Fic: The Music That Our Souls Are Govern By
Fic: The Music Which Our Souls Are Govern By
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Dr. K wants him to turn off that music, well…Ziggy just wants to dance or hum…or sing. Pre-Dr. K/Ziggy pairing
Disclaimer: Don’t own them.
5_true loves theme: 4. 80s music
Dr. K winced slightly as the music grew louder. She cursed softly for the other rangers for leaving Ziggy alone. Why didn’t they take him? Oh, right…he had no interest in seeing Summer’s parents or meeting Flynn’s dad or Scott and Dillon’s racing through the countryside. So…instead he is doing something the kitchen…with music. The music per say was driving her nuts and distracting her from very important work.
She slipped from her computer chair and headed toward the kitchen. The music grew louder.
Call me a joker, call me a fool
Right at this moment I’m totally cool.
Clear as a crystal, sharp as a knife
Sometimes, it feels like I’m going too fast
I don’t know long this feeling will last
She stopped at the sight of Ziggy moving his hips from side to side. He hummed softly as he cracked some eggs on the side of the frying pan. The eggs made a sizzling sound on the pan. He continued humming the song as he dropped the egg shells in trash. He went over to hit the ancient cd player and started playing another song.
You with the sad eyes
Don’t be discouraged
Oh I realize
It’s hard to take courage in a world full of people
You can lost sight of it all
And the darkness inside you can make you feel so small
He twisted around on tips of his toes. Now, if only he showed this amount of agile during training. She opened her mouth to stop this nonsense then he started singing. Her eyes widen in shock. His voice sounded pleasing to the ear. His voice didn’t miss a beat as he picked up the spatula and scrambled the eggs. It amazed her on how well his voice blended perfectly with the music. He scooped up the eggs from the pan and dropped onto a nearby plate. He wandered back over to the cd player and hit another button.
On the floors of Tokyo
Or down in London town to go, go
With the record selection and the mirror reflection
I'm dancing with myself
Instead of going back to singing, he started dancing around. It amused her slightly. The way he danced was much like the way he fought. After watching him for a few moments, she could see…the poetry in it. His arms moved from side to side with their own accord. His feet slipped across the floor and his hips move…
She turned away when she started to blush. Suddenly, the music stopped.
“Hey, Doc. You want some eggs?” Ziggy said happily.
Her head snapped her head upward and gave him a look.
“No, I want you turn down your music,” She said coolly.
“Gotcha,” He said with a wave.
She huffed and stomped back to her lab.
She spent the rest of her day trying to get the image of Ziggy dancing out of her head.
End of The Music Which Our Souls Are Govern By
A/N: <.< Yes, I wrote one. Do I get a cookie now? :)
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Dr. K wants him to turn off that music, well…Ziggy just wants to dance or hum…or sing. Pre-Dr. K/Ziggy pairing
Disclaimer: Don’t own them.
5_true loves theme: 4. 80s music
Dr. K winced slightly as the music grew louder. She cursed softly for the other rangers for leaving Ziggy alone. Why didn’t they take him? Oh, right…he had no interest in seeing Summer’s parents or meeting Flynn’s dad or Scott and Dillon’s racing through the countryside. So…instead he is doing something the kitchen…with music. The music per say was driving her nuts and distracting her from very important work.
She slipped from her computer chair and headed toward the kitchen. The music grew louder.
Call me a joker, call me a fool
Right at this moment I’m totally cool.
Clear as a crystal, sharp as a knife
Sometimes, it feels like I’m going too fast
I don’t know long this feeling will last
She stopped at the sight of Ziggy moving his hips from side to side. He hummed softly as he cracked some eggs on the side of the frying pan. The eggs made a sizzling sound on the pan. He continued humming the song as he dropped the egg shells in trash. He went over to hit the ancient cd player and started playing another song.
You with the sad eyes
Don’t be discouraged
Oh I realize
It’s hard to take courage in a world full of people
You can lost sight of it all
And the darkness inside you can make you feel so small
He twisted around on tips of his toes. Now, if only he showed this amount of agile during training. She opened her mouth to stop this nonsense then he started singing. Her eyes widen in shock. His voice sounded pleasing to the ear. His voice didn’t miss a beat as he picked up the spatula and scrambled the eggs. It amazed her on how well his voice blended perfectly with the music. He scooped up the eggs from the pan and dropped onto a nearby plate. He wandered back over to the cd player and hit another button.
On the floors of Tokyo
Or down in London town to go, go
With the record selection and the mirror reflection
I'm dancing with myself
Instead of going back to singing, he started dancing around. It amused her slightly. The way he danced was much like the way he fought. After watching him for a few moments, she could see…the poetry in it. His arms moved from side to side with their own accord. His feet slipped across the floor and his hips move…
She turned away when she started to blush. Suddenly, the music stopped.
“Hey, Doc. You want some eggs?” Ziggy said happily.
Her head snapped her head upward and gave him a look.
“No, I want you turn down your music,” She said coolly.
“Gotcha,” He said with a wave.
She huffed and stomped back to her lab.
She spent the rest of her day trying to get the image of Ziggy dancing out of her head.
End of The Music Which Our Souls Are Govern By
A/N: <.< Yes, I wrote one. Do I get a cookie now? :)