Fandom: PR: SPD
Pairing: None, well maybe Jack/Sky if you squint
Warnings: Written at 2:30 in the morning. ^_^
Note: Written for starandrea's puppy pile matching meme. And hey! I actually finished something. Go me!
It would be entirely fair to say that this was all Jack’s fault. Granted, Sky usually liked to think that things were Jack’s fault, but only because they frequently were. Unless it was Bridge’s fault. Or Boom’s. And, okay, maybe once or twice they’d been caught in a bad situation because of his own issues. But really? This was all Jack’s fault. And everyone should really be reminded of that before they started treating Sky like he was the idiot.
“This is all Jack’s fault,” he muttered, pitching his voice so that he could pretend to be talking to himself. There were several muffled groans from the other side of his quarters.
Sky waited a moment; but, when no other comments were forthcoming, he repeated himself. “I said, ‘This is all Jack’s fault.”
“Yes,” Jack hissed, sitting up from his spot on the floor to glare at the blue ranger. “Yes, we all get it Sky. Jack screwed up. Next time my brilliant, perfect 2IC tells me that the giant robot is about to fall on the power plant, I promise to just let him squash you instead of plunging New Tech into the next ice age. Now will you quit being smug and superior and get down here?” He folded his arms across his chest, and Sky was tempted to tell him that he looked about four years old wearing his pajamas and pouting like that.
But then they’d have to fight about that too, and he didn’t want to have another fight. He wanted to be warm. So, with a disgruntled sigh and the air of a martyr, Sky wrapped his blanket around himself and stood up.
“Finally,” Jack muttered and flopped back down. Sky could hear him still chattering away at himself, something about ‘hypothermia’ and ‘serve him right’ and ‘pain in my frozen ass’ but chose to ignore it. Instead he quickly crossed the freezing room, added his blanket to the pile covering his teammates and wiggled into the spot between Jack and Syd.
The group sleepily shifted to accommodate him, Syd flipping over to curl into Bridge, Z scooting over so Jack could make a space, Jack throwing one arm over Sky as he settled into the B-squad nest. Sky burrowed under the covers, backed up so he was pressed against Syd’s warm back and pressed his cold nose into Jack’s neck. The sweet music of Jack’s protesting yelp sang him to sleep.
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