Fitzsimmons Elementary School Teachers AU, the continuing saga. Just for some background, both ruthedotcom and I are ridiculous and I asked her to draw the picture, no questions asked, so surprise! Read on to find out the context :)
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“Hello, sir,” Jemma said, walking into the house. “Where’s Mary Sue? I can’t wait to spend time with my favorite little rascal. You know,” she continued, her voice softer, “the last time I was over she taught me how to dismantle the school’s internet security settings. For fun. I wasn’t sure whether to be worried or impressed.”
Which was when the little girl came barreling into the room, running straight for her father’s arms. Without missing a beat, he caught her and spun in a circle. When he put her back down, the little girl looked very seriously at Simmons and said, “Jemma.”
“Mary Sue,” Jemma responded, her voice just as serious.
“It’s Skye now,” she corrected. “Daddy’s putting through the adoption papers and he said I get to have a new name. Because now I’m a Coulson. So I said I don’t like Mary Sue, that’s what they called me at the orphanage. And daddy calls me his sky and his stars. So I told him I want to be Skye now.”
“That’s a beautiful name,” Jemma smiled. She glanced over at her boss, trying to gage his feelings on the matter. But he was far too busy staring at his daughter with a look of absolute adoration.
“Miss Simmons, you know where everything is. I won’t really have access to my phone tonight, but I’m sure there won’t be any troubles. And Skye,” he turned to face his daughter, “be good for your babysitters. I’ll be back past your bedtime, so sweet dreams and I love you most.”
The door had already closed when Jemma managed to ask, “Babysitters?”