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Skye's POV
Jemma, once again, straightened my blouse, and hair, and necklace. "You have to make sure everything is perfect for tonight!" I laughed at the British girl's ramblings, "I believe you are more nervous about this date than I am." The Brit's face flushed red and fixed a lock of hair, "I just don't want anything to go wrong." We both sighed as I leaned down to tie my boot, "so is this what girls normally do? Fix each other's, well, everything?" Jemma shrugged before handing me my satchel and shoving me out the door, "how would either of us know?" "Touché," I smirked then gasped as Jemma locked me out of my room, "JEMMA SIMMONS. LET ME IN MY ROOM!" I could almost see the girl's head shaking no, "this is for your own good," Simmons called from behind the door, "so you don't back down or get cold feet. Now I'm really hoping your date goes well so you don't kill me when you get back." I grinned as I opened my mouth to reply, but Ward came around the corner. He leaned against the wall wearing a leather jacket, t-shirt, and jeans. "Skye," he awkwardly looked at me, "why are you talking to your door. When no response came from behind the door, I improvised, "well, you see, this door is one of my best friends. It pulled me through some hard times." I patted the door, hard, and heard a soft ow from behind, making me smile in satisfaction. Ward had a blank look on his face, not sure how to respond to my "best friend" the door. "That surprisingly isn't the weirdest thing I've heard all day." He held out his arm and I took it as we started walking out The Bus and into the car, getting ready to drive onto the busy streets of Hollywood, California. Why Hollywood, I have no idea, it took a lot of convincing May, but when we told Coulson about all the Captain America collectors items being auctioned, he gave us all a small break in Hollywood, which everyone was okay with, all except Fitz, who gets freaked out by the weirdos on the streets, he vowed he was going to stay in his lab for the whole trip. Ward started the car and we headed out and soon arrived at the destination, The Disney Cafe. "Ward! This is amazing! How did you know I wanted to come here?" He displayed a cheeky grin, "I'm an agent of Shield, I know stuff." I crossed my arms and smirked at him, "really? Really Ward? Honestly this time." He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, "I overheard you and Simmons talking." I laughed at his confession and grabbed his arm pulling him into the cafe.
Ward's POV
"Table for two please." The host smiled one of those Disney smiles and led us to a small booth that showed Hollywood Walk in all of its busy glory. Skye practically bounced in her seat after we ordered, myself a salad and her a French dip sandwich, also two milkshakes. "Very masculine Ward, " Skye looked at me, "isn't the girl supposed to order a salad?" I sighed and rolled my eyes, "got to stay fit. You have no idea what's in the food!" This time, she rolled her eyes at me. I put my hands up in surrender as the milkshakes arrived at our table. Skye's eyes glowed as she eyed the milkshake in front of her. She took out her phone before drinking any though. Skye slid into my side of the booth, "selfie time!" She held her milkshake and took a selfie with me, which totally through me off guard, making me hit the salt shaker, spilling salt everywhere. Skye laughed as she slid back into her side, "guess you aren't so perfect after all." She slurped at her milkshake while smirking, which, honestly, looked adorable. "I guess not," laughing with her. The food came out and we both eagerly ate, since we didn't have any food on the Bus because of FitzSimmons' Doctor Who marathon. This next couple of hours were a wonderful blur; Skye getting a Bolt plushie, walking/jumping on the walk of stars, taking more selfies with the people in costumes, and eventually coming back to the car and driving back to where May had landed the Bus.
We both strolled in and I walked Skye to her door, "I had a lot of fun. Probably more than I have in a while." She smiled and leaned against her door, "me too. We have to do it again." I did my most mischievous face possible, "we'll see." I strolled down the hallway to my room and looked back and saw Skye yelling at her door, she's such a weirdo, but that's why I like her.
Skye's POV
"OPEN UP!" I tried the door again, jiggling the handle to try to open it. Finally, the door squeaked and opened. "You're back!" Jemma was sprawled over my bed with her laptop, watching Netflix, "how was it?" I smiled and couldn't stop smiling, "it was amazing. So amazing." Jemma softly smiled, "so it was perfect?" I nodded eagerly. "My work paid off then!" Rolling my eyes, I grab her laptop, setting it in the hallway. "Hey!" Jemma scrambled off my bed to finish watching her show. "Hay's for horses," I said, closing my door. "Thank you Jemma," I said hopefully in a very genuine voice. The British voice responded, "you're very welcome." Footsteps padded down the hall and I flopped on my bed, perfect hair spreading everywhere. I grabbed my laptop, Bolt, and a Coke that I kept by my bedside and started up Netflix, the perfect ending to a perfect day.
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Little Talks-SkyeWard
Fanfictie"I'm here, if you, want to talk" After the whole staff incident, Ward couldn't get those words out of his head. Neither could Skye. He wanted to talk to her. She wanted to comfort him. And maybe, just maybe, they could have a little talk.
