Fitz and Simmons tiptoed through the Bus silently as they made their way towards the kitchen. As soon as they arrived Simmons quickly popped the lid off of the salt jar and the sugar jar. She looked over at Fitz, still not sure if she wanted to do this, but she continued on with the prank when he gave her a silent nod.

She quickly emptied the sugar into a bag and then poured all of the salt into the sugar jar. Next, she emptied the bag of sugar into the salt jar and she smiled at Fitz. The job was done.

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"Skye is going to kill us," Fitz laughed as he and Simmons met in the hallway on their way to the kitchen for breakfast the morning.

Simmons giggled and fist-bumped him, "hopefully then she'll stop pranking us. If she never started this prank war, then we wouldn't have to retaliate," Simmons said innocently as she shrugged.

Fitz nodded and they reached the entrance to the kitchen. He leaned over to Simmons and whispered in her ear, "here's to hoping that all goes well."

Simmons nodded and they both made their way to the kitchen table, each picking up something to do. Simmons grabbed a newspaper and Fitz grabbed his tablet, happy to be working on a new version of the dwarves.

May soon appeared after them in the kitchen and Simmons smiled at her, "good morning, Agent May."

May nodded her head slightly but didn't change the expression in her face. She immediately walked straight towards the coffee maker and made herself a cup of coffee. She poured the pot of coffee into a mug and then pulled out the sugar jar and dumped two spoonfuls in. She then grabbed the mug and a plate with a muffin on it and moved to sit at the table on the opposite side of Fitz and Simmons. She took a sip from her coffee and her eyes widened for a moment.

When Fitz and Simmons realized what happened they both went red in the face and looked like they feared for their lives. They both locked eyes with May and May sent them each a death glare.

Then May, refusing to show any weakness, picked the mug back up and gulped the coffee down much to FitzSimmons' shock. She then stood up and walked out of the kitchen.

"Fine," she thought, "if they want a prank war, then a prank war they shall get."