Time for the Kiggy food fight to wage on! Yay! I don't own Power Rangers or the show that inspired this psychotic plot bunny. Or Frisbees.

The one-shots are coming out like hotcakes… the plot bunny is bouncing off the walls today.

Ziggy hopped down the stairs of the Garage at seven o' clock the next morning, clad in a green golf shirt and jeans. The Garage was a now-crusty red and green mess. A hose might be needed to clean up the dried tomato and fig matter off of everything.

Whack!

Ziggy sat down, hard. "Ow…"

Nearby on the floor was a sesame seed bagel. He cocked his head at it.

Looking up he saw Dr. K, a clear plastic bag of various bagels in one hand, in a fresh white lab coat. She sighed and explained, "Scott needs to improve his bagel buying skills. He bought a bag of old and dried out bagels."

Ziggy looked around. "Where's everyone else?"

"Scott, Gem, and Gemma went to the Air Force Base for a training session. Flynn and his dad are at their computer headquarters; and I believe Tenaya left early to take a walk in the park."

"Dillon and Summer?"

"Still in bed I presume," Dr. K shrugged, getting out a whole wheat bagel. Ziggy raised his arms to protect his face.

"Wait! Don't I get some bagels to defend myself with?"

Dr. K arched an eyebrow at him. "I don't recall you pre-arming me with tomatoes prior to throwing one at me."

"Tomatoes don't hurt like bagels do!" Ziggy protested. Dr. K threw the bagel like a Frisbee at him, getting him in the knee.

"AAH!" and Ziggy launched himself at her.

"Oof," they went as they tumbled to the floor. With a cackle Ziggy began to tickle her making her laugh. Nonetheless she managed to keep grabbing bagels and pummeling him with them. Both of them laughing helplessly the battle of bagels continued until…

"Dr. K? Ziggy?" came Summer's voice. The pair looked up at the catwalk on the second floor; Summer and Dillon, in T-shirts matching their Ranger colors and jeans, were watching them.

"What are you two doing?" demanded Dillon. "Didn't you learn anything from yesterday?"

K and Ziggy looked at one another, then at the still mostly-full bag of bagels. They exchanged radiant grins, having had the same idea at the same time.

Then, K holding the bag of bagels, allowed Ziggy to take one from the bag. He threw it at his best friend, who was able to catch it. Dillon gave Ziggy a dark look.

"You did not just throw a bagel at me."

"He did," K smiled sweetly. Grabbing multiple bagels the two ran up the stairs after Summer and Dillon, pelting them with dried bagels.

Half-laughing and half-shouting Summer and Dillon retreated into their room (during their Ranger days it had been just Summer's but Ziggy had completely commandeered his and Dillon's following their departure so Summer and Dillon had been 'forced' to share a room upon their arrival for their visit). K and Ziggy continued to throw bagels at the door, laughing giddily. When they ran out of bagels they picked up the ones off the floor and re-used them to launch at the door.

Inside the room Summer and Dillon were sitting side by side on their bed. Dillon used his hand to support up his head and sighed.

"Do you think they'll let up any time soon?"

"Doubtful," Summer chuckled, resting her head on his shoulder. "So what should we do?"

"I'm not kissing you with doc and Ziggy pelting bagels at our door."

"Dillon," Summer protested, trying to look cute. Then Ziggy's voice penetrated through the door, "To the toaster!"

"To the toaster!" shouted Dr. K. Running footsteps were then heard. Summer did a face-palm.

"You were saying?" Dillon inquired, his lips quirked upward.

"Never mind."

Having toasted all their already mostly dry (and now dirty as well) bagels K and Ziggy were throwing them at the door with renewed vigor. Well, Ziggy was. Dr. K was using cream cheese and a butter knife to inscribe edible words onto the door. Mostly 'Summer loves Dillon', 'Dillon loves Summer', and a lot of hearts.

"Hm," went Ziggy, arms akimbo. Dr. K halted her writing.

"What?"

"We need to take this to the next level."

Dr. K studied the cream cheese decorated door. "What else do you put on bagels?"

"You usually have coffee with a bagel," noted Ziggy.

So Ziggy went off to get coffee while Dr. K took over his bagel pelting duty, leaving the cream cheese to the side… for now.

Ziggy made multiple pots of coffee, carrying them up one at a time. When he had brought up five pots of coffee he stopped. Rubbing his hands together evilly he proclaimed, "Summer and Dillon, prepare to be coffee-ified!"

"I doubt that's in any recognized lexicon, Ziggy," noted Dr. K. Ziggy gave her a wicked grin.

"We're in the middle of a food war, doc. There is no recognized lexicon here."

"A valid point," Dr. K concurred as they dumped pot after pot of coffee under the door.

"WHAT THE?" yelled Dillon as the brown liquid spread across the floor of the room. Summer pulled her legs up onto the bed. She sighed, "I think it was better when they were trying to destroy each other."

"No kidding."

On the other side of the room Ziggy was getting a turn to write 'Summer loves Dillon' and 'Dillon loves Summer' in cream cheese on the door while Dr. K worked to shove increasingly soggy bagels under the door. This was fun.