A/N: And I'm back! Both back on FanFic and back in the States! I swear I can't write anything for at least a month after finals. It also doesn't help that I discovered the show Flashpoint around finals times and may or may not have become slightly obsessed with it... Anyways, here's a Tegan and Garth piece for your reading pleasure. As always I had a blast writing these two. DISCLAIMER: Any thing, one, or place you may recognize belongs solely to Kristen Britain. Sadly, I cannot claim anything except the plot. Enjoy!

Prompt: A plot bunny that popped into my head

After a stressful week of moving into the new Rider wing, a flurry of message runs, and preparations for the upcoming royal wedding, the members of the Green Rider Messenger Corps were taking a well-deserved afternoon off. They had been sitting around in the common room when someone suggested an impromptu game of hide and seek. The idea was met with great enthusiasm, particularly by Garth and Tegan. Garth thought it was a great idea. He and his siblings had played the game constantly when they were growing up. He was so far undefeated, although Tegan was determined to change that. So far he had eluded her and planned to continue to do so. He loved teasing her about it. She considered it a very personal affront that she had yet to catch him.

The game was quickly arranged with only two rules. First, you could only hide within the Rider wing and second, any space in the Rider wing was fair game. Tegan was chosen as the first Seeker and all twenty Riders scattered to hide as soon as she closed her eyes and started counting.

Garth ran out in the hall trying to think of a place to hide that was large enough for him to fit in. He went trotting down the hallway before finally remembering a giant wardrobe they had installed earlier in the week in Tegan's quarters. He grinned. That would be the last place anyone would look for him, especially Tegan.

He pushed the door to her room open and immediately spotted the massive piece of cherry wood furniture squatting against the far wall. He could hear Tegan's countdown coming to a close as he strode across the room and opened the door. Except for a fresh uniform it was completely empty. Garth folded himself inside and closed the doors just as Tegan cried out, "Ready or not here I come!" Garth grinned and shifted to a more comfortable position as he waited.

He could hear calls of "Found you!" or "No fair!" echoing down the corridor. He wondered how long it would take Tegan to find all twenty Riders. The longer Garth sat in the dark, quiet confines of the wardrobe the more he began to realize exactly how tired he was. He'd had a long night with Yates at the Cock and Hen and then spent this morning helping with the renovation efforts in the Rider wing. His eyelids were beginning to grow heavy.

"Maybe I'll just close my eyes for a bit until someone comes to get me," he reasoned with himself as he stifled a yawn. Within seconds he was sound asleep.

Tegan and her fellow Riders were baffled. Garth seemed to have vanished into thin air, which was a pretty good feat for a man of his stature and size. She knew he claimed to be a hide and seek champion back home, but this? This was impressive.

They had searched the Rider wing for over an hour looking for him before finally giving up, figuring that he would show up eventually. Tegan guessed he must have fallen asleep wherever he was hiding. He had looked fairly tired earlier. She shook her head at her friend as she entered her room to retire for the night. After returning from a message run last night and helping move furniture and such this morning she was bushed.

Once she was in her room she shrugged off her overcoat and carried it over to her new wardrobe. Tegan wondered what Garth had been thinking placing this monstrosity in her room. She didn't own enough clothes to fill even a third of the hulking wardrobe. She tugged the door open and promptly shrieked as a large and distinctly human shaped object tumbled out of the wardrobe with an undignified yelp.

Tegan was bowled over and found herself on the cold stone floor of her room pinned underneath Garth himself. The big goof had hidden himself in her wardrobe. He looked at her with a surprised expression that was probably a mirror of her own before one of his characteristic lop-sided grins slowly crept across his face.

"So did I win?"

Tegan slapped his arm as her heart rate slowed back to normal. "Of course you won you great oaf! The game ended hours ago, which you would've known if you hadn't been dead to the world inside my wardrobe," she informed him. "Now get off me before I suffocate!"

She felt him chuckle deep in his chest as she pushed himself up so that he was kneeling and then got to his feet. He offered her a hand and pulled her up to her feet. Tegan dusted herself off and escorted her friend to the door. She still couldn't believe that he had been hiding in her wardrobe of all places the entire time. She was kicking herself for not thinking of it earlier. He was good she had to hand it to him.

"Goodnight Garth," she said opening the door for him and motioning the way out.

"Goodnight Tegan," he said stepping out into the corridor. He turned back to her with a cheeky grin plastered on his face, "Oh, by the way, you still haven't caught me yet."

Tegan stuck her tongue out at him before slamming the door in his face. She could hear his bellowing laughter follow him down the corridor.

A/N: Alright people, I know it's been a while, but as always I would love to know what you think. Leave me a message after this note. Thanks~Naomi