Secret
Flynn watched Gem and Gemma walk away. He looked back to the table where they had previously been sitting and noticed Gemma had left a book on the table. The twins began a game of pool. They had obviously forgotten about the open book on one of HIS work tables. He sighed, and moved toward it. He was just going to close it and move it out of the way. Nothing more, nothing less. That's all. It's not like he cared how Gemma saw the world anyway.
Although, it might be interesting to find out how that mind of hers worked. He knew she and her brother were smart, as smart as Dr. K, but he didn't know what she thought about the world around her (other than "shoot first, ask later" that is.) He shook himself of the thoughts. No Flynn, he thought to himself, you can't read a girl's diary. That's very wrong. He gingerly reached forward to close the book. He had to look at it to close it didn't he? He couldn't help it if he read over just a few sentences. He glanced warily at Gem and Gemma as they set up the pool table, and then glanced back down at the book. His eyes automatically found his name. She had written something about him. He moved toward the top of the page and found the rest of the team's names as well. She'd written something about all of them. His eyes flew over the words and his brain attempted to take in the important phrases.
Dillon: Nice yet broody, Summer: Caring with great hair, Scott: brave, go-getter with daddy issues, Ziggy: Funny, and he was…a simple mechanic? Simple?
"A simple mechanic?" He asked before he had a chance to think about it. "Is that what you think? A simple mechanic?"
He was not simple! He may not blab about his ideas the way Dr. K did, but he did have some rather complex ideas! And, sure, he couldn't quite work out the bugs in some of them, but he would one day! Besides some of his ideas really worked! He may not be a super genius but he knew how to manipulate and improve technology.
"You read my dairy!" Gemma yelled in outrage.
"Yes!" He exclaimed before he saw the offended look on Gemma's face. "I did…accidentally."
He had never really seen Gemma annoyed before, but the look on her face now clearly told him that she was. Maybe she would be less annoyed if he showed her some of his NOT simple ideas. He turned and began to point out some of his inventions. Gemma grinned in amusement as his first invention failed to work. He scrambled to find another invention that did work, and he quickly demonstrated the one he found. He was pleased to see Gemma's expression change from amused to impressed as his car washer did its job.
"Simple?" He asked proudly. "I think not."
He realized he had her intrigued and motioned for her to follow him over to another table. He picked up what he liked to think of as his "opus" and held it out for her to see.
"This is my masterpiece. With it we could-"
He bit back a groan as the alarms sounded around them. Knowing Gem and Gemma he probably wouldn't have another opportunity to show them how complicated he truly was. He watched the others leave in disappointment. So much for changing Gemma's opinion of him. Not that it really mattered. He didn't truly care about what she thought of him anyway, did he?
He sighed laboriously as he followed after the others. Okay, maybe he cared about what she thought…a little bit.
So this is my series of drabbles about Flynn and Gemma (or Gynna) as I like to call them. It's for the Ars Amatoria Challenge. After watching "Not So Simple" I decided that I ADORED this Flynn and Gemma. Too cute! So I almost immediately started working on drabbles. I already have a few written out and I am working on more. I hope you guys like them!
Enjoy!
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