Carter sat down in the Aquabase cafeteria; his mouth watering due to the scent of the Salisbury steak. Before he could take a bite, his fellow rangers and Dr. Fairweather flopped down next to him. Carter blinked, "What's up…?"
"Carter, tell us about this bar fight?" asked Joel. Carter winced at the memory which only made everyone else lean in closer. "And spending the night in jail. Tsk, tsk."
"It's no big deal," Carter said.
"Then tell us about it," replied Kelsey as she inched her chair closer.
"Why don't you asked Dana, she's read my file," Carter pointed out, gesturing toward the pink ranger with his fork.
"I read the summary of why you should be Red Ranger," Dana said as she stole a French fry from Carter's plate. "I never saw anything about you being sent to jail, let alone being a bar fight."
"Same here," Angela said.
"Come on, I was a little wild when I was younger," Carter began.
"Carter? You, wild?" Chad snickered as the others joined in. Carter looked at them, completely confused.
"What you are talking about?" asked Carter.
"Carter, take a look at us," Joel said. "Chad and I are both former special forces. He and Kelsey are Olympic athletes, and Dana is training to be a doctor. Despite all that, you are still seen as the paragon of a Lightspeed Ranger."
"You're like the Pope of Power Rangers," Kelsey pointed out. "The Patron Saint of Lightspeed."
"I'm not…," stuttered Carter.
"Yes, you are Carter," Dana said.
"Carter, you are the best shot, the best driver, the best everything," Chad said.
"So, we would like to hear about a time where you weren't perfect," Joel said. Carter sighed and put down his eating utensils.
"Okay, okay," Carter said. "So, when I was in the Marine Corps just finished with a big mission. The higher-ups informed us that we were getting leave. So naturally, we were hyped. Anyway, we get to Seoul, and my men and I did the natural thing."
"You and your merry band of jarheads found the nearest bar?" asked Chad. Carter's eyes narrowed as the other rangers started to laugh.
"Yes, well we began drinking and drinking," continued Carter. "We then stuffed ourselves and then drank some more. Well, as we were partying some sailors from the base showed up and some of the local girls."
"I think I know where this is going," giggled Angela.
"Eventually, my buddies started going up to the ladies and asking them to dance," Carter sighed. "Now one of these girls was a total knock out and I, of course, asked her to dance."
"A total knockout, huh?" Dana inquired as leaned in closer to Carter. "What did she say?"
I'm not sure I like Dana's tone, Carter thought before continuing his story. "She said yes, but her date, an ensign, didn't like it. I had been drinking a lot and just laughed at the guy. Well, insults were thrown back and forth until finally, the guy ordered me to leave his date alone."
"You're kidding me!" gasped Chad.
"I don't believe it!" Joel cried.
"He did and I told him to take his orders and shove it up to his ass," Carter said sheepishly. "The ensign threw a punch that I block, so I then countered. I sent him flying back into a couple of guys and then well…"
"A fight broke out?" Dana suggested.
"Yep, and I may have yelled out, 'Come on you son of bitches, do you want to live forever!" Carter muttered awkwardly.
"You didn't?!" Kelsey cried out. Carter nodded which may the others howl with laughter. Carter rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.
"So, it was marines versus sailors, and we ended up destroying the bar," Carter said. "Well, the SP's came by to break it up."
"SP's?" Angela asked.
"Shore Patrol," Chad explained. "They're what the Navy called the military police."
"So, the SP's came in, but I was too drunk and too pissed the care," Carter continued. "I sort of punched a member of the Shore Patrol."
"Sort of? Carter, you fought the law!" laughed Joel, the other laughed much to Carter's embarrassment.
"And then you were arrested?" giggled Dana.
"No," Carter replied which only made everyone laugh harder. "I fought my way outside, and well, I felt the call of nature. So, I relieved myself on one of the SPs' vehicles."
"You pissed on a cop car?" squealed Kelsey. "Carter, you naughty boy! Then you were…"
"No, not yet," Carter sighed.
"There's more?!" Angela gasped.
"I shuffled off and found myself heading to another part of town," Carter mumbled. "I was arrested at what I thought was a respectable hotel, but it turned out to a place of ill repute."
"What do you mean 'a place of ill repute…" Joel pondered until his face light up with understanding. Roaring with laughter, "Carter you dog! You went to a brothel!"
"I didn't know what it was!" snapped Carter as he angrily stood up. "I was drunk, and I can't read Korean! How was I supposed to know?" However, everybody was too busy laughing.
"So how did you managed to get only one night?" laughed Dana.
"I had a perfect record, my CO pulled a few strings," Carter muttered. "Plus, it was near the end of my tour."
"Oh God," Chad laughed. "I'm so glad to hear that you were grown in a lab!"
"Or crashed landed on earth from an exploding planet," squealed Kelsey.
"Or sprung from the head of Zeus," Angela snorted.
"Carter Effing Grayson is just a hard-drinking, hard-fighting devil dog!" Joel cried out.
"Ooh-rah," Carter growled which only made them laugh harder.
"That was too funny," Dana giggled as she and the rest got up from the table.
"I'm never going to hear the end of this," Carter muttered to himself as he picked at his now cold steak.