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"They're beautifully made, aren't they? Did you do all this?" Simmons asked, holding bashful delicately in her hands. She turned it over a few times, marvelling at the intricate design and the work which must have gone into them which seemed like a foreign language to her. She couldn't even begin to comprehend the blueprints and the tiny pieces that must have been assembled to create such a cute little droid.

"Most of it, yeah. I had a bit of help but, you know," he replied, smiling at Simmons' reaction to the bots. Fitz reached into the briefcase and pulled out a small remote control like object. He passed it to Simmons. "Have a go," he said. Simmons chortled.

"Me? No, no, no... I'll break them!" she laughed. Fitz placed the remote control in her hands.

"I'm serious, have a go," he said. Simmons looked to Fitz apprehensively but Fitz just nodded. She put the droid on the ground whilst Fitz knelt down beside her and began to talk through the controls with her.

"Then all you have to do it press this button here and bashful should just land safely at the nearest flat bit of land. This button here will make him land directly underneath where he's flying and this one here with make him drop out of the sky so don't press that one," he explained.

"Why did you install a button that makes him fall out of the sky?" Simmons asked, staring at the blue button in the top right hand corner.

"For emergencies! For example, if it's flying and then an aeroplane is going to crash into it, it could just drop!" Fitz said. Simmons gave him a look. "Okay, I know it's very unlikely but I designed the robots and I wanted that button so there."

Simmons looked back down at the controls and pressed the small green button and watched as the droid began to move up and into the air.

"Now press the button when you want to stabilise," Fitz said. Simmons pressed the button when bashful was about two metres into the air. "Okay, now move around," Fitz said. Simmons did as she was told and she began to move throughout the room, grinning widely as she watched the droid move over their heads in seemingly endless circles. Fitz talked her through all of the stages of controlling bashful until she finally pressed the button which made him sink slowly back down to the ground.

Simmons noticed how her hands were shaking and sweating that entire time. It was nerve-racking and she was extremely surprised that she didn't accidentally murder bashful. Fitz picked him up off the ground and placed him back in the briefcase among his six other friends.

"FitzSimmons!"

Fitz and Simmons both turned around in unison and saw an agent dressed head to toe in black with her arms crossed over her chest. She had a small smile on her face and a glint in her eyes.

"They're very impressive," she said before turning away and continuing to go about her business.

They both turned to each other.

"Was that...?"

"How did she know our names?"

"She liked my robots?"

"Are we called FitzSimmons by everyone now?"

"Should we have said thank you?"

"I cannot believe that just happened."

Simmons smiled at Fitz,

"That was Melinda May."