Here are some random drabbles I came up with while I try to figure out where Amnesia is going. Rawr. Writer's block sucks. Anyways, this chapter is focused on one of my weirder OTPs, Fluttershy x Private. Anyone else support this pairing? I'm not even sure where I got this pairing from, seeing as I'm not a big MLP fan. It just popped into my head one day and refused to leave. But getting back to the point, read and review! I love reviews! (Who doesn't?) Feel free to give me prompts and pairings, I'll consider your ideas. Enjoy! :D

Favor

Private climbed down into the HQ, looking sheepish. Skipper scrutinized the boy suspiciously as he sipped his coffee and eyed the lump under his youngest team member's vest.

Kowalski was staring at it, too, eyebrows raised. "Private, what's with the lump?" he questioned, putting his cards down on the table he and Rico were playing poker at.

"Um, a – friend asked me for a favor while she was on a trip." Private smiled nervously, fiddling with his pale blonde hair. He knew Skipper didn't like pets, but how could he say no to the girl who always dropped everything for him?

Skipper put his coffee down warily and crossed his arms. "And what is this favor, soldier?"

At that very moment, the lump popped its head out of Private's vest. Two big black eyes stared at the team from a fluffy white face and two long floppy ears. The bunny squeaked happily and nuzzled the boy's neck.

Private laughed sheepishly, scratching the top of the rabbit's soft head. "Guys, meet Angel."

Plead

Skipper's jaw dropped in shock. A bunny? A bunny? He thought he had explained enough times to Private that they couldn't keep pets in the HQ, a rule he had established after Kowalski's many Jiggles accidents. "Private, you know my policy: no pets allowed."

"But-"

"No buts. Now go return that creature to where it came from."

"But Skipper-"

"Now. That's an order, soldier." Skipper frowned and pointed at the door of their headquarters, narrowing his ice blue eyes. Not only did animals get in the way, but he also had allergies and couldn't stay in the same room with them for too long without having a sneezing fit.

"But Skippah, please. It'll only be for a week. My friend has to check on things back at her home, but she can't take Angel with her on the train. No pets allowed." Private's blue eyes pleaded with his leader, and the bunny popped its head back out and looked at him innocently.

In the background, Rico was teasingly saying something to Kowalski about Private having a lady friend. Skipper sighed. He knew he could never hold up against Private's puppy eyes. Not to mention getting bunny eyes, too. He rubbed his forehead, knowing that he was going to regret his decision as soon as he said it.

"Fine," he groaned.

Sharing

Fluttershy sighed sadly. "Sorry, Private, but I didn't bring any money with me." She turned her pockets inside out for emphasis.

Private smiled, his light blue eyes twinkling. He pulled out a few bills. "That's alright, Fluttahshy. I'll get you one." Fluttershy smiled gratefully, tucking away a few strands of her wavy pink hair. She found a bench as she waited for Private to finish getting the ice cream.

She looked surprised as her friend came back with only one cone, handing it to her. She looked at Private with startled blue eyes. "What about you?"

The boy shrugged. "I didn't bring that much money either."

Fluttershy immediately protested, trying to give him the frozen treat, but he shook his head. "No, it's okay. Me and the guys were planning on getting snow cones later, anyways."

Fluttershy frowned, crossing her arms. "I can't accept this, Private."

The boy grinned and leaned over, taking a large bite of her ice cream. "There. We shared."

Knowing

Kowalski had his hands in his pockets as his whistled, strolling along the grassy lawns of the park. He sat down on an empty bench and took out his clipboard, working on his latest invention's notes. The scientist scribbled down a few equations when he heard familiar voices.

He looked up at the sound of a British voice to see Private sitting on a bench across the park. Next to him was a girl about the same age as the boy, with light pink hair and deep blue eyes. She was wearing a light yellow sundress and the two were laughing together and sharing an ice cream.

Kowalski put his clipboard down and smiled. So this is the friend Private was talking about... He watched them for a while, remembering the crazy week they had spent taking care of the girl's bunny. He had wrecked a good number of his blueprints and notes, chewing them up and scattering the pieces. Some Angel. But the girl seemed nice enough...

He wondered what kind of relationship the two had. Private hadn't mentioned anything about her being his girlfriend or him having a crush, but you never knew... Kowalski chewed on the end of his pencil. Either way, he was happy Private was out socializing with a friend his age. The boy didn't get to meet other people that much. Usually he hung around with the team or their neighbors, but they were all way older than him.

Of course, Private did have a few other friends, but they were all elsewhere in the world. Cupid was busy helping Santa prepare presents, and Hunter was at the top of the world, helping her dad raise their seal farm. Kowalski smirked. Private was quite the ladies' man. (Even though he kept arguing that Hunter was just a friend.)

The scientist picked up his clipboard and wandered off. Wouldn't want Private to get embarrassed with him around... He recalled the look in Private's eyes as he and his friend laughed, ice cream on their faces. To be young again...

Absence

Skipper flipped through the channels on the TV halfheartedly, stopping on the Lunacorns. He glanced towards Private's empty bunk. Where was he? Usually by now, the boy would've been rushing over to watch his favorite show.

The leader recalled that Private was out in the park, meeting up with his friend. He wondered who this friend was. "As long as she's not another leopard seal," he muttered under his breath.

He looked up as the door to the HQ opened and Kowalski stepped inside. The scientist called, "I'm back."

"We can see that," Skipper said flatly. "How was the walk? See anything suspicious?"

"Nah. I did see Private and his friend, though." Kowalski said it as if it was nothing, even though the three team members had secretly been dying to learn about this girl who was shrouded in mystery, since Private never said more about her than the bare minimum.

Skipper and Rico gave a start as they stared up at Kowalski. "Well? Tell us about her!"

Kowalski grinned mischievously. "Nosy, much?" He paused before saying, "She seems nice. She and Private get along really well, but I don't think they're dating or anything. They were talking and eating some ice cream."
"And where was this?" Skipper asked, impatiently.

"By the fountain, why?" By the time Kowalski finished his sentence, the other two were already out the door. The scientist sighed, chuckling, and pushed back his curly brown hair. "Figures."