Been a while since I posted anything. Changed my Pen Name too. I'm now RiddlePanda. I also have these stories on my Tumblr of the same name.

I don't own anything or anyone in this story. Noah Antwiler owns all of his characters in this. Lewis Lovhaug owns all of his characters in this. This is purely a work of fiction from a fan.

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"Ah, Linkara! It's amazing how you think you'll win against me! Especially when I have SCIENCE that will put the odds in my favor!" Insano cackled as he fired his new weapon.

Linkara dodged it and rolled behind the couch, swiftly pulling out his Magic Gun from the holster. "Not if Margaret and I have anything to say about it!" Linkara fired a blast that was meant to hit Insano's weapon, but in the split second the shot was about to hit, Insano tripped over a couple of wires and was shot in the chest instead.

Insano stumbled backwards and hit one of Linkara's many shelves of comic books and toys, causing several of them to come crashing down on him, including some of the heavier Power Ranger helmet props Linkara had.

"Funk and Wagnall! Insano, are you alright?!" Linkara swiftly sheathed Margaret and ran up to Insano, kneeling beside him and helping him sit up.

"I…ugh….my head hurts…" Insano slurred, massaging his head. When he lowered down one of his arms, his hand had blood on it. "Oh…that's not good…"

Linkara helped Insano up and had him sit down on the couch. Before going to the kitchen, he turned his camera off that had been recording the fight. Grabbing a washcloth and soaking it with water, Linkara returned to Insano's side and began dabbing the blood away on the cut Insano had received.

"It doesn't look too bad, Insano, but I can have Linksano look at it if you don't mind. And maybe next time we should pretend to battle. I can just add some CGI to the shots. It will prevent any of us from getting hurt."

"Your fans would feel cheated Linkara. They can tell the difference between a real fight and a fake one. I told you I would battle you to get some footage for your show and I mean it. Just keep that rag on the wound until it stops bleeding. I'll fix it when I get home." Insano sighed wearily.

"Still, I don't like seeing you hurt, especially when it was an accident. Margaret tells me to tell you she's sorry too. At least she didn't hit you at her full power."

Both men stayed silent for a few minutes, Linkara pressing down on the cut Insano received, staunching the bleeding.

"LINKARA, THE APARTMENT HAS BECOME SILENT FOR SEVERAL MINUTES. IS EVERYTHING OKAY?" Pollo, in one of his new bodies, whizzed into the living room.

"Yeah, Pollo. Everything's okay. We just had a slight miscalculation and Insano got hurt. He'll be fine though. Right Insano?"

When Insano didn't answer him back after a few moments, Linkara turned to look at the mad scientist shaking and staring at the blue robot. While he couldn't see Insano's eyes because of the goggles, he could tell the man was wide-eyed under them. Insano was paler than he normally was and his breathing became labored. "Insano, what's wrong?! Are you okay?!" Linkara put his hand on Insano's shoulder.

Insano gasped, then turned to look at Linkara. "I…I'm….Sorry….That's Pollo's new body…" Insano's breathing started to return to normal, however, the shaking still continued.

"Yeah, it's one of them. I just…HEY!" Linkara was interrupted as Insano began trying to get up off the couch. "Insano, stop! You don't need to move around until the cut's stopped bleeding!"

Insano pulled out of Linkara's grasp and pulled out his teleporter. "Sorry Linkara, I've…got things to do… I'll be fine."

"Wait! Will you at least let me know how you're doing? And you are coming back next week, right?"

Insano rested his eyes on Pollo, shuddered, then looked at Linkara. "I…I'll let you know…"

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To be continued...