Author's Note: So you're probably wondering why I'm starting something new when I've already got another thing going. Well, I've got hit by the drabbling bug, and it won't let me go. So to satisfy it, I started this collection for all the drabbles and vignettes that crop up while I procrastinate updating my other story. Not all of them will come in bunches, and unless otherwise noted, none of them are connected.
One more thing. Red is about 7 words over, and Yellow is legally a double drabble.
As always, reviews are mucho appreciated.
Enjoy!
Reason for the Word/Inspiration: These are drabbles about Power Rangers. They are defined by color.
Point of View: Red - random evil Orange - Jason Yellow - Dustin
Sunrise, Sunset
Red
They throw foot soldier after foot soldier, monster after monster at them and still, they survive, something that should not be physically possible. No normal person could survive as many battles as they do and still come out strong. Even spells and potions are shaken off with the help of a friend.
Sometimes, they wonder if they should just give up and drop their conquest. But then their adversary does or says something that makes them remember why they started it in the first place.
And somehow, they still think it's all worth it in the end.
Even if they see red after every battle.
Orange
"What do you think, Jase?" she asks, holding up our five month old son.
With no offense meant to any former blue Rangers, we had requested that people not send us too many blue articles of clothing. Not only is it stereotypical, but it gets boring seeing our kid in the same color every day. So as a joke, someone sent us an orange pajama set.
I nod approvingly, though that particular shade of orange makes me want to barf. "He looks great Trini. We've got a real heart breaker here."
She grins at me. "You lie like a rug."
Yellow
Strong-willed, competitive... not unless he was on his bike.
Soft spoken, flowery, feminine... definitely no.
So then what was he doing in yellow spandex? Yeah, Sensei told them that earth was an element most often connected to males, but why couldn't the uniform have been another color? Like brown. Maybe then he wouldn't get teased so much. Not that they ever said anything, but he could see the laughter in their eyes every time they morphed.
He was Dustin Brooks, the first male yellow Ranger.
And yet, it was the only color he could ever see himself in. Just like Shane was undeniably red, and Tori blue. Even Hunter and Blake seemed suited to their colors, though it felt weird to have two red and two blue Rangers.
A blast that came from nowhere sent him flying, and he struggled to get himself up as his teammates rushed to his side.
"Time to show these guys we mean business!" Shane said.
He finally managed to stand up, and stood beside his leader.
"Ninja Storm, Ranger form!" they called as one, and he felt a sense of peace envelope him as he morphed.
Maybe the Power did get it right.
