Of Anime, Poetry and Falling in Love: Mack and Rose
Disclaimer: I have nothing.
Challenge: History
Timeframe: Post It's Hammer Time
Summary: "It never hurts to brush up on your history, Mack."
Rose settled in to her shift at the command center, a large book about Norse Mythology balanced on the table before her. Being a ranger was exciting, but the appearance of Thor and Loki, real live gods, was simply too much; the epitome of awesome…for her anyway.
"You are such a geek, Rose," Mack teased as he came down the stairs from the main house. "I'm sure there's nothing in your book that you don't already know." He cracked a grin at the pink ranger.
Rose smiled back at him. "It never hurts to brush up on your history, Mack. And since we just met two gods, why not? Who knows what other figures and creatures will show up along the way to the jewels?"
"Good point," he replied as he crossed the brightly lit room to sit beside her. "Except it's mythology, not real history. Just tales to tell kids before bedtime, right?"
"Look what happened with Moltor and Flurious," retorted Rose. "Most myths are based in facts."
"You and your legends," Mack said, still teasing.
"Don't you have a video game to play or a graphic novel to read or something? I'd really like to finish this tonight, you know." Rose didn't mind the red ranger's companionship most times, but right now he seemed to want nothing more than to annoy her to no end.
"You're way better company," Mack answered softly. "I'll be quiet if you really want me to be but I'm not leaving."
"Oh Mack," Rose sighed exasperatedly. "All right. But really, I mean it. Quiet."
He made a zipping motion and pretended to throw away the key. Rose smiled again and turned back to the book, very aware of the red ranger's eyes on her.