had put up. Entering the house, he dropped the packages he had just bought next to the tree and flopped down on the couch for a moment’s rest.
May walked in a second later and joined him on the couch.
“Busy day?” she asked.
Coulson nodded. “Yeah, but in a good way. This is nice.”
“If you like sharing,” groused May. “I had to wait half an hour for a shower this morning.”
Phil chuckled. “It is a bit crowded, I’ll grant you, but everyone here, all together, and the world not ending for once? That’s nice.”
Just then a rumble shook everything in the house, then another, stronger shake knocked a few pictures off the walls. Daisy came running into the room.
“I swear to God, that wasn’t me,” she said.
Sirens sounded outside. Coulson sighed and glanced at May, who rolled her eyes in response.
“You had to say it, didn’t you?”
“Sorry.”
“You’d better be,” said May, standing and offering Coulson a hand up.
An hour later, they were volunteering with relief efforts across the city, where the earthquake had been much stronger.
Christmas would have to wait.