A/N: Some time ago, I said to myself that I wouldn't post any Canon/OFC drabbles on here. But after some thought, I've changed my mind and am proud to be posting Canon/OFC drabbles centering around one couple I've created for the BLoSC world: Ty Parsec and my OFC, Simone Caldera. For those who don't know who Simone is, she's in my other stories: Glory Days and Joker of the Pack. It's not required to read them, but I would recommend checking those stories out to get a better feel of her personality.

Some of these drabbles will be romantic, others will be mainly platonic, like this first one here that was written a long time ago and is now edited. This particular drabble won't really tie into Glory Days, but it does elude to it in a way. I won't be posting anything erotic; everything here will be for a universal range of people. If you like this ship, rock on and I hope to bring more! If you don't, hey, I'm not gonna hold it against you.

But enjoy!

Disclaimer: Ty and all other BLoSC related things belong to Disney/Pixar. I own Simone and Mistimia and all other unheard names.


He walked down the hallway, lost in his thoughts and hands in pockets.

He was thinking about many things at once; his sinking reputation as being the "damsel in distress" after Buzz saved his hide on more than one occasion, the fact that his fellow Rangers are losing their respect for him, and his lame newfound assignment on some blasted rock out in another part of the galaxy, some rock called…what was it called? Blargh.

Little did he know that he'd be thinking about something else when he came across it.

He stopped walking and looked up to see where he walked to. He ended up near the entrance of the Launch Bay.

He looked at the Launch Bay for a brief moment, before his ears picked up a soft sound. He turned to his side to see someone silently walking towards him. A brow was raised in surprise.

Simone Caldera?

His fellow Ranger was quite a quiet one, but in the years they've known each other, he had come to see her grow and blossom into an assuring woman…and he found himself falling for her over the years. He almost hoped she felt the same way, but for now, he was going to settle for her friendship. Before he could greet her, she suddenly stopped walking.

She stopped about a good five feet in front of him, and it wasn't until now that he got a good look at her. She wore her Ranger suit, but she was carrying a luggage bag. And her expression was not the assuring one she usually wore. It was rather a sad and somewhat resigned look.

He smiled and greeted, "Hey, Simone."

Simone gave him a sad smile back. "Hello, Ty." She fidgeted uncomfortably. "How…how are you?"

Ty's brow lowered. "…Alright…what about you? Are you alright?"

"…" She looked away, ashamed. "I…I could be better."

Before he could ask her anymore, she bluntly stated, "I have to go back home."

Ty did not know what to say at first. "Well I can…see by the suitcase you're holding, but why? Why do you have to go back?"

"…I was asked to, by my mother and sister, Queen Ethel and Paige."

"Oh. Well…any…particular reason?"

Simone felt a fist grip tightly in her free hand when he asked that question.

"…Yes, Ty. I found out yesterday that…that a civil war broke out."

Ty's eyebrows raised in mild shock. "A civil war?"

Simone nodded. "Yes. But that's not the half of it. I have to go and help out…as a doctor." She looked into Ty's eyes, her own eyes filled with sad resignation. "Commander Nebula gave me the okay to go and stay there as long as I need to. Although I don't know how long this war will be, but…I'm almost scared to find out, and to see what kind of work I'll have to do there…"

Ty watched as she shifted uncomfortably. He wanted to go over and give her some form of comfort, and he did so. Briefly hesitating for a second, he went over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. He squeezed it as he said, "I'm…I'm sorry, Simone."

She looked into his eyes and gave him a sad smile and shrug. "It's not your fault, Ty. I have to do what I need to do…what any Ranger would."

Ty's eyebrows creased in concern. He could tell by the bitter contempt that she was not looking forward to going back home for something as horrible as a civil war. Not that he blamed her; he felt contempt about the events that took place earlier in regards to him. He gave her one more squeeze on the shoulder and tried to think of something to help her feel better.

He didn't have to; Simone came forward and hugged him, surprising him. "I'm going to miss you, Ty. I'm glad I got a chance to see you before I left. I already said goodbye to the others… and I…I hope that I'll get a chance to see you again."

He allowed one hand to be placed on her back and moved it up and down to rub her back. "I hope so too, Sim. I'll miss you too."

After a minute more of hugging, she pulled back and looked right into his eyes, blue staring into brown. "Ty…I want you to promise me something. If I come back, may we see each other..er, and the others? I...I know I'll need a friendly face to see if the war ends. Do you promise me this?"

To Ty, it sounded like what she wanted more than anything was assurance that she could come home and still be a friend to him, and that nothing would change with them…between them.

"Of course, Simone. Of course I can promise this." He gave her a small smile of assurance.

She gave him one back.

They just stood there, looking into each other's eyes for what seemed to be eternity. They did not want to break the contact with each other, but they both knew what they had to.

And so, Simone reluctantly broke the contact, walking away from Ty.

He watched as she walked down a bridge in the Launch Bay to a smaller Star Cruiser waiting on the other side of the area. She arrived at the ladder, but before she could climb up...she turned around to face Ty one more time, and gave a small wave and sad smile.

In turn, he gave her those things back, secretly wishing he didn't have to.

Once she was done, she climbed up the ladder and disappeared into the ship.

Ty sighed. Out of all the things he was thinking about today…this newfound thought of not seeing his friend again for…for who knows…was horrible. Now he was going to be thinking about all those things, plus one.

The loss of a friend who could have been so much more.