100Prompts - Set 3.

59. No-way out.

Enemies on all sides, locked into a room, fires blazing outside, and no word on reinforcement. Up looked at Taz sitting next to him silently. She looked back at him and they both understood. Up ran a hand through his hair with a sigh and Taz took off her bandanna and stared at it. Up felt a stab of guilt. He'd sworn to himself they'd never end like this, hiding in a room without any chance of winning. Taz wasn't saying anything but he felt as though she was blaming him.
"Taz, I-"
"Shut up."
"No Taz, I really-" She stood up and pressed him against the wall. Her eyes were watering.
"I said. Shut. Up." Up gulped. This would be the last thing they ever did. Taz suddenly pulled him towards her and they shared their first and last kiss.
They didn't even notice when the door gave in.


96. Storm.

The rain hit the palm of her hand hard and Taz stared at it. She'd never felt the rain before. For fifteen years she'd never been out in the rain. She looked out at the muddy training ground being pelted with rain. She smiled, why not?

Up grumbled to him-self as he looked around the G.L.E.E. library. Damn kid always wandering off, where the hell had she gotten to this time? A rumble of thunder made him look out the window. A pained expression flittered across his face.
"Oh, what the Sam-hill is she doing now?!"

She decided it was like having a shower, only harder and more refreshing. The mud was squishy between her toes. Taz spread her arms wide a grinned at the cloudy sky, just enjoying the feeling.

Up scowled at the figure in the rain, which was heavy enough to muffle the sound of him yelling at her to come inside. He swore under his breath and stormed out to get her.

Taz felt a hand on her arm and she jerked away. She saw Up's frustrated expression and shook her head when he jerked his head towards the building.

He frowned as the girl turned away again. Why must she always be so difficult? What was so great about the rain anywa-?
He watched her cup her hands and smile as the water spilled out. He was finally out in the rain. After thirteen long years being kept inside away from the robots, watching the rain from his window, he'd finally managed to sneak away from his Aunt and feel the rain on his skin. It was so refreshing. Taz smiled at him and turned her head back to the sky. Up shook his head and joined her in experiencing the rain.


47. Dirt.

A long day of hiking on a hot day, and this was entirely his fault. They were both sweaty and filthy from the long walk. Then he'd used his water bottle to cool off, and the way the water had rolled down his chest. She couldn't help herself.
Taz swore and gripped Up's hair tight enough to hurt as he sucked on her neck.
If anyone found them right now she'd have to kill both them and Up.


58. Kick in the head.

They'd been working out when she realised. She'd been thinking about how deep a blue his eyes were when he was shirtless.
It was like a kick in the head.


83. Heal.

No-one had told Up but there had been older designs of robots at the final battle. Robots which had a healing unit as an integral part of their design, but the Robots had their parts close together and it was almost impossible for grown men to get to the unit without crushing their hands.
They'd found Taz passed out next to Up, and after they'd rushed them both off to the medical unit they recovery team realised something. The two of them had been surrounded by Robots which had been fine except for the roughly made holes in their central processors.
Taz's hands had been a mess.