It rained today. Wait, scratch that, it's still raining. And it took me until I was 3/4's of the way to my psych class to pull out my umbrella. I do that alot. Walk in the rain and not use the umbrella that I bring with me. I don't think that makes me weird. Do you?

I think it's something Aquapoo would do. Written from Speedy's pov.

Disclaimer: Don't own 'em!

You walk down the street, your eyes dancing across the over-cast sky. The rain catches against your skin, the umbrella I pressed into your fingers laying forgotten at your side. Before I can stop you, you're splashing through the puddles, laughter like music caressing my ears. I can't help but laugh from beneath my own cover, dodging the water as it flew around you. In times like these you're so much like a child, and I teasingly admonish you your behavior. You ignore me, turning with a deadly grace I had almost forgotten you possessed. I linger behind, only for a moment, watching as you walk through the rain. When I'm alone on stormy nights, this is the memory that I want to embrace. And before I can stop you, you're pulling me in for a gentle kiss, my umbrella laying forgotten at my side.