A shower cut short

Daisy closed her eyes as she let the warm water flow down her body.

That last training session had been particularly tough. At first, having the advantage of invisibility had allowed her to easily overcome May. But Daisy had always been a predictable fighter, and May was soon able to work out Daisy's attacks and anticipate which direction she would be coming from.

Not having any clothing or boots protecting her body hadn't helped, and the first time May had pinned her to the floor, it was odd to see her tutor seemingly floating just above the crash mats.

True to her word, May had ensured that Daisy could move around the base undetected. Everyone had been issued with a tracker that would beep whenever she was close by, and apparently, her permanent nudity was a constant source of amusement. The trackers didn't give her exact location, and more than once someone had stepped on her bare feet or bumped into her chest. She had doubts over how "accidental" these incidents were, and she wasn't sure how someone could "accidentally" grope what they thought was thin air, but was in fact her buttocks.

Daisy had to concede that it must be funny to see objects floating across the room, or food vanishing into nothingness. But being the butt of the jokes, and knowing that the humor was intensified by the fact that she was stark naked, meant that Daisy wasn't amused.

"You know, it really is something, watching an invisible person have a shower."

Daisy screamed and spun around, unnecessarily slapping her arms across her torso.

"Simmons! Get out!" she shrieked. "Never heard of privacy?!"

"Relax, Daisy," the scientist shrugged. "It's not like I can see you."

"Yes, but...that's not the point!"

Switching off the shower, Daisy grabbed a towel and stepped out onto the cool floor.

"So...what do you want?" she asked, wrapping the cotton around herself and absentmindedly rubbing her arms. "Jemma!"

Simmons jumped, shaken out of her trance by Daisy's call.

"Sorry! It's just...do you know how weird it is to see a towel and water droplets just floating?"

"Yeah, I can imagine..." Daisy cringed, her toes curling up as a shiver worked its way through her body. "So why are you here?"

"We may have found a way to reverse your invisibility."

"Really?!" Daisy's eyes lit up, her heart hammering in her chest. Could this nightmare finally be coming to an end?

Safe in the knowledge that Jemma couldn't see her, Daisy pulled off her towel and began to dry herself. May had made it clear that Daisy was not allowed to wear a towel around the base. The first time she had tried, May had ripped it off angrily, explaining that the point of being naked was for Daisy to get used to being invisible.

"Oh, there they are!" Jemma chuckled.

"What?" Daisy asked, pausing.

"Your boobs," Jemma pointed.

"But...I thought I was invisible?!" Daisy wailed, spinning around and giving Jemma a perfect view of her arse.

"You are but...whenever you're wet, the water tends to stick to your body."

"Oh, great..."

"Don't worry! I can only see the outline! Just the cleavage and the curves, really..." Simmons blabbed on, as though that was supposed to make Daisy feel better.

The scientist watched as her friend dried herself, slowly disappearing once more.

"There, much better!" Simmons smiled. "Now I can't see your boobs at all!"

"Yes, OK!" Daisy squirmed, arms cradling the part of her anatomy Jemma had such an interest in. "Now can you make me visible again?"

Still giggling at her friend's embarrassment, Simmons led the way back through the base, amused by the faint slapping noises of Daisy's bare feet on the floor.