Disclaimer: I do not own Power Rangers and/or anything relating to Stepford. This is my remix of Stepford. Power Rangers, after being own by Disney, is once again own by the original creator, Haim Saban. I do not own these original characters.

The next morning after their father has left them alone in the house for a few hours, Frankie and Rika drop by to see Trent and Is, who is trying to fit in with some of the kids in Stepford.

They look at Trent and see him in a white polo shirt tucked in a pair of chinos, boat shoes and his hair was parted to the side and Isabella, dressed in a pink sweater set, dark khaki pants, loafers, her hair in a ponytail and was wearing a pearl necklace and earrings.

"Well, what do you think?"

"Can I be honest with you two?" Rika asked them, with her arms folded and with a blank face.

"Yes."

"You two look like you're going to a afternoon tea party."

"We know."

"Not to mention, having brunch with the ever-famous Kennedy family."

They invites them in and Rika and Frankie quickly took a sit on the couch.

"I know, you guys. I know. After what our father told us last night, I thought to be better to fit in than to cause trouble while we're vacationing."

"If you people need me, I'll in the kitchen." Rika gets up from the couch and went straight for the fridge.

"And that means looking like every other kid in Stepford?" Frankie asked, putting his feet on the coffee table.

"When you put it that way, yes."

"Hey, Trent, Is. Do you have anything in this kitchen that I can actually eat? Besides this nasty Stepford Snacks?" Rika said from the kitchen.

"My dad has some things to do before he goes grocery shopping later." Is answered her question.

Leaving the kitchen, "Man, I'm hungry." Rika said, holding her stomach. "I need real food in my body. If I don't eat something other than just nuts and beans, raw fruits and veggies, tofu, soy food and water, I'm…going to need therapy or maybe eat some of the furniture in this big house."

Frankie thought of a bright idea as he snapped his fingers and said,

"I have an idea: let's go to Steve's Snack Shop and grab some real food."

"Yes. Finally, someone's thinking."

"Steve's Snack Shop?"

"You'll see. Now can we please go before I start to eat the furniture in this house?"

"You two want to come with us? It's about five minutes away."

"Sure. Why not?" Trent and Is thought to themselves, 'I think I'll give Stepford a try and actually enjoy it.'

Walking into Steve's Snack Shop, they see a tall young man with brown hair, in a red apron, cleaning the counter tops before picking up his head and said,

"Rika! Frankie!"

"What's up, Steve!"

"How are some of my favorite customers? Who's are your new friends?"

"The name's Trent and Is, short for Isabella. We're here for the summer."

"How you doing, Trent and Is? Welcome to my snack shop; the to-go place in Stepford. Now, what can I get you guys?"

"The usual for me: pizza pretzel and a can of root beer." Rika said.

"I'll have cheese fries and chocolate milk."

"Excellent choice, Frankie." Steve turns his attention to Trent. "What about you, Trent and Is?"

"Do you have BLT sandwiches?"

"You know it, little dude and dudette! How would you two like your BLTs?"

"Toasted wheat bread, cucumbers and honey mustard instead of mayo. And we would like to have a can of Ginger Ale."

"I can do that and I'll be right in about five minutes."

Leaving the snack shop with their snacks and drinks, they run into Jane and James Prescott and a few of their friends, all equally dressed in clean preppy clothing. Frankie and Rika's faces immediately turned into annoyance.

"Hello, Trent. Isabella. Franklin. Erika."

"I prefer to be called Frankie."

"And I prefer Rika."

"You know you guys can also call me Is." Is made her point.

"Are you guys having pretzels, cheese fries and sandwiches?"

"Yeah. Are you guys?"

Jane and James scoffed at that idea. "Thank you, but no thank you. My friends and I are going to have fat-free, gluten-free, caffeine-free and sugar-free frozen yogurt and ice cream. Have a nice day." They walk into the shop. Trent, Is, Rika and Frankie all looked at each other.

"Is it me or did she said that they're going to have fat-free, gluten-free, caffeine-free and sugar-free frozen yogurt and ice cream?" Is asked, raising her eyebrow.

"Well, they did forget to mention it was 'taste-free.'"

They all laughed at what Trent's small joke before walking home. As they were walking back into Trent and Is' vacation house, they began a conversation.

"Finally! Some real food!" Rika said, slowly scuffing down her pizza pretzel. "Steve's food is so much better than the food that was at the picnic."

Once Rika mentioned the picnic, Trent and Is started to think about one of the girls that collapsed onto the floor. All over, they starts to think to himself, 'Either they were seeing sparks coming out from her head or he was imaging things.'

"Hey. What happened to that girl from the picnic yesterday?"

"Who? Madison Townsend?"

"You know her?"

"Yeah." She said in a dread tone of voice. "My mother forced me to have a 'play-date' with her a couple of months ago, when Frankie sprained his ankle, when he completely useless to me."

"Like it's my fault I slip on some ice cubes and sprained it."

"It was totally your fault!"

Sooner than later, they began to have a small, but slightly-petty argument.

"Guys!"

"Sorry. Anyway, what about her?"

"Don't you think we should visit her?" Frankie, Is and Rika, mainly Rika and Is, looked at Trent as if he lost his mind and just went brain dead.

"You're kidding, right? If you're telling a joke, I'm not laughing." Rika had a serious look on her face.

"Yeah, I agree."

"Thank you." Rika said after she agreed with me.

"I mean, why should we even visit her? She don't know us like that."

Trent, wanting to talk some sense into them, said in a determining voice,

"Come on, you guys. Just think about it for a second. Wouldn't you want to know what was going on with her and see how she's doing? I mean, if one of you passed out in front of everybody, wouldn't you want people to see how you were feeling?"

"Nope."

"Nah."

"I'm just not interested nor do I care."

Rolling his eyes, "Well, you guys go home; I'm going to find her." Is stopped him, wanting him to think for a second and said,

"Do you even know where the girl lives?"

"Well, no. But do you guys know where she lives?"

They all looked at Rika. Taking a long and regretful sigh,

"I know where she lives."