Coulson stormed angrily to his office and shut the door behind him. He walked over to his desk and plopped himself down, unbuttoning his suit as he did so. He ran a hand through his hair and then pressed the red button on the intercom, transmitting his voice throughout the plane, "I need the whole team in the lounge area, NOW." He removed his finger from the button and waited a few moments before standing up again and buttoning his suit jacket back up. He walked towards the door and turned the knob, letting him back outside his office. He walked down the stairs of the Bus and down to the lounge where May, FitzSimmons, Skye, and Ward were sitting.

Ward raised an eyebrow, "do we have a new mission, sir?" He asked as he sat on the arm of the couch.

Skye smiled excitedly, "is it an undercover one? If it is, can I please go?!" She clapped her hands twice as she said this, hoping that she could go undercover again like she did in Malta.

Coulson shook his head and rubbed his temples, "no, no we don't have a mission," he said as he sat down on a chair in front of the couch.

"Then why are we here, Phil?" May asked, slightly annoyed from being pulled away from her Tai-chi. She groaned, "you're not going to make us have team bonding again are you?"

Coulson shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, "no. I'm here because one of you broke a very important promise."

Everyone looked around, trying to guess who it was.

"The last piece of chocolate cake," Coulson said very slowly and dramatically, "has been eaten. I thought we all agreed to share it."

May rolled her eyes at Coulson and then pinched the bridge of her nose. She closed her eyes as she did this, but not fast enough to not notice the sheepish grin coming from Skye.

"Oops?"

Sorry it's so short, but I'm making up for it by posting two chapters tonight. 😀