May walked through the bus. They were about to take off and she was the only one in the plane. Coulson and the others had decided to stretch their legs outside for a moment, which is the only reason why she landed the plane was because they were constantly begging for her to land it. May walked slowly up the spiral stairs and through the main area. She didn't really feel like staying outside anymore, especially after last night. She passed the couch and was walking towards the bunks. She was aiming to go for her own but stopped short when she realized that Fitz was asleep in his room. His door was wide open, and he was snoring. His face was leaned to the side and his hand dropped down to the side of his bed. Which gave May an idea. A prank at that, she hadn't pranked people in a while, and usually only did it to Coulson. But the way Fitz's hand was laid and the fact that he was asleep, gave her a perfect idea, besides, she needed the distraction. She looked around for a moment to make sure no one had decided to come in after stretching before walking down the bus and towards the small kitchen. She slid passed the island and opened the fridge. She looked at the door that held many sauces, and cans until her eyes finally fell onto a small canister of whip cream. May grinned slightly at the sight of it. She grabbed it from the fridge and closed the door a bit hard. It echoed through the plane which made May flinch, she really hoped it didn't wake Fitz up. She walked quickly and quietly back towards his bunk. She poked her head in and found that he had already changed positions form where he was last. His hand still drooped down off the bed his hand exposed and his palm open wide.
Good, he moves while he sleeps. She smirked. May slipped out of his room and automatically went into her own. She sat down on her bed for a moment as she rested the can on her bed. She grabbed a pillow, which had white feathers sticking out through the holes of the fabric. Her mother had given her this pillow, but she didn't like it that much because of how big the feathers were and how much they hurt when they poked her. She looked for a feather that was sticking out until she found an abnormally large quill of a feather. It was thick and looked big, so May easily slid the feather out. She was right, it was a big feather, at least the size of a Hawk or Eagle feather. It was perfect. She grabbed the canister with her free hand and walked swiftly out of her room. May went down three bunks until finally stopping at the one that housed Fitz. She bent down to get level with the bed. He let out a loud snore and mumbled a bit. Which made May grin with amusement. She quickly popped off the lid of the whip cream can and applied pressure to the tip of it. It automatically hissed as a white cloud like substance filled Fitz's palm. May smirked and kept his hand still so that May could place the feather next to him. His head was turned away from the feather but May knew that if she placed it just right that the next time he turned it would tickle his nose in the right spot. May looked at the nightstand Fitz had designed on the other side of his bunk. His phone stood there with a clock on it, counting down the minutes until it rung. She grabbed it and sat it on the nightstand that was closer to her. That way, if her plan of him moving fails, he'll have to turn his head to get to his alarm clock. May examined her work for a moment, just to make sure everything was set up perfectly, and it was. She sat there, grinning as she admired her work. Until she heard the banging of footsteps coming up the stairs. May turned her head to the noise. She knew it had to be her team so she quickly walked out of his room and slid the door closed behind her. She sprinted down the bus and into the cockpit so that no one saw her. She had a sly grin on her face as she slid down into her seat and pressed a button. The engines roared as they fired up, ready to take off. She usually did this to warn anyone who was still outside that she was ready to leave and to get their asses on the plane. She also waited about five minutes to close the ramp and take off, so she sat there for a moment, imagining what would happen when Fitz woke up.
Coulson sat there staring at the word Jemma had just made. Aglet?
"Ta daaa.." Simmons celebrated quietly. She raised her hands close to her head and admired her work before setting them down back onto the armrest of the chair.
"That isn't a word in our language?" Ward told Jemma in a confused way. Jemma scoffed.
"I've never heard of it." Coulson added as he popped another mini pretzel into his mouth. Skye instantly slid an iPad off from the table and turned it on.
"I'm checking.." she grumbled.
"Our language?" Jemma emphasized, as she looked at Ward.
"You mean the English language first spoken in England?" She told him. Coulson leaned his elbow on the top of the couch.
"Aglet.. A plastic or metal tube covering the end of a shoelace" Coulson looked at her and grumbled. Ward just groaned and Jemma laughed triumphantly.
"She used her britishness against us.." Ward reasoned. Jemma just threw her hands up.
"Hey.. it's a word.." she told them innocently. Suddenly, Coulson noticed movement from the corner of his eye. He looked up and Fitz stood there. One hand was behind his back and the other held up next to his head. A white substance was on it, it looked like whipped cream. It matched the same substance that decorated his face. Jemma let out an evil laugh, while Ward quietly laughed. Coulson held in his own laugh and stared at him. One eye was closed so that none of the cream would get in his eye. Skye had begun cackling. Fitz just looked around with a serious glare. He lowered his hand down. Coulson easily knew someone had pranked him.
"It's not funny." The Scotsman told them seriously.
"I was sleeping, peacefully." He muttered. Skye let out a pfffft.. before laughing harder. She covered her mouth. Fitz stared at Jemma and so did everyone else.
"Very clever Simmons.." Fitz complimented. Jemma threw her hands up.
"I didn't— I didn't do it." She told him honestly. Though she stuttered a bit which made Coulson think she was lying. Fitz nodded in understanding and turned to Ward.
"Well Ward.. I don't appreciate"- he was cut short but he raised his hand back up to his head. Ward shot his own hands up.
"Don't look at me!" He told him. Fitz paused for a moment, before looking at Coulson. He lowered his hand and pointed at him. Coulson gave him an innocent 'I don't know' look. He knew for a fact that he didn't do it. So it must've been Skye.. but wait.. they were all with Coulson this whole plane ride. Then it finally clicked. It was May. He chuckled a bit at his own realization.
"Okay well Skye.." He was interrupted again. Skye threw her hands up.
"Nooo.." she told him, which confirmed Coulson's theory. Fitz was obviously getting irritated.
"Well who, then?!?" Fitz yelled. He looked at all of them and they all just laughed. Coulson had begun to laugh a bit harder, given the fact he knew May had done it.
"Look, the bunks should be off limits.. okay?!" He exclaimed helplessly. He looked stressed now as if he was trying to find out who did it. Which just made everyone else laugh harder.
"Don't laugh!" Fitz yelled as he stomped his foot to the ground. Coulson chuckled and everyone else just laughed harder. Skye had begun crying she was laughing so hard and Ward tried to cover his mouth to stop himself from laughing. Jemma was leaning back in her chair and slumped down.
"Because I know it was one of you!!" He exclaimed confidently. Coulson smirked, he was the only one who actually knew. Everyone kept laughing so Fitz just stormed off.
"Bloody hell.." he muttered.
"I'll get you all back!!" He threatened. Jemma slowed down her laughing but only by a little so she could call out to Fitz.
"Awww Fitz come back!!" She pleaded through laughs. Skye had lowered her laughing to a chuckle and Ward was just smiling from ear to ear now. Coulson smirked as he stood up. He didn't really feel like playing anymore. They all watched him stand up.
"I think I'm done for the night." He told them.
"Aww, okay AC." Skye said disappointedly.
"Yeah, I have to go make sure Fitz isn't trying to prank me in my bunk." Ward told them as he stood up. He quickly left to find Fitz. Jemma gave Coulson a smile so he returned it with a grin. He slid passed the couch and into the hallway that rested right next to it. He walked down it and instantly opened the door to the cockpit. May sat there, clicking a button overhead. Coulson sat there for a moment watching her, before sliding the door closed behind him and sitting down next to her in the copilot seat. She side eyed him, her facial expression was blank. Coulson turned to her and sighed. He stared at her for a moment before talking.
"You have a young agent to apologize to." He told her. May turned her head to look back at him. A small grin grew on her face which made Coulson smile. He hasn't seen that in a long time. Coulson knew she wasn't gonna apologize. So instead he decided to do the next big thing. He leaned back into his chair and stared out into the sky.
"They're all vulnerable but they're smart, and I know you work alone, but I'm so gonna help you next time." Coulson told her confidently. May scoffed and turned to him as he turned to look at her. She clicked a button below her and thought for a moment. The grin and lowered into a smirk.
"Deal."