Disclaimer: I don't own any recognizable characters mentioned in this non-profit Non-copyright infringement..-ing fic. If I did...Schuyler and Bridge would be in my closet.
Author's Note: Okay, this is my FIRST SPD fic and m first Sky/Bridge fic. Um...at the end of episode 6...i think it was Jack came to talk to Bridge and this fic is set after that. Um...yeah, being my first SPD fic this may have some bugs, I'm only on like episode....7 so characters may be off...sorry about that. enjoi.
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"Oh hey Sky" Bridge walked into their room to take a quick nap and he spotted his roommate, he was a bit surprised because hadn't seen Sky since they'd gotten back to HQ, he just figured he was with Syd and Z. The blue ranger was sitting on top of his blue bed spread reading, what was most likely, the SPD handbook. Why anyone would want to read a book of rules over and over was beyond Bridge but maybe Sky wanted to be a rule man, like a ruler but taller.
"Hey Bridge, I uh, wanted to tell you something..." The SPD blue ranger cleared his throat and licked his upper lip, clearly having a hard time with this. Bridge smiled as he sat down on his own green bed and waited for his friend to say what he wanted to say. "...Good...uh, good job today..." he rushed the last part but he picked all of them up and he grinned."...With the Fernovian I mean, that was um, good thinking" he finished, he didn't really understand Bridge's way of thinking, probably never would, but if it brought in criminals then he was okay with it.
"Wow, thanks Sky," the green ranger propped up against his pillows, "That means a lot-"
"And I'm sorry I called you weird" Bridge blinked and looked at him, Sky's head was trained in his book but his eyes were watching his roommate.
"You didn't call me weird," The SPD ranger shook his head with a laugh then it died out and he held a thoughtful gloved finger to his right temple, "Unless you were thinking it and I'm not really telepathic Sk-"
"Bridge"
"I mean if I was telepathic then I would know what everyone thinks about me all of the time, not just some of the time, that'd be okay but all the time, that would get kinda annoy-"
"Bridge"
"Wouldn't you be annoyed if you had voices in your head all the time that wouldn't stop?"
"Bridge"
"Yeah?" He dropped his animated gloved hands and his light brows came together, "What Sky?" The older ranger didn't say anything; he just bit his lip and smiled then went back to his book. Bridge on the other hand was confused as he watched the man on the other side of the room, if Sky was trying to keep him quiet, it was definitely working.
The green ranger could have sworn through their chat that Sky's cheeks turned pink; maybe they were light red, but no too red, definitely more pink then red maybe a soft rose? Well, maybe he was just embarrassed that he was telling Bridge that he had actually done a good job or embarrassed that he couldn't figure out that T-Top was innocent. That's what he expected, that and he expected Sky to be a little ticked off and distant when he showed up in their room, but he wasn't.
He pinched the finger of his left glove, all it would take is a small wave and he would figure Sky out like that. Better not though, he didn't have a talk with any of his teammates about it but he told himself that he wouldn't read any of their aura's...he felt it was a privacy thing and they probably wouldn't appreciate it anyway. So he settled for the fact that Sky was just embarrassed to tell him he did a good job...but he shouldn't be...but maybe he was. Bridge rolled onto his right side and settled in to sleep. The man on the blue side of the room watched him with an affectionate smile before he finally turned the page of his book.