Arms crossed, slight frown, tensed stance, what else would one expect, the warrior was never one for bright grins, or relaxation, Beck knew that better than anyone, which is why he was here.

The snow smushed under his feet as he strode forward, the sky was black mixed with blue but overruled by the smoky orange of Argon. How he missed the bright blue that would light sky, unchallenged by another.

Brushing a snowflake out of his eyes, Beck continued up the slope to the cliff edge where Tron was currently residing. Why out of all places did Tron like it out here, it was cold. Shrugging his shoulders as if it would fight the frost seeping the heat from his body, the young program switched one of the glasses to his other hand.

Rolling his feet slightly before they touched the ground, as not to alert Tron to his presence he strode up the not so steep cliff side.

Reaching Tron's side -surprisingly unnoticed- he tapped the older programs elbow, rewarded with a disc to his neck he gulped, raising his hands in a hopefully surrendering gesture in an attempt to appease his mentor.

"Beck?" Tron's face would have been comical if it wasn't for the melancholy air that surrounded the two.

Okay yeah, he did ask him for time off to go drinking, but really, was it really necessary to pull a disc on him. Sheesh. "Uh, you mind moving your disc?" Eyeing said disc warily before relaxing completely when Tron placed it on his dock.

"It's your own fault for sneaking up on me."

Cheekily Beck replied, "Yeah, but that means I'm getting better right?"

Tron leveled him with a deadpan look, "What are you doing here Beck?"

"You seem surprised that I'm here." For all that Tron was, he was still oblivious to some things.

"You said you were going drinking with a friend."

Chuckling softly Beck waved the glass of energy in front of Tron, "I am."

Tron stared at him for a long moment, wondering if he made the wrong choice Beck started to apologize, "Sorry, I can leave if yo-"

"Thank you." Tron interrupted as his fingers curled around the glass, swirling the liquid inside before taking a sip.

Resting a hand on his mentor's shoulder, giving it a light squeeze, "You're welcome."

Feeling Tron Relax under his hand Beck smiled softly,

Mission completed.

Authors note:

Hey guy's, alright one Tron drabble completed! This was based off a picture on tumblr! If you enjoyed please review!