Disclaimer: I don't own the power ranger characters or concepts and no money is being made from this fic. I own nothing! Except my laptop, my plethora of manga, and my apartment as long as I pay rent on time. But I am however taking the characters out of their sandbox and playing with them in mine.
Notes: It is 5 am here, I should really be asleep, bloody insomnia, so yeah this is un-betad fanfic from a strangely lucid but sleep deprived mind. Have fun. I did. :-D Also this is my first fanfic in forever, so any help is appreciated.
Title: Sugar High
"Note to self, Zhane is never allowed to have sugar again…ever. This is all their fault."
The 'they' being Andros, Ashley, T.J., and Cassie. Carlos glared balefully at the hyper-blond in front of him who had stopped, internally ranting, "they decided it would be a good idea to go to the carnival, they decided to feed him sugar, they decided to get lost right in the middle of Zhane on a sugar high. They did this, they should deal with it."
But somehow in the stretch of time spent at the carnival Carlos managed to find himself alone with a very hyper Zhane who strangely reminded him of that little girl Goo from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends, considering he talked non-stop and ran a mile a minute. Carlos had been dragged on every ride at least once and some twice. Needless to say, he was tired and slightly irritated
"Why did we stop?" Zhane's head kept looking back and forth between the multiple brightly colored rides like a hyper-active toddler.
"Okay, I'll give him hyper, but a toddler he is not." Carlos mused, giving Zhane an appreciative once over.
Zhane, apparently having spoken while Carlos was lost in his own thoughts, looked at Carlos expectantly.
"Did you hear me? Let's go on that one." Zhane said again, pointing to one of the larger roller coasters.
"We've been on that one already."
Automatically Zhane replied, "No we haven't, have we?" Looking adorably confused, as if trying to compile a list of all the rides he and Carlos had been on.
"Yes, we have." Carlos replied shortly.
Deflating just a little, and very much resembling a kicked puppy, Zhane stood there looking at the ride in forlorn silence.
Glancing at Zhane's wistful expression, he felt very much like an ass who had kicked a puppy. Baffling himself, and obviously Zhane, Carlos grabbed his hand and finds himself saying, "Cotton candy first, then we ride."
Cotton candy in hand, Zhane took off like Ashley when she spots a sale and raced towards the roller coaster. Once again stopping short and finding himself crashing into Zhane, Carlos stopped in annoyance. At least until cotton candy coated lips pressed against his just long enough with whispered a "thank you", in the sweetest, most electric kiss he had ever felt. Carlos wondered just long enough if that was the cotton candy, Zhane, or both. Then Zhane was off, yanking him towards their destined roller coaster, all the while thinking "Sugar highs may not be so bad after all."