Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers, song/title comes from 'The Man Who Knew Too Little' and Doris Day.
A/N: No apologies, I wanted my pony.
When Summer had first seen her room, she'd fought very hard not to fall back on her old ways. Yes, her closet back home had been of an equal size, and her room at least twice that, but she hadn't used all of the space, it had simply been there for size. Her room now comfortable fit a full size bed, desk and dresser, with her closet sharing the wall with Scott's room, providing a modicum of sound proofing, and her full bath was centered on the wall opposite. Across from the door out into the Garage, however, was Summer's most precious feature. The overly large bay window led out to the fire escape, there was a set of stairs that extended to the ground, and a ladder leading to the roof. Earlier that day, the stairs had given her access to the catwalk when she'd been hunting Tanaya, but it was the roof that made Summer's room worth while.
With Dr K's permission, Summer had turned the area near her ladder into a place where she could practice katas, meditate, or even sun bathe, should she have that rare gift of 'free time'. Best of all, the second fire escape let out into an empty room, so she had her sanctuary all to herself. Or at least, she remembered, it had been empty. But Dillon seemed to be content with hiding in his room and had yet to explore the fire escape outside his window.
Tonight, Summer hadn't climbed to the roof, but simply sat on the small bench she'd put outside her window and brushed her hair. It wasn't easy to keep her long hair tangle-free, but she was resistant to Dr K's suggestion that she cut it all off. She loved her hair, tangles and all, and it would take a lot more determination to make her chop it off.
Once it was brushed, Summer turned to her favorite pastime, jewelry making. She didn't wear jewelry much anymore, but she had found it peaceful to design and put together everything from the simple shell necklace that Flynn always wore, to the tiara that she had used to celebrate her eighteenth birthday a year ago. Tonight, she was working on a necklace for Dillon, similar to the one Flynn wore, and that Scott had, somewhere in that disaster area of a room. For Dillon, Summer had chosen to use only black beads, but to use a few different sizes to give it an aesthetic quality. After Dillon, she had designs for Ziggy and Dr K as well, plans that had been bubbling out of her mind since she'd first realized that Dr K was a girl and that she was forming a friendship with the Green Ranger.
A gentle wind blew through the night, and the occasional bird or insect cry made it easy for Summer to forget that she was living in an artificial environment protected by a dome under siege from a computer, and that she was tasked to defend said environment and dome from said computer. For a moment, she was just another girl.
She heard the camera near her perch swivel for a moment before turning back to the alley and knew that Dr K had left the control tower, a sound followed by the heavy tread of Flynn, coming up from getting his 'midnight snack', Summer thought with a smile.
"Que sera sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera sera
What will be, will be"
Summer's smile grew, even as her curiosity grew, who was playing that song? She didn't think it was Scott or Flynn; they were too much into rap music for this.
"ZIGGY, SHUT THAT MUSIC OFF!" Scott bellowed suddenly and Summer was hard put to not giggle as the music faded away. Somehow, she hadn't thought Ziggy was the one listening to it, but at the same time, it struck her as amusingly appropriate.