This is my first attempt at writing a ficlet so please be kind.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I don't make money off them, I just love them.
She was trying her best to stay focused during their daily meeting, but her mind kept trying to unmask their speaker; staring at his perfectly sculpted body, each muscle group well toned and defined.
'Snap out of it.'
'I'm trying!' she mentally growled back to her conscious.
'Focus on the topic... what's the topic again?' she asked herself as she looked at the training manual, 'T-Ship Emergency Evacuation Protocol and You" written by Cyborg, the Titan who thrived on anything and everything electronic. She adored her friend but his instruction manuals always read like stereo instructions: 'Insert slot A into flap B...'
Holding back a mental sigh, she turned to page eight with the rest of her team.
"As Cyborg has pointed out, the blue switch charges..."
'Blue switch,' she thought, trying to listen, 'blue switch, blue sky, blue ocean, blue...eyes. Eyes so intensely blue they were practically lethal. Blue to the point of...'
"...question? Donna?"
A discrete kick to the leg of her chair by Garth, seated to her left, snapped her out of her thoughts.
"Oh. I'm sorry. What did you say?" Troia asked, feeling her cheeks burn and for the first time wished she wore a mask also.
Nightwing smiled. "I asked you if you had a question."
Suddenly realizing she must have been staring at her handsome friend for some time, she flashed a confident smile as she felt her face burn hotter. "No, I'm fine. Thank you."
Nightwing waited a second before grinning back, "Very well then, as I was saying, the T-Ship's diagnostics..."
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