Disclaimer: Just to keep it simple: A. I don't own Power Rangers. B. I just make fun of them; so don't get upset if I mock your favorite. C. Please review. I don't mind constructive criticism. D. Thanks to Writer's Guide to the Universe and Power Rangers Central for providing a lot of the information that I need.
If you haven't done so, please read the first hundred and fifty stories in "When Rangers Meet," "More of When Rangers Meet," and "Headquarters Where Rangers Meet"
This is story number two. Please note that anything in parenthesis are comments made to others not on the phone.
Cam and Daggeron
By
Eileen (Psycho Tangerine)
Ring Ring Ring…
"Helllo, Cameron's Computer Upgrades. May I help you?"
"Ahhhh! It talks! This demonic device speaks! I must destroy…(Huh? Really? Remarkable)."
"Hello?" Is this some kind of joke? Look, I don't have time for jokes. I'm very busy."
"And I am honored that you could take your time to speak with me. Although I must say that you must be tiny indeed to fit into this teletalking thing.".
"Uh, yeah, sure. (Pssst, Dad, make a note to charge this one triple). What is you inquiry, Sir?"
"I need a grade up."
"Sure sounds like it. Look, if you study really, really hard, you just may reach the first grade, Idiot."
("A what? An upgrade?). I mean I need an upgrade."
"That makes more sense. So, what are we talking about? A Toshiba? A Hewlett Packard? A Mac? A Dell? A…. "
(Fifteen minutes later)
"Uh, no, it's not one of those."
"Well, it's not one of those special made Cranston Cybernetic, Stewart Synergy, or Ethan Electronics pieces of crap is it? I refuse to deal with any company that thinks Blue is smarter than Green. You know, I'm actually thinking of dying my hair green to show my solidarity with that Time Force guy. Hmm…maybe I'll start eating buttery toast as well."
"Huh?"
"Never mind. Whit kind of computer do you own?"
"You mean one of those demon boxes the kids are always playing on rather using their time for more worthwhile pursuits such as training themselves so that they can tame dragons, cast spells, and become knights? I mean come on! You get an offer to get intense backbreaking training to be knight and you choose to sit on your Yellow butt and play video games instead? That's the last time I try to save anyone's soul by making them climb a mountain."
"Geesh, you sound like my dad on one of his 'kids are lazy' rampages. Look, if you don't have a computer, then I don't see how I can help you. Now, I have some important research to finish, so if you don't mind. (Dad! Stop jumping on the keyboard like that! Oh great, now I've got to play that level all over again. Just see if I give you that treat stick, later)."
"Wait! I still need an upgrade!"
"On what? Your abacus?"
"They have upgrades for that? I could really use some new beads."
"(Groan), Why me? Goodbye."
"But, what about my Solar Streak Megazord?"
"Your …what? Did you say Megazord?"
"Oh! Did I? I meant my uh….choochoo train. Yep, just your ordinary average magic train. Nothing special about it!"
"Megazord!" (Sounds of jumping around) "Yahoo! Another Megazord for me to create power discs for! I have so many that I never got to try with my team! Like my Skunk Scent disc or my Maggot Attack disc or my Projectile Vomit disc or my…"
"No one's touching my train! I just had it waxed. All I want is to get it to go faster, and to play some of that cool rock music the kids like. That way they'll hang out with me rather than call me an old fart and shove me in that rocking chair they got me for my one thousand and thirty fifth birthday. And if it turns on a certain 'Blue' girl, well… (Hey! No, don't tell Nick! Fine, you can have Jenji, just keep your mouth shut!)"
"One thousand and… Oh, very funny. Is this you, Dustin? I wish you would spend more time improving your teaching skills and less in bothering me with your stupid jokes."
"What? There's dust in my engine? Oh, wow I didn't know you could check my train right over this teletalking thingy. You are amazing! (What? He can't? Really?) Hey! Are you trying to swindle me with a fake report? You, Sir, are a dishonorable man. I want my money back!"
"What money? You haven't paid for anything yet."
"What do you mean? Of course I paid. I put all my savings into that magic hole in that tree outside and yelled into it where to send it. Just like I was told to by…wait just a damn minute.(Xander! You thief! Come back here before I shine my Laser Light up your…")
"Hello? Are you still there? Hello? (Oh great, Dad, another one hung up. We'll never get enough money together to buy the ingredients needed to turn that cute girl hamster you met at Tori's house human.)
AN: I really couldn't come up with a good ending for this, sorry. I think the next one will be better.
