A/N: And thus, with this last ficlet, we officially reach the end of Outside of Yonkers. Thank you to everybody for supporting this collection! I'm glad so many people enjoyed these. As of the time I'm writing this, OOY has 135 reviews! Wow!

I said I'd try to have the title of my next ficlet collection ready for this, and I've got it; the title is "Life In #FFC0CB". (Get it? (crickets chirp) ...never mind, geek joke.) Should be up really soon.

Anyways, here's the final and 50th ficlet of this collection! Thanks again for reading! :D


At last, all the barriers are broken, by something as impulsive as flying through space together. They swirl, dip, speed up, slow down, whatever, but always with one mind. Somehow, she knows to slow down because his makeshift rocket isn't as fast as her hover system. Somehow, he knows that he can go as fast as he wants because she wouldn't let him get hurt. And he's become more aware of the words he doesn't know because she can say them so eloquently, but he finds himself unable to care if they can work together so well without saying anything.

He already knows they're on the same page.