Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers.
Danny watched as Max lit the last of the citronella candles and sighed. Max looked at him and smiled, "What?"
"Nothing," Danny said, "I'm just being happy."
Max wandered over, pausing to get two beers from the cooler, "What are you happy about?"
"This," Danny said, accepting a beer, "us; alone."
Max slipped onto the lounger beside him, "It is nice," he admitted, resting his head on Danny's shoulder.
"It's peaceful," Danny said.
Max stared at the stars, picking out the North Star, "It is," he agreed finally. "I'm glad we decided to rent the place."
"Me to," Danny murmured.