Thunderbirds Are Go One Shots

Virgil X Reader

This was request by @LittleLuna099 Hope you enjoy!
For those of you not familiar with x readers, y/n means your name, L/N is your last name and Y/F/C is your favourite colour.
How had your day ended up like this?
It had started off well. You'd been playing truth or dare with your best friends, and one of them dared you to go inside the deserted house at the end of the lane. It was an old, crumbling house, with paint flaking and the door hanging off, basically a classic haunted house. You shouldn't have gone in there, but you'd never been one to back down for a challenge. So here you were.
The first few minutes had been alright. Sure, the house was ultra creepy, but nothing particularly strange apart from the off-putting smell of petrol. That should've set alarm bells ringing in your head, but you ignored it, putting it down to your imagination. A few minutes later and you started to smell smoke. You turned around and gasped as a wall of amber fire came hurtling towards you. You ran for it. There was no way out, the house was like kindling and the fire spread quickly. 'Someone must have doused the place with petrol.' You thought. Somebody had done this on purpose. You ran for the window, but drew back in horror as you realised you were on the second floor. The house was too unstable for you to climb down. And, to your horror, the fields behind you were on fire as well. The fire was spreading. There was no way the firefighters could put all the fires out. The orange flames were licking at the door. There was no way out. So, you screamed. "Help!!!!!!! I'm trapped!!!!!"
Nobody would hear you. So, you took out your phone. "Help!!! I'm stuck, in a deserted house, and the house is on fire, and everything's on fire, and I'm nearly on fire, and the firefighters are busy dealing with all the other fires!"
Silence. Then, a voice. "This is International Rescue. Sit tight, help is on the way."
"Thank you so much! But please hurry. I don't know how long I have left."
Then a different voice spoke. "ETA 5 minutes. Sit tight."
"Who are you?"
"Virgil Tracy, International Rescue. You?"
"Y/N L/N. Random 17 year old. (A/N I just thought of a random age. If this isn't your actual age don't worry. It's not mine either.) Nice to meet you."
"You too. So tell me, Y/N, how did you get stuck in a crumbling house that's on fire?"
"Truth or Dare."
"Nice. What's your favourite colour?"
"You're just trying to distract me aren't you?"
"Maybe."
"Oh. Anyways, it's Y/F/C."
"Mine's green. Oh, that reminds me, look out for the big green plane. That's me."
You talked for ages. You almost forgot about the fire. Almost. But, all of a sudden, the door finally burned down and the fire spread into the room. You screamed.  You backed up against the window. This was it. This was the end. Suddenly, you saw a figure aproaching through the flames. You coughed and spluttered, trying to see who it was. It was a dark haired, muscular guy with some kind of metal contraption on his arms (A/N: Jaws of Life Fire Version)
He smiled as he approached you. "Hi Y/N."
"Virgil?"
"Yeah. That's me. Nice to meet you in person." He fiddled with a small screen on his arm and you watched in amazement as a huge green plane drew level with the window.
This would certainly be something you'd never forget.
Especially the guy who saved you.

Sorry this is really crap. Hope you still enjoy though.