Disclaimer: Don't own Power Rangers in any way.
AN: I know the 13th is long over with and I had planned to write this out on the day before, but all my bad luck came on Thursday and I was so flustered I couldn't think straight. But now the idea has come back.
Hunter Bradley cried out as he fell out of bed and onto the floor, he had been dreaming about Tori and surfing with her, then just before he could kiss her, he fell off the board.
He opened his eyes, "It's a great day already." He said sarcastically. It was already six a.m. and it wasn't even daylight yet.
Blake poked his head in, "You ok bro?"
"Yeah I was dreaming."
Blake raised his eyebrows, "Anything interesting?"
Hunter stood up, "I'm not saying, so are we riding later?"
"I thought you'd want to stay home." Blake replied.
"Why?"
"It's Friday the 13th." Blake replied.
Hunter snorted, "There's no proof that it's bad."
"You broke your ankle on that day two years ago."
"I hit a rock with my bike and I went flying."
Blake crossed his arms, "It was Friday the 13th when Lothor came to Earth."
"Maybe he knew how we feel about it, it was probably intentional. Its superstition and that's all it is."
Blake shrugged, "suit you're self."
After breakfast they decided to go to Ninja Ops and just as they opened the door rain began to pour down.
Hunter snickered, "Its nothing."
"It wasn't it in the weather forecast."
"Blake you can be a real dope sometimes."
"Don't come crying to me when you have bad luck."
TBC
AN: Anyone want more?