Mighty Morphin PSN Rangers

By: McRandolf

Plane Fiction

It was a humid summer afternoon in San Diego, California, as the sidewalks were covered with people in a hurry I searched to find my friends who were to accompany me to San Diego Comic-Con 2019. I saw a tall man dressed as Batman standing slightly above the crowd next to a man dressed as Superman wearing a Goku backpack and I knew it had to be them! Jake had been bragging about his new backpack for weeks. I began to push my way through the crowd towards them yelling "Sam it's me Dominick, I'm over here!"

"Huh?" I heard him question.

I made it through them sweating due to the immense heat due to the tightly packed crowd awaiting for the convention to finally open. "When are Tyler and Paige supposed to get here?" I asked.

"They should be here in a few minutes last time I asked they had just gotten a cab." Jake responded as he played Dokkan Battle on his phone.

"And McSanzz and Mort?"

"No word from them yet." Sam responded nervously while looking at the schedule for the weekend.

"Hey guys!" Paige exclaimed dragging Tyler behind her the two dressed as Wonder Woman and the Green Lantern respectively.

"We need to leave." I said, worried as I began to pull my laptop out of my backpack I decided to wear with my Flash costume.

"WHAT!?" Everyone asked angrily seeing as the doors hadn't even opened.

"Are you crazy?" Paige asked as she held up her pass for the weekend.

"McSnazzy and Mort have failed to contact any of us during travel. How does that not seem suspicious to you?" I asked with a demeaning tone turning around my laptop on my arm. "See? McSnazz and Mort's phones are both pinging from a small island off of the coast of a town called Gilchrist Bay, Ontario, Canada. They were clearly kidnapped!"

"We have to save them!" Sam yelled as he grabbed Jake's arm and began to walk towards a line of cabs. Paige yanked on Jake's other arm to stop Sam.

"Ow that hurts!" Jake exclaimed.

"What are we going to do?" Paige asked knowing that we wouldn't be able to help.

"We're the Justice League we'll figure something out. Plus I already booked our plane tickets so let's go!" I said as I ordered us two Ubers.

"These are costumes Dominick! We have no way to stop these kidnappers!" Paige said protesting.

"They'd do it for you!" Yelled Sam disappointed by her lack of courage.

"He's not wrong." Tyler chipped in looking disappointed with his costume.

"Uber's here!" I exclaimed with a grin on my face.

"Um… Dominick those are two Jimmy John's delivery cars." Said Sam concerned for my mental state.

"They're basically Uber, they're freaky-fast so it seems like the best use of time. Plus they brought us lunch."

"Yay!" Jake exclaimed reaching for a sandwich.

"Why are you getting in my car?" The delivery driver asked concerned for his safety.

"We need a ride to the airport and we'll pay standard Uber rates but we also need the delivery car behind us because we can't all fit in this one." I explained. The driver began to get out of his black sedan.

"I'll explain to him and we'll be on our way." The driver said leaving the vehicle.

A Freaky Fast Car Ride Later

"Wow that was freaky fast! I guess Jimmy John's doesn't suck as much as I thought." Sam said waiting for Jake or I to leave on either side of him.

"Hey!" The driver exclaimed "You were probably right our food is pretty bad. It goes through you about as fast as I can get you to an airport." he said as Jake began sprinting faster than anyone had ever seen him run towards the crowded airport his cape waving in the wind behind him.

"What a weak digestive system." Sam said as he stepped out of the car still in his Batman costume. As I stepped out Tyler and Paige arrived.

"I still think this is insane." Paige said in an annoyed voice.

"It's still not as insane as the Insane Clown Posse and look at how many people supported that." I retorted laughing to myself.

"That was like shooting fish in a barrel don't take pride in that." Tyler said clearly disappointed in my joke. We walked into the airport, found a bathroom and waited outside for Jake. Thirteen minutes later we got sick of waiting so we sent Sam in.

"Jake are you in there?" Sam asked.

"I've been standing right here for like five minutes trying to figure out what you guys were doing." he said standing next to Tyler.

"Where did you come from?" Asked Sam as he turned around.

"I went to the bathroom on the other side of the entrance because it was closer."

"Oh shit." Sam said as he realized our mistake.

"Yeah literally, I think I can still smell a little on him." Paige said laughing at Jake's molten fudge explosion. "That aside let's get going." she said as she led us toward the security check.

"I can't believe that you have a piece of metal fused with your bone in your left arm." I stated flabbergasted at this revelation. Sam began to walk onto the plane.

"They had to do it because my arm wasn't going to heal correctly after that accident with the bulldog where that shiba inu saved me." He replied.

"Wow that's an amazing dog."

"I never even got to thank it." He said looking at the ground.

"There's our seats and I think the other three are in the row behind us."

"It smells like sweat and airport tacos in here." Tyler said walking towards his seat still questioning why he's here.

"There were tacos!?" Jake exclaimed as he sat next to Tyler.

"Move it! I get the window seat you two." Paige said which terrified them causing them to move immediately.

"Now where are the mother fuckin' tacos on this mother fuckin' plane?!" Jake exclaimed trying to impersonate Samuel L. Jackson.

"Sir we do not serve tacos on this plane, please calm down." A stewardess said while pouring a drink for another passenger.

"You will know my name is the lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee!" Jake yelled standing up in his seat, still impersonating sir Samuel L. Jackson. A man in first class stood up and walked into coach.

"Will you stop impersonating me ya just sound stupid without my swag!" the man yelled towards Jake. I stopped my conversation with Sam and looked up towards first class.

"Holy shit! Sam is that Samuel L. Jackson?" I asked surprised by him being on a plane going to Canada. Sam paused, looked at Samuel L. Jackson, then at me, and back at him, then finally back at me and said.

"Don't do it Dom, just don't do it."

"I have to Sam, it's my duty as a movie buff." I said as I got out of my seat and approached Samuel L. Jackson. "Mr. Jackson sir." I said timidly as he looked at me angrily.

"What are you a fan? Want me to sign something?" He asked, shifting his tone.

"Not quite." I replied shifting my stance to be more assertive. At this point everyone on the plane was watching in silence(Even the pilots). "I think despite having the best quotes out of all the actors, as well as having portrayed my favorite superhero; Frozone. You are overhyped and do not deserve all the praise you get!" I said to him looking him directly in the eyes. He looked flabbergasted by the fact that some random person had just said that to him.

"Oh my god Dom's going to die and we're going to be stuck in Canada." Sam said to himself out loud. Samuel L. Jackson approached me and gripped my right shoulder firmly in his hand and started laughing.

"You've got some balls kid!" he forced out while still laughing. "Do you want a job as my assistant? I could use someone like you on set." he asked. I took his hand off of my shoulder and ran to the bathroom. The door was locked. I looked back at the cabin. Sam was no longer in his seat.

"Sam let me in! The Jimmy John's is en route to evacuate!" I yelled knocking on and pushing the door. I then burst through the door. Sam was using the toilet. "What am I supposed to do?" I asked Sam.

"Just use the sink. It's explosive!" He replied trying not to break the toilet.

"Stop right there and put your hands up!" A man yelled from the cabin. It was the air marshall.

"What did we do?" I asked while sitting over the sink.

"You have an explo…" *thud* The man fell to the floor at the first sniff of the stench that was once Jimmy John's. The passengers immediately began to panic.

"Y'all need to calm down right now goddammit!" Samuel L. Jackson exclaimed still in the aisle "We haven't even taken off yet!" He began to make his way to the bathroom throwing people back into their seats. "What the hell is that?" He asked us as he began to smell the deadly waste being poured into both the sink and the toilet.

"We ate Jimmy John's!" Sam and I yelled back tears beginning to stream down our face from both laughter and pain.

"Stop it ya damn bowels!" He yelled to our digestive systems. Upon which they immediately stopped. "We're getting off this plane. I'll get a hold of my pilot and we'll get on a jet to Canada ASAP. I knew I shouldn't have tried flying commercial."

"Why should you have known?" I asked curiously.

"This kind of shit happens every fuckin' time." Sam and I sat there speechless. "Are you commin' or not?" He asked stopping for us to catch up. We cleaned ourselves up and followed.

"What the hell was that?" Paige asked as we started to pass by her.

"We're riding with Samuel." Sam said to Paige nonchalantly.

"Come on you two." She commanded Jake and Tyler. They immediately followed.