Junior Rangers!

Thistle – 13 - Daughter of Specs and Krayonder

Bolt – 14 - Son of Tootsie and Megagirl

P.S. I'm Australian so I will be saying Mum rather than Mom... just clearing that up...

My First FanFic =)

Monday- Thistle's POV

I was almost out the door before Mum called me back inside.

'Thistle... do you have your books?'

'Yeah... Can I go.. Dad's waiting in the hall'

'Fine... I'm headed to a Ranger meeting with Taz and Up so don't forget anything'

'Chill Mum... I'll be fine... I'm just so exited!'

My Dad stuck his head through the door, wearing the same cap he always wore, according to him he had worn that hat for luck almost his whole life. He wore it to his first day of Ranger training, during his first mission, the day he met Mum, the day he fell in love with her, the day he landed on an alien planet filled with bugs. He had also worn it the day I was born, but it never stayed facing forwards, always on the side.

'Specs, I gotta take her now or we'll be late'

'When aren't you?'

Dad and I looked at each other with a cheeky grin.

'WOOOOAAAAHHHH' We burst out at the same time.

'Go on you two... If my calculations are correct, which we all know they are, you gotta get the heck outta here or you'll be late. Thistle... you're sure you haven't forgotten anything?'

'Yeah'

I ran into the hall with Dad.

'So Thistle... What'd you forget'

'My jacket'

We laughed as we ran to the cafeteria to get my last meal as a regular human, in 3 short hours I would be a Junior Ranger, along with 1 young boy. His name was Bolt, I'd obviously met him before, our dads were best friends. And he was my best friend. I'd never gotten along well with other girls, and if I did they were older than me... Like Taz, the Junior Ranger trainer.

Dad and I got in line and got our food. The same regulation oatmeal I've had every morning for all of my life, and will have until the day I die. When we sat down at our table I heard cheers coming from the tables around us, shouts of congratulations. Dad put down his spoon and took a sip of his coffee. I wasn't supposed to drink coffee but Dad slipped me some once... it was awful! But this one sip he took was different.. it was almost like he was thinking about what to say... He pulled his cap off of his head... Then I saw his ear... or didn't see it. It was gone...

'Thistle I want you to have something very important to me'

'Your ear?'

He felt the side of his head self-consciously but laughed at my comment.

'My ear... It's a Starship Ranger thing... something I cant believe you might be in danger of in 10 years'

'Dad, I'll be fine...'

'I know... this isn't my point anyway... I want... I want to give you my hat..'

I almost spit out my oatmeal.

'YOUR HAT!'

'Yes Thistle, my hat... its helped me my whole life, and now' he said, placing the hat neatly on my head 'It's gonna help you.'

The bell rang to signal us to the Auditorium for the acceptance into the Junior Ranger Training speech that would be made by Commander Up and Lieutenant Taz.

I turned my hat to the side the way Dad always did.

'Lets go Dad... I have to get backstage with Bolt'

'Ill be in the front row with Mum and Bolts parents.'

'See you then'