Of Anime, Poetry and Falling in Love: Mack and Rose
Disclaimer: Do I look like I have Mickey Mouse ears?
Challenge: Power
Timeframe: Somewhere after Weather or Not
Summary: It was what made them power rangers.
He said it so easily. Power rangers. She loved being a ranger-getting to save the world in her favorite color? How completely incredible- but saying the words still felt weird to her, like becoming one of the few who were chosen to bear the power was part of some strange dream she just couldn't wake up from.
Rose loved every second of it- researching every scrap of information about the Corona Aurora she could get her hands on, cracking the codes, traveling the world in search of the five ancient jewels. It would be exciting for anyone.
And it wasn't just the adventures, either. She was very fond of her teammates, despite the fact that they sometimes annoyed her. Will with his stories about places he'd recovered artifacts from, Dax with his stunt moves, and Ronny with her tales of racing; Rose liked hearing about all of her teammates' own adventures.
Then there was Mack, who had never gotten to have any adventures until he'd taken the Tracker. Rose was especially fond of the handsome red ranger. He might not have had many experiences to share, but he was always up for a discussion about the latest fiction works or simply sitting in silence with her curled up close to him.
They were all so different, but Rose thought that was what made them work well together. That was what made them power rangers.