Title: Something about Redheads

Summary: There's just something weird about redheads.

Genre: I have no clue, humour? Okay re-reading this, there is NO romance…

Rating: T because of some swearing

Warning/s: None, I should state that the first part is written in the original Storm Hawks time, the second part is written in the new Storm Hawks time. So first part does contain OCs to fill in the storm hawks.

Disclaimer: I do not own Storm Hawks; only Thorn, Tern and Rose.

Something about Redheads

Ace shivered, he was freezing. Something that should not be happening, he was wrapped in four layers of clothing.

Thorn shivered with him, their crystal specialist did not have that much clothes to accommodate the freezing weather. She was huddled close to Rose, their sharpshooter's wife, to try and keep herself warm.

Tern, the sharpshooter, was currently huddled in the warmest part of the Condor's front, the warmest area of the ship.

"Why d-don't w-we invest in a heater?" Ace stuttered, rubbing his arms to try and get some warmth,

"Because," their carrier pilot sighed, as he looked at his freezing teammates, "this area is not known for its cold season. So we didn't know what we were getting into."

Right then their leader, Lightning Strike (or Arden known to the team), walked in; Ace stared, all of them did. They could not help it; the redhead was wearing warm weather clothes.

"What?" Arden asked as he noticed his teammates' stares, as he stood next to Ace. A decision he was later going to regret.

"Aren't you cold?" Thorn asked, still shivering.

"No, should I be?"

"Yes," Ace muttered as he moved closer to the leader, desperate to gain some sort of warmth, even if it meant from another person. In his desperate attempt to be warmed, he moved a little too close and accidently bumped into Arden.

Ace paused…then stared at him.

"Why are y-you staring at me?" Arden question slightly moving backwards, which was a mistake on his part. This movement made Ace grab his shoulders and hoist himself up so the redhead was holding him.

"Holy shit, you're sooo warm." Ace sighed in content, finally not freezing.

"Why are you in my arms?" Poor Arden, he was confused.

"Somehow you defy nature by being warm in this horrible freezing environment, I think it's the hair."

"You always think it's my hair."

"Whatever, just don't stop being warm."

Arden sighed, accepting that today was just going to be one of those weird days.

-NewStormHawksTime-

Finn was freezing and it was not funny…Piper should not be giggling at his misfortune. It was not his fault that his room got attacked and all of his winter clothes got burnt…oddly enough.

Shivering, he crept closer to Junko, hoping that the wallop would have some warmth to spare due to his size.

Life was not on his side today, he was still freezing his arse off. Moving back to his original spot, he resigned to his fate. That he was going to freeze.

A brilliant idea hit Finn; he could go to the spare room he was now residing in and cocoon himself in the blankets. After all the team were doing nothing this particular day. It was pure genius; he did not know why he hadn't thought of it before. So, with this new plan he headed off to curl up in bed.

This resulted in him bumping into Aerrow, proceeding to stare at the leader.

Aerrow shuffled nervously at the stare Finn gave him, it was quite unusual for Finn to do that. Let alone be staying that still…well for Finn to stay still was quite unnatural in itself.

"Finn, why are you staring at me?" Aerrow question, not even sure if he wanted to know the answer. Suddenly, the blond moved quickly and only Aerrow's reflexes kept him from dropping Finn as he launched onto the redhead.

"Finn," Aerrow questioned as the blond snugged up to him, "Why did you just do that?"

"Don't blame me, it's your fault."

"How is it my fault?"

"For being so damn warm," Finn mumbled, tightening his grip on his friend, in case Aerrow decided to drop him. "It's not my fault I was freezing."

And so Aerrow rolled his eyes at the tactics of the sharpshooter.

Funny how history repeats itself in the smallest ways…or it could just be something about redheads that make them unusually warm in cold areas.

A/N I actually know a redhead who has that trait, also know someone who has freezing hands all the time, even if the weather is in it's late thirty degrees.