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Title: Not That Predictable
Fandom: Power Rangers: RPM
Pairing: Flynn/Dillion
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: It’s not my toy box. I own nothing and am merely playing.
Summary: Dillion proves to Flynn that he’s full of surprises.
Note: Because apparently I’ve developed a Flynn muse. I was very tempted to make this more than 200 words.
Not That Predictable:
“What did you just call me?” Dillion asked.
“Predictable,” Flynn grinned before he added, “Might have to change it though, perfectly predictable might suit ya better.”
Dillion glared as he stalked over. Flynn gave him a pointed look.
“Am not,” Flynn supplied in a gruff voice before arguing in his own, “Are too. We could go at it all day.”
Dillion frowned, “Why would you think I was predictable?”
“Watching you and Scott, and you and Summer.”
“If I’m predictable, what’s going to happen next?”
Flynn smiled, “Give it time, you’ll become one of the team, maybe even make us accept your sidekick. Scott and you, you’ll work things out. You and Summer…”
“What about me and Summer?”
“Can’t deny it, you see she likes you.”
Dillion tilted his head and smirked, “Don’t date girls.”
“Who said Summer was a girl?”
“Don’t date women then,” Dillion countered, “Let me guess, your next prediction will be that I want Scott…”
“Depends, are you into tension or datin’ your friends?”
Dillion crossed his arms, “Thought I was predictable.”
Flynn smiled, “Give me a moment, I’ll have you…”
He was cut off as Dillion pulled him in, shut him up with a kiss.
Fandom: Power Rangers: RPM
Pairing: Flynn/Dillion
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: It’s not my toy box. I own nothing and am merely playing.
Summary: Dillion proves to Flynn that he’s full of surprises.
Note: Because apparently I’ve developed a Flynn muse. I was very tempted to make this more than 200 words.
Not That Predictable:
“What did you just call me?” Dillion asked.
“Predictable,” Flynn grinned before he added, “Might have to change it though, perfectly predictable might suit ya better.”
Dillion glared as he stalked over. Flynn gave him a pointed look.
“Am not,” Flynn supplied in a gruff voice before arguing in his own, “Are too. We could go at it all day.”
Dillion frowned, “Why would you think I was predictable?”
“Watching you and Scott, and you and Summer.”
“If I’m predictable, what’s going to happen next?”
Flynn smiled, “Give it time, you’ll become one of the team, maybe even make us accept your sidekick. Scott and you, you’ll work things out. You and Summer…”
“What about me and Summer?”
“Can’t deny it, you see she likes you.”
Dillion tilted his head and smirked, “Don’t date girls.”
“Who said Summer was a girl?”
“Don’t date women then,” Dillion countered, “Let me guess, your next prediction will be that I want Scott…”
“Depends, are you into tension or datin’ your friends?”
Dillion crossed his arms, “Thought I was predictable.”
Flynn smiled, “Give me a moment, I’ll have you…”
He was cut off as Dillion pulled him in, shut him up with a kiss.