Fic: Happy Birthday, Mack!; PG; Power Rangers Kendrix and Mack
A sequel to "Everyone Else Was Safe".
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Kendrix talks to a depressed Mack on his birthday.
“How is he, Spencer?” The butler, while giving an air of not being surprised, nearly jumped at the voice behind him. He supposed it was because he was used to everyone in the house being loud and often calling him from down the hall that Kendrix’s quiet voice from behind startled him. Fortunately, if she noticed, she didn’t mention it.
“As well as can be, Miss Kendrix,” Spencer answered. “He hasn’t taken it well this year.”
“I got the letter,” she agreed. “I’ve never been to a birthday that was either for an eighteen-year-old or a three-year-old. If it hadn’t been Mack, I wouldn’t have been sure on a present.”
“I can assume that you chose a present for some one turning eighteen?” Spencer hoped and Kendrix shyly lifted up a small, rectangular, wrapped package. “Very good, Miss Kendrix.”
“Some of his friends were less sympathetic?” She offered and Spencer nodded.
“Ronny, Will, and Xander each got him a toddler toy in addition to an actual present, I’m afraid,” he answered and Kendrix winced. Of things that Mack was more sensitive over, being a former android was high on the list. That and sleeping but the second she could understand. She’d been afraid to sleep for that first bit of time as well. She clutched the present to her and nodded.
“Thank you, Spencer,” she said. “I’ll see what I can do.”
“Thank you, Miss Kendrix,” Spencer answered and turned in the opposite direction to finish the cake. Kendrix took a deep breath and headed into the room, sitting down next to him.
“Hey, Tin Man,” she said gently. “Your party is going to start soon.”
Mack kept staring at the window, clearing upset over the whole thing. After a minute, he turned to her. “Hey, Excalibur.”
She set the present to the side and gently wrapped an arm around his shoulder. “You’re eighteen. Not three.”
“Not technically,” he muttered and she shrugged.
“Well, that’s a technicality. Leo says I’m not allowed to base my life around them so neither can you. When the Sentential Knight brought you back, he made you look like you, not like a three-year-old,” she reminded him. He smiled at her.
“I didn’t think you’d make it,” he whispered and she shook her head.
“I nearly had to hijack Andros’ ship, but I made it,” she answered proudly before thinking for a minute. “Which is definitely the better scenario considering we broke the last one.”
He laughed and rolled his eyes. “Thanks for coming, Kendrix.”
“You’re welcome, Mack. Here,” she said, handing him the present. “I think you’ll like it.”
He opened it, carefully tearing through the wrapping paper and grinning as he saw the top book. “His new book!” Mack said cheerfully and then frowned as he looked at the second. “But I already have this one.”
“Open it,” she said shyly. He did and his eyes widened. Inside was a page of writing finishing with the author’s signature as a heart felt signing to Mack. He looked at the information to see First Edition on the page and he looked at her.
“This is great!” He said enthusiastically. “Kendrix, how did you do it?”
“I had the copy,” she admitted. “Other than that, it was a matter of bribing T.J. into getting it signed for me. He said his name, your name, and the word present and the author was more than happy to help. Do you like it?”
“I love it!” He answered. “Thanks, Kendrix!”
She looked a little embarrassed but smiled back at him. “I don’t know if you’re interested, but Andros said that if he’s being a chauffeur anyway, he can let you come back to Mirinoi with me to visit and then drop you back off. As sort of a secondary present.”
Mack’s eyes lit up. “That would be cool,” he answered with a huge grin. After a minute, he sighed and looked at her. “So, I think we should probably head back to the party.”
Kendrix nodded. “Ready, Tin Man?”
Mack faked a groan. “Why’d I tell you that anyway? I knew I should have left out the part about my heart racing.”
“Oh, you enjoy it,” she teased. “Besides, your nickname for me isn’t even accurate.”
“Like I’d call you ‘Arthur’,” he answered with a slight snort. “And yes, I know it wasn’t the sword in the stone but it sounds cool.”
“Mack,” she said with a slight sigh, but then dropped it. “Happy Birthday.”
“Thanks,” he answered. He glanced down at the books in his hand, setting them down before heading into the main room. He glanced around and finally went over to play a round of pool with Will. His other guests gathered round, quickly choosing sides half-way evenly. Kira and Ronny playfully argued against Rose and Tori that Will was going to win while Tyzonn and Xander pitted themselves against each other in a discussion of which contender was the better player. Dax stayed oblivious to the fake fighting and cheered Mack at his side, causing the former android to turn a little redder which Kendrix noticed from where she was standing. She smiled to herself and turned to Adam who looked just as out of place as she did being so much older than the others.
“You’re a miracle worker, Kendrix,” he told her quietly and she smiled.
“No, I just know him,” she answered before looking at him seriously. “So, tell me what you know about Dax. I want to know everything.”
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Kendrix talks to a depressed Mack on his birthday.
“How is he, Spencer?” The butler, while giving an air of not being surprised, nearly jumped at the voice behind him. He supposed it was because he was used to everyone in the house being loud and often calling him from down the hall that Kendrix’s quiet voice from behind startled him. Fortunately, if she noticed, she didn’t mention it.
“As well as can be, Miss Kendrix,” Spencer answered. “He hasn’t taken it well this year.”
“I got the letter,” she agreed. “I’ve never been to a birthday that was either for an eighteen-year-old or a three-year-old. If it hadn’t been Mack, I wouldn’t have been sure on a present.”
“I can assume that you chose a present for some one turning eighteen?” Spencer hoped and Kendrix shyly lifted up a small, rectangular, wrapped package. “Very good, Miss Kendrix.”
“Some of his friends were less sympathetic?” She offered and Spencer nodded.
“Ronny, Will, and Xander each got him a toddler toy in addition to an actual present, I’m afraid,” he answered and Kendrix winced. Of things that Mack was more sensitive over, being a former android was high on the list. That and sleeping but the second she could understand. She’d been afraid to sleep for that first bit of time as well. She clutched the present to her and nodded.
“Thank you, Spencer,” she said. “I’ll see what I can do.”
“Thank you, Miss Kendrix,” Spencer answered and turned in the opposite direction to finish the cake. Kendrix took a deep breath and headed into the room, sitting down next to him.
“Hey, Tin Man,” she said gently. “Your party is going to start soon.”
Mack kept staring at the window, clearing upset over the whole thing. After a minute, he turned to her. “Hey, Excalibur.”
She set the present to the side and gently wrapped an arm around his shoulder. “You’re eighteen. Not three.”
“Not technically,” he muttered and she shrugged.
“Well, that’s a technicality. Leo says I’m not allowed to base my life around them so neither can you. When the Sentential Knight brought you back, he made you look like you, not like a three-year-old,” she reminded him. He smiled at her.
“I didn’t think you’d make it,” he whispered and she shook her head.
“I nearly had to hijack Andros’ ship, but I made it,” she answered proudly before thinking for a minute. “Which is definitely the better scenario considering we broke the last one.”
He laughed and rolled his eyes. “Thanks for coming, Kendrix.”
“You’re welcome, Mack. Here,” she said, handing him the present. “I think you’ll like it.”
He opened it, carefully tearing through the wrapping paper and grinning as he saw the top book. “His new book!” Mack said cheerfully and then frowned as he looked at the second. “But I already have this one.”
“Open it,” she said shyly. He did and his eyes widened. Inside was a page of writing finishing with the author’s signature as a heart felt signing to Mack. He looked at the information to see First Edition on the page and he looked at her.
“This is great!” He said enthusiastically. “Kendrix, how did you do it?”
“I had the copy,” she admitted. “Other than that, it was a matter of bribing T.J. into getting it signed for me. He said his name, your name, and the word present and the author was more than happy to help. Do you like it?”
“I love it!” He answered. “Thanks, Kendrix!”
She looked a little embarrassed but smiled back at him. “I don’t know if you’re interested, but Andros said that if he’s being a chauffeur anyway, he can let you come back to Mirinoi with me to visit and then drop you back off. As sort of a secondary present.”
Mack’s eyes lit up. “That would be cool,” he answered with a huge grin. After a minute, he sighed and looked at her. “So, I think we should probably head back to the party.”
Kendrix nodded. “Ready, Tin Man?”
Mack faked a groan. “Why’d I tell you that anyway? I knew I should have left out the part about my heart racing.”
“Oh, you enjoy it,” she teased. “Besides, your nickname for me isn’t even accurate.”
“Like I’d call you ‘Arthur’,” he answered with a slight snort. “And yes, I know it wasn’t the sword in the stone but it sounds cool.”
“Mack,” she said with a slight sigh, but then dropped it. “Happy Birthday.”
“Thanks,” he answered. He glanced down at the books in his hand, setting them down before heading into the main room. He glanced around and finally went over to play a round of pool with Will. His other guests gathered round, quickly choosing sides half-way evenly. Kira and Ronny playfully argued against Rose and Tori that Will was going to win while Tyzonn and Xander pitted themselves against each other in a discussion of which contender was the better player. Dax stayed oblivious to the fake fighting and cheered Mack at his side, causing the former android to turn a little redder which Kendrix noticed from where she was standing. She smiled to herself and turned to Adam who looked just as out of place as she did being so much older than the others.
“You’re a miracle worker, Kendrix,” he told her quietly and she smiled.
“No, I just know him,” she answered before looking at him seriously. “So, tell me what you know about Dax. I want to know everything.”