"Where is he?" Jake asked annoyed.
"Give him a minute," Troy said, pouting into the mid day sun. "Gosei seemed to trust him, he must know what he's doing."
"Whrrr!" added Emma, as she ran from one side of the field to the other, still pretending she was on a bike.
Vason had indeed told them to meet him in the field before school. It was now about noon.
"Where could he be?" Noah asked. No one responded right away.
"Where's Gia too?" Jake asked pacing.
It was then that Gia showed up, on the back of Vason's motorcycle. She was not wearing a helmet, but Vason was wearing two. They hoped off.
"Last night was amazing." Gia said, all smiles.
"It was alright I guess." Vason said, disinterested. He turned to the group. "What's up losers?"
"You're late," Jake said abruptly. He put his arm around Gia. "Hey, where were you last night? We were supposed to study."
"Vason said schools for clowns," Gia said. Vason shot her a disapproving look. "Sorry, Mr. Jermin," she corrected herself before looking back at Vason for approval. He almost gave her some.
"Alright Clowns," Vason said, stepping into the middle of the group. This first test will test your reflexes. You need to be ready to take whatever is thrown at you, no matter where it comes from. Always be on guard."
It was then that Emma "pulled up" on her "bike", just in time for a paint can tied to a tree to swing and hit her in the head. With a loud thud, she flew several feet into a tree, causing a birds nest to fall on her head.
"What'd I just say?" Vason said annoyed. "Hold on."
He walked over to his motorcycle, removed the satchel that was attached to its side and walked back to the group around Emma's unconscious body. He then proceeded to reach into the bag, pull out a beer, open it and take a long sip.
"Someone should probably call someone."
Emma awoke in a hospital bed. She touched her head to feel a thick bandage wrapped all around. She opened her eyes to see all her friends surrounding her and Gia by her side, holding her hand.
"What happened?" she asked groggily.
"You had a little accident," Gia said sympathetically "But don't worry, I won't leave your side until you're better. We're best friends!"
Emma couldn't help but smile. She reached out for a hug, which Gia was more than happy to provide. Jake was watching with a smile and hit Noah in the shoulder lightly to draw his attention to the site of the two girls embracing. Noah arched his eyebrows and smiled at Jake knowingly. Troy in the meantime seemed to stare off into space.
"You dented my paint can." Vason said leaning in the doorway, cooly as usual.
Gia turned away to see Vason, breaking the hug abruptly, sending Emma's head into the back railing of her hospital bed.
"Hey Vason, can I get you anything." She asked, fixing her hair.
"Tell you what," Vason said checking his intergalactic space phone, "Why don't you get all the cool people in this room a beer."
"So one beer?" She asked knowingly.
"Bingo," Vason said with a smirk on his face. Just then a familiar face to Vason walked in the door wearing a lab coat, a stethoscope and carrying a hell of a lot of tongue depressors.
"Emily." Vason said with this usual coolness.
"Vason," Emily said with surprise in her voice.
"How's your imaginary friend?" Vason asked.
"She's not imaginary. She's just invisible...and she's going through a tough divorce," Emily corrected him. "Now let's take a look at these charts."
It became apparent to Vason why Emma's medical charts had been written on in crayon.
Just then the Megaforce Rangers' communicator/morphers went off, signaling that they were needed elsewhere. Collectively they looked over to Dr. Emily and Emma and moved to the other side of the room. When they were a short distance away, they reached for their devices. They were all successful except for Jake, who couldn't find this. He looked over at Vason, who for some reason had his.
"Alright Gosei, we understand," Troy mumbled.
"You jerk stores go fight the boogers or whatever. If this is what I think it is, I got to go see a man about a zord," Vason said.
They nodded in agreement, and headed towards the door. Vason was about to head in the opposite direction, when Jake stopped him and cleared his throat while pointing towards his stolen morpher. Vason reached out to hand it to him, but then dropped it on the floor intentionally. He then turned his back on Jake and headed out.
