Sleeptalking
Ziggy/Dr.K [I really love this pairing; I just had to make a story for it.]
This idea came to me whilst I was watching Ranger Red. It's basically just an elongated version of this scene:

Are you ready to turn in , Doc? Maybe get some sleep?

Can't.

I cannot claim I own anything except the storyline, and even then it's highly improbable that I can do so.

"So, Doctor K, are you ready to go to sleep yet? It's three in the morning," a very sleepy Ziggy Grover asked, stretching his arms.

"Can't. I need to make sure that city's shields are up and running in perfect condition, finish repairing and making modifications to the Zord Attack Vehicles, and make a few adjustments to some untested gadgets," the 17 year old genius replied, never taking her eyes off the screen of her computer as her fingers flew over the keyboard.

"Right," Ziggy said, walking leaning behind Dr. K's chair and looked over her shoulder. A blueprint of some gadget was on the screen. "What's this-"

"Do not touch my computer." Dr. K ordered, looking at Ziggy, who reached over her shoulder and turned the good Doctor's computer screen off.

Dr. K sighed, as she turned the screen back on. "I'm not playing this game, Ziggy," she said, in her prim and proper voice, as she typed furiously into her her keyboard.

"Aha! You called me by my name! Not 'Ranger Series Green,' or some other really long official sounding name, like 'Tenaya, Generation 7, Venjix human infiltration attack bot, blah blahblah blahblah...'" Ziggy announced.

"As I've said before, I'm not playing this game, Ranger Operator Series Green," Dr. K replied, as she re-engaged herself into her task.

"Aw, come on, Doc. You've got to sleep sometime." Ziggy said, turning Dr. K's chair half-way around, looking her in the eyes.

"Are you doing this on purpose?" K asked, eyebrows raised, as she turned her chair the other way.

"Doing what, Doc?" Ziggy asked innocently, shrugging, again rotating Dr. K's chair so he was facing her.

"Disobeying every rule I have established," Doctor K answered. "You will follow them unless you have a dying urge to scrub the floor of the Garage with your new toothbrush. Again," she added, spinning the chair around once more so she faced her computer screen.

Ziggy shuddered, remembering the coldness of the Garage floor as he was on his hand and knees, cleaning the really lived in floor. Even as a computer, Dr. K knew how to make a guy feel bad.

"Look, Dr. K- I'm not sleeping until you do." Ziggy said, turning the chair Dr. K was sitting on, their faces so close their noses were almost touching.

"Then I'm sorry, Ranger Green, but I'm afraid you won't be sleeping tonight," she answered curtly, pulling away as he turned herself the other way around.

"Aw, come on, Doc. You have to sleep, so I could sleep. 'Cause if I don't get any sleep tonight, I won't be ready for tomorrow, and Venjix would send some monster inside the city, and I can't pay attention to what I'm doing, and Dillon would be out there fighting Venjix's crazy whistling freaky robot impostor..."

This is going to take a while, she thought, as she settled into her black leather seat. I won't get any work done while he's around, so maybe just one minute...

"..And then we go to Jungle Karma Pizza, or, as I've cleverly put in acronym, JKP, to celebrate our victory over Venjix and his psychotic infiltration attack bots!" Ziggy enthusiastically finished, raising a fist in the air, chuckling. "So, are you going to sleep anytime soon, Dr. K?" he asked, turning her chair halfway around.

Ziggy smiled when he saw Dr. K's eyes closed, her form relaxed. He considered leaving her there, but figured a small leather chair wasn't a good place to sleep on.

The couch in the Garage! Ziggy thought. Uhh...how do I get her there?

Ziggy was very careful not to drop the sleeping Doctor on the way to the Garage. I never knew anyone could be this light, he thought, as he gently placed her onto the green couch, putting a pillow under her head.

For some time, all he did was look at Dr. K's sleeping form. She was only a year younger than him, but her brain was much, much older. She always keeps to herself and doesn't allow herself to feel emotions. How does she do it, he asked himself, How does she bottle every emotion inside? It's gotta be crushing her inside somehow.

She was also very pretty, with her raven black hair in contrast with her unusually pale skin; so petite it seems like she could break if you get close enough.

Suddenly, she started to turn and try to settle in, trying to get warm. Ziggy immediately took off his jacket and draped it around her.

"Good night, Ziggy," she mumbled, her eyes still closed, as she stopped moving, the corners of her mouth curving slightly upward. He smiled and planted a kiss on her forehead. You're something else, Doctor K, he thought. Something really wonderful.

"Good night, Dr. K," he replied, looking at her sleeping figure. "Sleep well."

Ziggy said nothing more as he settled down into the small couch parallel to hers and closed his eyes.

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