Disclaimer: I do not own Hills Have Eyes or any of the characters in it. I only own Rory and her family.

More happy/sad/fun little oneshots! These ones feature Amber and Letch. No Rory in this one, but there is a little cameo by Stabber. They are also all colour based prompts.

Green

His eyes were always the most stunning feature about him. Well, to her, anyway. She would stare at him, lost in those emerald orbs. She would sigh contentedly and he would turn to her, confused and a bit miffed.

"What?" He would ask.

"Nothing." She would retort, still staring right into his eyes. The mutant would scoff and shake his head, looking away. She would scoot around him to better see his eyes. They would gleam, burn, explain, lie, and she would still stare, unable to process anything other than the rich shade they were. She would never get tired of them. He would ask her each time what was wrong with her and she would just reply,

"I'm green with envy."

Blue

He remembered waking up to that colour. Like the sky, he thought. Only prettier. He would rouse in the morning only to be met with those soft blue eyes. They were so gentle, but then they could snap into a hardness that rivaled Hades' own eyes. He never expressed his love for her eyes, not once. He felt like it was ridiculous. Only a lovesick puppy would say something like 'I love your eyes'. But he did love them, so what did that make him? There were times where she would catch him staring and he would look away quickly. She would tease, saying he was blushing and he would deny that fact, despite the burning in his face. Her eyes, he believed, reflected everything she was feeling at every moment. He could look into those sky blue eyes and see how much she loved him. That love, he hoped, was reflected in his own when they gazed at one another. He mentally slapped himself when he thought this way.

'I'm startin' to sound like that fucking Romeo guy. Next thing you know, I'm going to be poisonin' myself. Gotta cut that shit out.'

Purple

It was the first thing he noticed when he walked in the room. The bruise was an interesting, albeit nasty looking, shade of violet. His mate sat on a chair, her leg propped up on a box while his Clan mate, Stabber, was touching her knee. Every time his fingers ran over the bruise, she would wince and hiss in pain. The sound made his guts churn and the sight made every protective nerve in him flare. He moved to her side, laying a hand on her shoulder.

"You ok?" He asked, knowing the answer already, but needing to hear her voice. Amber looked at him with an expression that was two parts 'do I look alright' and one part 'absolutely'. She patted his cheek, saying he was worrying too much, then she jumped and cursed. Stabber apologized quietly before going back to what he was doing. Letch turned to the Clan medic, asking what happened. 'If someone did this to her, oh they are gonna PAY!' He thought.

"She, apparently, fell from the side o' the hill and slammed her knee on a rock." Stabber responded, still gently kneading at the joint. Amber smiled, sheepishly.

"I'm kinda klutzy sometimes." She admitted. Letch shook his head and sighed.

"You're gonna be the death of me."

"Not before I'm the death of myself." He groaned loudly and she laughed.

Turquoise

"When I brought you down here, I didn't think you were gonna be shoppin'. I woulda stayed at home." He grumbled. Amber just made a face at him and continued looking around. They had come to Santa Fe for a day to themselves. Letch had been worried, at first, about the reaction people were going to have to his face. His mate, however, had a quick remedy. She tugged a hoodie over his head and put a surgical mask over his mouth. It looked a bit odd, but it worked. No one looked their direction as they walked up and down the Plaza. Amber's eye was caught by the Native American's sitting against the wall of the Palace of the Governors*. Piles of necklaces laced in silver and turquoise stones laid next to ornate brooches and cowboy neckties. She picked out a very lovely necklace and asked the woman about it.

"The style has been handed down my family for generations. It's meant to bring you good fortune and love, but it seems you already have that." She said with a smile. Amber held up the necklace for Letch to see. The strands silver and there was green and black beading at regular intervals down the sides. At the base, there was a small turquoise eagle with a ring of silver in its mouth. Amber bought it, thanked the woman, and put it on.

"I think turquoise is becoming my colour."

Red

The mutant reluctantly walked behind her up to the top of the hill. Amber was excited, beckoning him and grinning from ear to ear. The slope was steep and it made the climb troublesome. Once at the top, Letch popped his neck and sighed.

"What are we doin' here?" Amber had settled on a piece of ground where no weeds grew. She patted the sand next to her.

"You'll see." She said without looking at him. He grumbled, but sat anyways. Amber scooted closer to him, her hip touching his thigh. She slipped her fingers into his and he let a smile find its way onto his face. They sat like this, in companionable silence, for quite some time. The sun began to inch closer to the horizon. Amber sat up straight, watching the golden orb like her life depended on it. Once the sun began to dip behind the mountains, it bathed the desert in a crimson glow. Everything around them turned a molten red-gold colour in the last light of the day. Amber's expression was one of awe as she gazed around. Letch, while impressed, couldn't tear his eyes away from her. He leaned over and laid a chaste kiss on her cheek. His mate turned away from the sunset to look at him. Letch wasn't sure if it was the sunset making her cheeks that colour or if it was a blush, but it made him want to kiss her again.

He did. She kissed back.

*Palace of the Governors- This is a real building in Santa Fe, NM. During the spring and summer, Natives from the surrounding pueblos come and sell their jewelry and pottery. It's very touristy, but I like to go through their stuff sometimes. :) I actually own the necklace that Amber purchased.

I really liked writing these two. They are so cute together! :) Next chapter will probably be either LizBren, MissCham, or EthHad. Idk yet, but more will be coming!