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I meant to write a fic for [livejournal.com profile] mariko_azrael quite some time ago, but got tied up in various major fic projects. So here's a bit of Trip/Katie for her.

Title: Closer to Home
Author: Estirose
Fandom: Power Rangers Time Force
Rating: G
Characters/Pairing: Trip/Katie
Summary: Trip muses about Katie, home, and food.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to various and sundry owners, including two that I know belong to Toei/TV-Asahi.


Closer to Home
by Estirose
c 2007

Trip is out with Katie - as the two often are, because they work best together. Wes is best at grocery shopping, but even Trip can pick up the occasional bargain, and shopping at the 99 cent store is nothing to be ashamed of when one's budget is tight and the jobs aren't coming in as fast as they need to. With Kate carrying the bag of groceries, he's on the lookout for more bargains, more food. He could go into Silver Hills' Chinatown if he needed to, get his food that way, but the others are more discriminating, even when they're hungry.

They pass by two young men arguing animatedly in Japanese, looking for something only apparent to them. Trip understands some Japanese, but his comprehension is so broken as to be utterly useless. Whatever they're looking for, they're more than a little concerned about, but that's all he gets out of them.

It's funny, how he's adapted to this time and this place. How he feels more freedom than he ever did in his own century. Out there, Xybria exists, steeped in customs and traditions and forty dozen other stifling things that made him glad that he joined Time Force. And here, he doesn't have to worry about tradition at all, how his family wants him to get married and settle down and raise a family of kids that will grow up to have more kids. He wants to choose his obligations, choose his family, be with who he wants to be with.

At this point, he thinks they'd be glad that he got married to anybody, even to Katie. She wouldn't be their ideal daughter-in-law, but as long as another generation comes about and gets raised in Xybrian tradition, they can put up with a little... strangeness in Trip's choice of wife. Of course, he'd have to compromise; there would be no way that his children would grow up on Earth if he chooses an Earth-human as his wife.

He and Katie walk by some sort of public art or exhibit that he doesn't quite remember being there before. An engine with eyes and bull horns, the car behind it - the caboose? - with a bird motif. They're there on a set of railway tracks of their own. He doesn't remember reading about such an exhibit, wonders why it's there, and ultimately dismisses it.

Katie is not a railroad buff either, doesn't say a thing about the unusual display. He thinks about mentioning it to Wes, see if he knows anything about it. Of course, Wes is out at an Odd Job, getting enough money to feed them the next week. Once can only exist on peanut butter so long, no matter how tasty it is.

But the food he and Katie got should keep them alive, in fighting order, even if it is cheap, and maybe close to expiration. But that's okay. They have five people to feed; food around the Clock Tower doesn't last too long anyway. The lady at the coffee stand near his last odd job threw in a small milk that was near expiration; it's not much, but maybe it'll make the mashed potates taste a bit better.

He likes not starving, having the energy to fight. And he likes the food around here, so much better than his own century's, though he has to admit that nothing tastes as good as the stuff he had when he was young.

Maybe his mother will enjoy a different set of recipies, authentic late-twentieth century ones, from her new daughter-in-law. She's a cook herself, likes food, is maybe a bit overweight. She'd enjoy Katie's cooking for sure. She might even enjoy having Katie as a daughter-in-law. And his father won't care as long as Trip has kids.

He kind of misses home and its food. He's made sure to give Circuit the recipes that he runs across in this time, so that they have them when they get back, and in turn, tries to make some of the dishes from home, despite the different tastes. No, it's not the same, less spicy, less exciting. But it helps him when he gets homesick.

As they climb up the hill to the Clock Tower, he's thankful for Katie, and the others, and that he's here in this time. Because he enjoys the food, and he enjoys the others, and this is a little closer to home.

-end

Date: 2008-01-01 05:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mariko-azrael.livejournal.com
*loves the fic, and you for writing it* ^___^

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