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[guardian_of_hope]

 “This is Summer,” Scott said, indicating the yellow ranger.

“How do you label her?” Sydney said tartly.

Scott winked at Summer, “Summer’s our yellow, but she’s also a ‘pretty pink princess’ deep inside.”

Summer socked him the shoulder, hard.

“See,” Flynn said, “she’s pretty, smart, delicate.” An open palm stike to his chest robbed him of breathe.

“Kind, gentle,” Scott finished and fell back under Summer’s abrupt knee to the gut.

It worked though, the “SPD Rangers” weren’t leveling the blasters at them, even if they hadn’t quite holstered them yet.


Pedal to the Metal piece, at one point, I thought it was funny(?)