AN: I went to a reading of Scrapbook of My Years as a Zealot. by Nicole Markotic and she explained that when she had a narrative but no real connector plot, she called it a scrapbook, allowing her to move more freely in the story and explore different characters, etc. This is a collection of Tommy/Kat stories, taking place in the same universe, but there isn't a big connecting storyline, it's just exploration of moments of their life together.

I don't know how long this will be. As of posting this chapter, I have five parts written. There may be more or not.

I don't own Power Rangers

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Tommy could never forget the day a beautiful young woman had waltzed into the school with two giant black duffle bags of clothes and materials asking for directions to his classroom. It was one of those days that were so whimsical he often needed to double check to make sure what happened had been real, because he'd had a lot of hits to the head over the years and there was always the chance one did more damage than he thought.

But it had been real, this woman, with cropped, bright blonde hair, and gorgeous legs accented by soft pink high heels, she was quickly the focus of every teenage boy in the school and they flocked to her to carry her bags. She'd protested initially, but soon agreed she wasn't wearing the proper footwear to be carrying such bags. Instead she walked slightly ahead of the two boys carrying her bags and slightly behind the one who was leading her towards her destination. Behind them, an army of curious teenage boys followed.

The sight was humorous to most, (and disgusting to some of the girls' boyfriends), but soon the girls were following the crowd, just as curious to see where this was going.

"Oh! She was in one of my dad's magazines!" One girl whispered. "I think she's a model."

"Dad's magazine? Like-"

"No, a fitness magazine you pervert…"

Her high heels clicked as she walked down the hall, embarrassed by the amount of attention she was getting from the students.

"Here it is!" The boy in front of her announced, gesturing to the near-empty classroom when Tommy was sitting behind his desk, grading paper.

"Thank you very much, you can drop the bags now if you'd like."

Freezing mid check mark at the sound of the woman's accent, Tommy glanced up, reading glasses perched on the end of his nose to see the blonde in pink high heels, a jean skirt, and white tank top. She greeted him with a wide grin as his jaw dropped along with his pen, both reaching the floor.

"Kat?" He asked dumbly.

"Hello Tommy." Kat greeted cheerfully.

"You're back?"

Un-phased by this, Kat nodded as if that hadn't been the silliest question he could have asked. After all, wasn't she clearly standing in the hallway of his classroom? Of course she was back.

"Really? For good this time?"

Kat's smile softened a bit more. She and Tommy had had a deal made shortly after high school and it was simple. If they were still together after college and after Kat had had the opportunity to travel Europe with the dance academy she'd been accepted into, and if they could survive the long distance aspect of their relationship, then after her tour ended, Kat would relocated to Reefside permanently. And after that, they'd get married.

The deal had been made when their relationship had been in it's initial honeymoon stage, after Power Rangers, but before they were dealing with all of real life's hardships. Neither had really expected the deal to last, but their circumstance never did managed to keep them apart for long. Hayley managed to teach Tommy how to use email and texting to keep in contact with her and well, here they were.

Of course, it wasn't like she hadn't visited a few times over the years, so she was known for showing up randomly at times and then taking off again, but no, not this time.

"The tour ended last month, Tommy. I gave my notice at my apartment there, sold my furniture, and now I'm here with two duffle bags containing everything I own. Ready to stay this time, I promise."

"W-why didn't you tell me? I could have picked you up or something… aren't you jet lagged?"

"Yes, but I stopped by Starbucks and had a bunch of espresso shots so I'll be good for another few hours… I wanted to surprise you. So," Kat replied slowly. "are you surprised?"

"Yes! That's great!" Tommy exclaimed getting out of his chair so quickly he knocked it into the blackboard. He threw his arms out and captured her in a hug. She lifted her feet off the ground and he twirled her around, giving her a soft kiss on the lips.

The girls in the small army that had been following Kat let out a collective "Awww…" Both former rangers glanced at the doorway to see dozens of pairs of eyes staring at them, some looking sad, some love struck, and one confused boy who only wanted extra help in science and couldn't figure out what was going on.

"You appear to have a following…" Tommy remarked as two teens walked into the room and dumped Kat's bags on two nearby desks. He let her down and she giggled in response.

"Yes, I do seem to have disrupted things a bit."

"Don't you have classes to go to?" Tommy asked with a groan.

"End of the day, Dr. O." One boy pointed out.

"Ah, yes… well, Kat, um… these are students, uh, students, this is Kat." Tommy said awkwardly pointing between the group and the blonde. "She's… well, she's my girlfriend."

The students all collectively blinked at this fact before a low whistle resonated from somewhere near the back of the group followed by a, "Way to go Dr.O!" a slap and then, "Ow! Rachel! What was that for?" Then came the snickering.

"Maybe we should get going?" Kat suggested lightly. "You can mark papers at home."

But Tommy was way ahead of her, already pulling his leather jacket on, grabbing his papers and mumbling to himself about annoying teenagers and how he thought Conner had been "punishment enough for the whole being evil thing."

"Boys, would you mind-"

The two boys who'd been carrying Kat's bags picked them up again, but with less gusto. After all, now that they knew she was the teacher's girlfriend, some of her appeal had worn off. After all, dating the teacher's sloppy seconds? That was never nor would ever be cool. The sea of students parted as Tommy headed out the door, looking at the ground, papers tucked under his arm, Kat closely behind, with the two boys behind them. Immediately after they were out the front door, the group burst out into a mix of whispers, rants, "awws", and laughter.

Elsa, meanwhile, sat in her office, not even wanting to know what was going on. It was the end of the day; as far as she cared, by then students were out of her jurisdiction.