When they got home the first thing they did was cook dinner together, Jemma cooked spaghetti bolognese while Skye and Edith baked cookies for them to snack on while they were watching a movie before bed as was their Friday night tradition. While they ate Edith filled Skye in on everything she had missed when she was stuck in the office, including her Uncle Fitz letting her try out one of his new prototypes which caused her Mummy to swear rather loudly when she caught them. After dinner Edith shuffled off to play while her parents washed the dishes and tidied the kitchen. The subject of the school incident came up as they washed the dishes together.

"I don't think she seems to upset by it," Jemma said, taking a quick peek over her shoulder to make sure the child was out of earshot. She was so relived that Edith hadn't been phased by it.

"No, she doesn't. She's taken it all in her stride, as usual. I swear nothing phases that girl." Skye agreed, handing a soapy dish to Jemma.

"Sounds like someone else I know," Jemma smirked. Skye smiled, she liked seeing traits of herself in the little girl.

"I just can't believe kids that age are so...judgemental. Not to mention mean," Skye shook her head.

"Kids can be cruel."

"I know that, but she's still so young. I didn't think she'd come up against this kind of thing so soon," Skye sighed. She wished she could keep Edith safe from anyone or anything in the world that might hurt her in any way.

"So you intended her verbal comebacks to be aimed at an older audience," Jemma smirked.

"Obviously," Skye rolled her eyes dramatically.

"You shouldn't have taught her to say things like that," she sighed.

"Look Jem, I wasn't teaching her to be cruel. It's just kids can be so horrible and if they think that you're an easy target then they will go for you. I just wanted her to be able to show them that she wasn't an easy mark; that she could give as good as she got," Skye explained. A flash of pain lit Jemma's eyes for a second as she realised her wife was speaking from her experiences in foster homes. She tried very hard not to think of little Skye being picked on by the other kids in the orphanage. It broke her heart to think of her there, so small and so alone but she was sure little Skye didn't take any crap from anyone.

"I know," she said softly, wrapping her arms around Skye's waist. "And I'm glad you taught her to be as strong and brave as her Mama. It's just a bit, shocking to hear something like that coming out of my sweet daughter's mouth. Not to mention the fact that she floored two of them."

"I'm not taking the blame for that," Skye held her hands up quickly. The sharp tongue and cutting comebacks she would take the heat for but not the physical violence.

"So you're telling me when you were having this talk about bullies and how to deal with them you didn't slip in a little self defence lesson?" Jemma pursed her lips and arched her eyebrow at her wife suspiciously.

"No!" she gasped. "She's 6, I didn't think she'd need to know that kind of stuff...yet."

"Well if she didn't learn it from you, where did she get it from?"

"Oh come on Jem, you don't honestly believe flying lessons are the only thing Ama May has been teaching her," Skye chuckled. "Personally I'm glad Edie's in training to become a mini ninja!"

"Skye!" Jemma admonished. "We cannot condone our daughter beating up other children at school, not matter how mean and rude those children might be."

"I'm not saying we should," Skye shook her head and rolled her eyes slightly. A small smirk pulled at the corners of her lips; she couldn't help finding concerned-and-a-little-bit-annoyed-Mom Jemma rather hot. "But I do like knowing that she can defend herself if she needs to."

Jemma's face softened. Skye had a point, even if she didn't want to admit it out loud, she supposed it was a good thing Edith knew what to do if she was ever attacked (though God forbid such a thing ever happen).

"But don't worry, I'll talk to her about what happened today," Skye assured her wife, placing a slightly damp hand on each of Jemma's cheeks and kissing her softly on the lips.

"Are you sure? Maybe I should-"

"It was my talk that got us into this situation, I'll take care of it," she insisted, drying her hands on her jeans and heading off to find their daughter.

Edith was nestled in the window seat in the living room, a herd of stuffed animals surrounding her while she told them a story. Skye couldn't help but smile at just how cute it was as the little girl struggled to pronounce some of the bigger words.

"Shy-mer-ing," she attempted to sound it out.

"Shimmering," Skye corrected her as she approached.

"Shimmering," she repeated, then mouthed it silently a few times to commit it to memory, yet another trait picked up from Jemma.

"How are you doing kiddo? Mind if I join you?" Skye asked, leaning on the wall beside the window. Edith nodded enthusiastically and started moving some of her toys to make room for her Mama. Skye settled into the window seat and wrapped her arm around the little girl, leaning down to kiss her soft, brown hair. "So you know we have to have a talk about what happened at school today, right?" she began.

"Yeah," Edith sighed heavily and far too dejectedly for a 6 year old.

"Why don't you tell me what happened?"

"You already know, Principle Garcia told you!"

"Yes but I want to hear it from you," she prompted.

"I was playing with Sasha and Toby and some of the older kids were pointing at me and laughing. They came over and started saying things about you and Mummy that were really mean, like that you're bad parents and bad people. I did just what you told me. I told them they were being rude and they should go away and leave me alone. But they didn't! Then one of them said I shouldn't have even been borned because 2 moms can't make a baby and that's when I said the thing you told me to say to mean kids. I know you said to try not to get into a fight with them but I was so angry when they kept being rude about you and Mummy!" she took a deep breath and released it slowly because she knew she was getting flustered. (That mannerism had Skye written all over it)

"Then what happened?"

"Then one of the older boys got really upset by what I said and he pushed me so I hit him in the chest and he fell down. One of his friends tried to push me after he fell but I grabbed his arms and pushed him down instead. I was just standing up for myself! That was when Miss Tina and Miss Barbara came over and took us all to Principle Garcia's office," she finished. Skye was biting the inside of her lip again to stop the look of pride that was threatening to take over her face. She really wished she had been there to see her little ninja in action, not to mention give those jerk kids a telling off. She idly wondered if the school had security camera that might have picked it up. She would definitely have to look into that tomorrow.

"What did Principle Garcia say to you?" Skye asked, wanting to get all the facts.

"She said she knew the older kids were being mean and that they would be punished for that but that I shouldn't have pushed them either. She told me that if it happens again I should just walk away from the bullies straight over to Miss Tina or Miss Barbara and tell them what happened."

"That's good advice," Skye nodded. "Sweetie, you know that what happened today wasn't your fault. There are some really mean people in the world and they might say some nasty things to you sometimes but that doesn't make it your fault. It's their problem not yours. Principle Garcia just called us in because she wanted us to talk to you because she doesn't want to see you getting into trouble. You're like the smartest kid in that school, they need you to show everyone else how it's done!" she joked and it worked as Edith gave a small giggle.

"I'm really glad that you stood up for yourself and did exactly what I told you, but how about next time we try it Principle Garcia's way?" she suggested.

"Ok," she nodded.

"Want to come pick a movie?" Skye said excitedly, wanting to get away from the upsetting subject. Edith cheered and they ran off to search the movie selection.

Jemma leaned against the living room door frame and smiled. She had watched and overheard most of the interaction between Skye and Edith and she couldn't help but find it sweet. They're daughter was so much more mature than her 6 years and that made her proud. She had actually gotten into trouble defending her mothers' honour; how could she be mad about that? Skye had handled the situation perfectly, letting Edith put her point across, never pushing or scolding, just listening. When it came to parenting Skye was a natural. Watching these little interactions always made her heart swell with the realisation that she was the luckiest person in the world to have such a wonderful family.

"Mummy!"

"Jem!"

Right on cue her girls called to her from the bedroom upstairs. She took their yelling to mean that they had picked a film and were ready for her to join them. She picked up the plate of cookies from the kitchen counter and carried them upstairs because Heaven forbid her girls ever had to watch a movie without their precious junk food.

Later that night, when Edith was tucked up in bed after falling asleep watching Lilo and Stitch, Jemma and Skye climbed into their own bed and fell into each other's arms.

"What a day?" Skye sighed.

"It certainly was eventful wasn't it?" Jemma chuckled, stroking Skye's arm soothingly.

"Yeah, not to mention the mountain of paperwork I had to do!"

"Oh, give over about the bloody paperwork!" Jemma chided half heartedly and Skye laughed. "Seriously though, you handled that really well tonight."

"Thanks, so does that mean I'm off the hook for my earlier offence?" she asked cheekily.

"I suppose," Jemma rolled her eyes; she could never manage to stay annoyed at Skye for very long.

"Good, now I believe I owe you a payment of my eternal gratitude as referenced in my e-mail earlier," she raised her eyebrows suggestively; her brown eyes danced with a devilish glint as she leaned in and captured Jemma's lips in a passionate kiss.

"If this is the reward, I might start doing all of your paperwork for you," Jemma hummed, her hands coming up to tangle in Skye's hair.