Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers

A/N: You may have noticed the changed summary. Here I am repeating that. This story now contains M/M/F. Vipander to be exact. Enjoy!


Chip paced nervously through the hay loft. It had been a week since he'd managed to confess to both of his friends how he felt, and they had asked to meet him up here. Vida had taken the news calmly, he thought, but Xander hadn't reacted near as well. Although Chip had no doubt that their friendship was a strong as ever, he was worried about how comfortable Xander would be with the knowledge that Chip was in love with him.

Chip pressed his hands to chin in a prayer-like gesture, Please don't let me lose them. I can handle them not wanting me, as long as we're still friends. He wasn't sure whom he sent the wish out too, but he knew there was someone out there who heard.

"Chip," Vida said.

Chip turned, "Hi."

Vida swung off the ladder, followed by Xander, Chip dropped his hands and swung them back and forth, as he rocked on his heels, "Hey," Xander said with a quick glance at Vida.

"You wanted to talk?" Chip asked, "We can go into the fortress."

Vida nodded, "Let's do that."

They retreated into the small room and stood there looking at each other in silence. Chip rocked back on his heels and onto his toes, "So, what did you want to talk about?"

"You dropped a bombshell on us," Vida said, "I'm sorry I couldn't answer you right away."

"That's ok," Chip replied, "it took me a while to accept what I was feeling. I didn't really expect something like this for a while."

"That wouldn't be fair, though," Xander said, "you deserve to hear something from us."

"I just want to know that the two of you are comfortable with knowing," Chip said, trying not to show how nervous he was. "I don't want to pressure you into something you don't want, or drive you away because of something I say or do. You're my best friends and I don't want lose that, no matter what." His eyes had dropped to the floor as the words came out of him in a rush. As he paused for breath, there was a whisper of noise and then someone kissed his cheek.

Chip stepped back, looking up as he did. Vida stood just in front of him with a slight smile on her face. Chip backed into something solid and warm and when he looked, it was Xander. When did he get behind me? Chip thought, even as he shifted away from Xander. "Chip," Vida said, drawing his attention, "don't say anything for a little bit. Just listen to us." She put her hand on his arm, "I can't begin to claim that I know how you feel, I've honestly never thought about it beyond a second's attention. You, you're my best friend, and maybe I can't say I'm in love with you, but that doesn't mean I couldn't feel that way."

"Like Vi says," Xander said, "I can't say it, but you two, you're the only ones I ever told I was bi. I can't deny that I've always wondered, but Chip, I'm not going to start something with you if it's going to go nowhere."

Chip closed his eyes, because this was not going to go well. He waited for the bomb to drop in silence. "God Chip, what are you thinking," Vida asked and hugged him. "We're not saying no. We're saying we don't know, but we're willing to see what happens."

"What?" Chip asked, staring at her in shock.

"Vida wants to fall into this head first," Xander said, his hand falling onto Chip's back. "I'm worried about what will happen."

"Xander, shut up," Vida said, "you're either in, or you're out."

Chip looked over at Xander who sighed, "So, dating my two best friends. I guess I'm in." As Xander's arm shifted to encircle his waist, Chip sighed. It was entirely possible that he'd just been given his greatest wish. "So," Xander said, "I guess this means that you will both get fully lethal if I stop flirting, right?"

"Uh," Chip said, trying to catch up with Xander's sudden opinion.

"You will not flirt where we can see you," Vida said firmly, "because you'll make Chip look like a sad puppy and that makes me homicidal."

"I don't mind," Chip said, because it was ok. Xander could flirt with whomever he wanted as long as he came back. "I'm not going to object, Vida. As long as it's just flirting, I can handle it. If you want to be jealous or whatever then say it, don't blame me for your feelings." He looked from Vida to Xander as he extricated himself from their embrace. "This doesn't work that way, not for me. I'm not the scapegoat for your emotions, Vida, or the excuse for your behavior, Xander. I want this, that's why I told you both, but I am not going to let this be an uneven, misshapen triangle because you can't speak the truth. I'm not asking for either of you to be anything more than what you are, I'm just asking that you admit the truth when you're directly asked about it."

From the way Vida and Xander stared at each other, they didn't get it. "Look, I've spent years watching relationships. Communication, the ability to express thoughts, problems and needs, is the reason Andy and Brian are happily married in the mad house. Willingness to compromise is why my dad's second marriage is, and I can't believe I'm saying this, actually working well for him despite the step-monster and the little one. If you want to tear each other apart, let me know so that I can get out of the line of fire."

"Ok," Vida said. "Ok," she looked over at Xander.

"This will work," Chip said with a careful smile, "you just have to trust me sometimes." He held up his hand, "Not like the thing with the trebuchet and the cat, just, listen sometimes."

"I can do that," Xander said easily.

"Me to," Vida agreed after studying him for a long moment. "You've changed, Chip."

Chip grinned, "Not really. I'm just becoming a better me."