SO not mine HA if only i did own them daydreams But no, these prettys are not mine, i only dip my hand in their sandbox.
"BRIDGE!" Came a rather, deep and annoyed voice, obviusly coming closer to the person in which the shout belonged. What with the rather tussled brown hair ducking down behind one of the many obstecles in the room he had decided ot hide in. "Bridge!? I know your in here, and if so i swear by SPD i will make you clean our room with a toothpick!" One Sky Tate shouted out amognst all the clitter Bridge had dumped in this one room. Why? He never did find out, he never wanted to, to him it was just something annoying. He sighed when he got no answer so decided he would be quiet and hoped his roommate didn't use his powers to see where he was. Although after about five minutes search Sky still had nothing, and getting nothing while searching wasn't something Sky liked or was used to, so using his last resort Sky took the small bag he had been holding and opened it. Trying not to heave at the smell of tonnes of melted butter on one peice of toast he put it down and waited. Jumping up when the brown haired boy made to grab it. "Gotcha!"
Bridge was pouting, not just pouting, but Bridge pouting. The pout that would make any of the girl rangers scream in cuteness and ruffle his hair, but Sky wasn't one of them, he was the blue ranger, he had a responsobility to ensure that none of the other rangers crossed that thin line between breaking the rules and obeying the rules. So, with his hinds behind his back and a stern look on his face Sky stared at his best friend and long time roommate. Bridge only looked up at him occasionaly, hoping that the rather large pout would save him from being hung drawn and qaurtered. "I didn't mean to." He said in a rather small voice, looking down at his gloved hands. "I just thought if you weren't reading it then we could play some light ball, we havent done it in ages i mean, remember last time, you hit me in the head! that actually hurt but then you apologised and i said it was ..." Bridge stopped suddenly when he saw his friends hand in the air, making the signal he knew all too well. Hanging his head again he sighed and reached under his own bed, bringing out Sky's SPD handbook and offering it to hm. "Sorry." He murmured. Hoping Sky would still play some light ball with him.
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