Summary: A series of shipping-focused continuous/separate drabbles, ficlets and one-shots. The ratings, genres and pairings may/will vary.

Chapter summary: Frida may not have any powers or weapons, but she'll always protect those dear to her.

Genre(s): Romance/Humor

Pairing(s): Sergio/Frida

Disclaimer: El Tigre: The Adventures of Manny Rivera is copyrighted by Nick, Mexopolis and its creators Jorge R. Gutierrez and Sandra Equihua. Any referenced works are owned by their respective creators.

Protect

Frida had been walking to her locker, when she noticed the usual group of bullies gathered around one locker. Frida figured they were throwing their usual target in there- who was always in a locker anyways- and shrugged it off, but as she got closer, a voice that didn't belong to the bullies caught her attention- she recognized that voice.

"Unhand-a me now, you bunch-a of brutes! Or so-a help me-"

"Or what? Are you gonna punch us with your tiny little hands, shorty?" mocked Uno, the green-haired self-proclaimed leader of the bunch.

"Yeah, tiny little hands," parroted Dos. Tres simply cracked his knuckles and chuckled.

Frida's eyes widened in shock, before narrowing into a venomous glare. She clenched her hands into fists. She was going to teach those bullies a lesson. She looked around, trying to think of something she could use without getting in trouble or beaten up by those three idiots. Her eyes traveled around the hallway, the lockers and the trees, searching for anything that could be useful. After a few seconds, her search came to a stop and her eyes lightened up.

Perfect.

Frida shifted her eyes left and right to ensure no teachers or snitches were around. Luckily, the hallways were empty. A mischievous grin appeared on the blue-haired girl's face.

Time to get those knuckleheads.

"Hey! Stupid, Dumb and Ugly! Over here!"

The three bullies looked up to see Frida standing a few feet away from them. She stood beneath a tree with her hands on her hips. She didn't look to happy.

"Whaddya say, Suárez?" asked Uno in a threating tone.

Frida ignored him. "Release the boy and walk away before things get ugly," she warned the three.

Uno, Dos and Tres looked at each other before they burst into hearty guffaws, accidentally dropping Sergio in the process. Frida narrowed her eyes at them.

"What are you gonna do, Suárez? Hit us with your googles?" Uno laughed.

"Why don't you come here and see, jerkbutt?" she goaded him, signaling him to come and get her. "Unless, you're too chicken!" Frida grinned mischievously as she insulted the bullies.

Uno flared his nostrils like a bull and charged at her with his two friends in tow, right behind him.

Sergio looked in horror as he tried to get up and help Frida, afraid those brainless brutes would hurt his precious buttercup.

Frida stood her ground, however. She waited for the stupid boys to get closer, and dodged at the last second, revealing a conventionally placed trashcan.

Uno collided with the trashcan, followed by Dos and Tres. The force of the impact made the three bullies fly momentarily and hit the tree behind the trashcan. The three laid under the tree, disoriented for a few seconds, before a voice broke them out of their stupor.

"Woohoo, boys! Over here!"

Uno shook his head and glared at the voice's owner.

A few feet away from them was Frida Suárez, who cheekily wiggled her fingers at them, sporting a smug, amused smile on her face.

Uno growled while Dos and Tres silently glared at her. The three tried to get up, ready to beat the little blue-haired brat up, but the girl was quicker. She pulled back the strap from her red googles like a slingshot and let go, making the googles fly out of her hand and directly towards their target… a beehive sitting right above their heads.

The beehive fell right on Uno's lap. The three bullies processed to play a game of hot potato, not wanting to suffer from the bees' horrible stings, while running around in circles, trying to avoid the angry bees.

Frida took this opportunity to get her googles and lift the trashcan back up again while they were distracted. She aimed and kicked the trashcan at them. The three bullies only noticed it before it was too late. Their eyes almost popped out of their sockets before the trashcan hit them, engulfed the three and went straight into Vice-Principal Chakal's office, breaking through the door.

Uno, Dos and Tres slowly peeked out from the trashcan, trembling as they prayed the malicious man wasn't around his office. Unfortunately, they came face-to-face with the demon himself.

The red-haired Vice-Principal was shaking with fury. "What?! Who?! How?! MY OFFICE!" He glared at the three boys and yelled. "You three hooligans were the cause of this! TEN WEEKS DETENTION!"

Outside in the patio, Frida dusted off her hands with a satisfied smirk on her face. "Heh, and you said fútbol was a waste of time," she said as she approached Sergio. She helped him up and out of the locker. "You okay?"

The Italian boy looked at her in bewilderment. He certainly hadn't seen that coming!

Frida waved her hand in front of the boys face. "Hellooo? Sergio! Earth to Sergio!"

Sergio shook his head and smiled at her. "Frida, I-"

"You okay, dude?" Frida asked worriedly, raising an eyebrow at his weird behavior.

"Yes, I'm… I'm okay…" he trailed off. "That was amazing, bella! Where-a did you learn to do that?" he asked the blue-haired girl, dusting off his clothes.

"What, that? C'mon, dude, I've been doing stuff like this since I was five or something. Nothing special! I mean, you know I faced off against villains without the help of any powers back in middle school with… Manny…" she trailed off, feeling a bit awkward all of a sudden, not having touched the subject of Manny in months.

"I remember," Sergio quickly retorted and grabbed her hand. "Like when you snatched the El Tigre Belt from my hands. You really caught me by surprise then, you know?"

"Oh, yeah… back when you used my trust and good intentions to turn all the students against Manny… and then enslaved all our classmates, including me." Frida snidely remarked. "'Counselor', huh?"

Sergio chuckled nervously. "Well, I… you know how us villains are. We seize the opportunity, hehe." Frida just raised an eyebrow, her eyes half-lidded. "And well… I didn't exactly have feelings for you yet, my love. I would've never done anything to you otherwise."

"Uh-huh," Frida frowned. "Like when you and Dr. Whatever tried to stomp on me?"

"C'mon, bella, I thought we had worked through this already! I'm sorry, beyond sorry, I-"

"Relax, dude," Frida laughed. "I'm just messing with ya."

"Oh… oh," Sergio sighed in relief. He made a mental note to make it up to her for that incident, nevertheless, still feeling quite bad about it himself.

"So…" Frida continued after a pause. "What do you mean by 'not exactly'?"

Sergio shrugged. "I didn't have serious feelings for you yet, but I did find you very pretty."

"Oh?" Frida smiled. "And with my awesome moves you began to see I was more than just a pretty face and then fell hard and fast," she joked.

Sergio chuckled. "Something like that, yes," he admitted, smiling up at Frida.

Frida lightly wacked him on the shoulder, "Get out."

"It was truly amazing though," Sergio complimented her. "Just like today."

"Not bad for a powerless ex-sidekick, huh?" Frida jokingly asked.

Sergio frowned briefly before smiling sweetly at her. "Anyone who's had your support should consider themselves lucky, my lil' buttercup," he squeezed her hand. "I know I am… You're all kinds of amazing, ya know?"

Frida smiled back, feeling a little bashful from his compliments, and looked away momentarily. "Yeah, yeah… But you know, I'm surprised you even needed help today," she turned to him. "With those bullies and all. I mean, couldn't you just have…?"

"I know what you mean, cara, and trust me, I too wish I could just vanquish those fools, but… I have a secret identity to protect. Even trying to get back at them in secret could be dangerous, and I would rather not waste time and resources on mere bullies.

"Besides," he continued, "as much as I hate it, the image of being a weak little nerd helps me more than I'd like to admit. Who would suspect someone like me," he gestured to himself, "to be Señor Siniestro?"

Frida couldn't argue with that- even she had to admit his Señor Siniestro disguise was good.

"People often let themselves be fooled by appearances, my dear. And with that, they let even the biggest treasures go by, without realizing their true worth and potential," Sergio smiled at her and squeezed her hand again. Frida smiled back.

"With you by my side, I don't think I'll even have to worry about those three anymore though," he laughed. "If you'll continue to help me with your support, that is."

Frida raised an eyebrow, both amused and touched by his speech.

"Will do, dude, will do."

Author's note: And, here it is, another piece that's been complete for a while. I tried to make something close to the series humor/action, and I honestly had a lot of fun with this one.

Also, for those wondering, Uno, Dos and Tres are those three bullies that often bother Manny, like in 'Yellow Pantera'. (and yes, according to the credits, those are their 'names')

Hope you guys enjoyed it. There's another update next week.