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..........Now it's time for the free for all!

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the spoiler cut.
If there are possible triggers in your story, please warn for them in the subject line!

Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

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Leonard snorted suddenly, causing Sara to crane her neck to look up at him. “What?” she asked.

“This…” he indicated their current predicament… “is getting to be a habit with us.”

Sara hid her own giggles in his shoulder. “I don’t think twice is a habit.”

He shifted, moving her into a more comfortable position. “It’s twice more than I’ve been in this position with than anyone else on the team. And at least this time we aren’t in danger of actually freezing to death.”

“No. Just being really cold until someone finds us,” Sara replied.

Leonard hadn’t offered her his jacket this time since he wasn’t wearing his parka, but Sara was snugged up as tight as she could get against him, with her hands tucked under his jacket. “Are you saying I don’t generate enough… heat?”

“Coming from you that was pretty hot,” Sara replied. “You’re normally colder.”

“It’s almost ice cold in here,” Leonard rejoined. “I didn’t think I needed to make it chillier.”

Sara groaned. “That was terrible.”

“My puns are suffering as it gets colder,” Leonard admitted.

“Hopefully someone will…” Sara’s words were interrupted by the beep of their communicators. “Waverider?” she asked.

“It’s Ray, Sara,” the normally optimistic scientist sounded strangely subdued. “Gideon located you two, but it’s going to take us a bit to get there.”

Sara could feel Leonard rolling his eyes. “Ray. Did you break my ship?” she asked. “Never mind. I don’t want to know. If you could hurry it up… it’s a bit cold.”