Two months had passed by since the clone Kimberly passed her powers to Katherine and left for Florida. It had been a while since she had called Tommy. In the meantime, the real Kimberly was getting used to living life as a frog. Hopping around, catching flies with her tongue, eating bugs, and croaking. The worst part was living in a glass tank in Tommy's room. But, for the most part, Tommy let her out of the tank and she always was on his shoulder. If it wasn't for Zedd and that evil clone, she wouldn't be living in the tank at all. She'd still be human living a normal life and she'd still be the pink ranger.
Clone Kimberly appeared in the room and she tapped at the glass. Kimberly hopped into the water, pushing with her back legs until she reaches the other side. Clone Kimberly caught the size of Kimberly's toes, which were so long for the size of her foot. It was prefect for a former human who was known a little flying eating alien.
"What are you doing here!" Kimberly hissed.
"I'm not going to do anything, so you can relax. Frogs are so cute," taunted clone Kimberly as she pecked on the glass. "I'm sure you much happier as frog."
"Frogs are not cute!" Kimberly corrected while she glared at her clone. "They are slimy and gross. I never did like frogs and I really don't like being a frog. I can't communicate with anyone and it's lonely-"
"-you don't have to be lonely," smirked the clone Kimberly pulling out a pink flip phone of her purse. "You can talk with me-"
"-I don't want to talk with you!" Kimberly shouted and her eyes shifted to the phone. "What are you doing with my cell phone? Give it back!"
"Frogs don't know how use cell phones and can't talk on them," remarked the clone Kimberly as she put the cell phone away. "It's mine now!"
"You'd better not hurt Tommy!" Kimberly warned as the clone Kimberly lifted the lid of the tank. She leaped and landed on Tommy's bed. "I mean it!"
"I have plans for Tommy and they don't concern you," threatened the clone Kimberly. "Where is he right now?"
"That is none of your business!" Kimberly answered angrily.
The door knob began to turn and the clone disappeared just as the door opened. "How'd you get out of your tank, Beautiful?" Tommy gasped when he saw Kimberly sitting on his bed and his eyes shifted over to the tank lid. He closed the door and changed into a pair of khaki pants and a white Henley. "I guess I must have forgotten to close the tank lid. It's just been a stressful morning. The water heater is messed up and we have no hot water. I'm going to have to leave for school early and take my shower before first period."
The messed-up water heater had Clone Kimberly written all over it. Why else would she tell Kimberly she had plans for Tommy? She didn't trust her clone at all. If she was only a human, she could tell him what her evil clone told her. But, he wouldn't be able to understand her even if she to speak to him. If she couldn't tell him, she was going to go to school with him and make sure he was okay.
Tommy striped down and stepped into the shower and turned the water on. He closed his eyes as the water beat over his head in tiny water beads. All he wanted was silence as the water got the prefect temperature and pressure. He leaned against the cold smooth tiles as he worked shampoo into his hair. Clouds of steam filled the bath room as Kimberly peaked out from Tommy's back pack. He had left it unzipped just a tad, which would work to her advantage. She could get out if she needed to. So, far everything was fine. No clone Kimberly in sight. Maybe that was one of the advantages of being at school.
"His water heater at home was messed up," said clone Kimberly in a quiet voice. "It was my doing."
"Excellent Kimberly," Zedd stated. "Or should I say excellent, Clone Kimberly?"
"I am not going to go by Kimberly or Clone Kimberly," answered the clone. "I don't love him like the real Kimberly or should I say his pet frog. I want to have my own identity, when I am not posing as the real Kimberly."
"Yes, you are right," Zedd agreed. "You will now go by Kimmy."
"Kimmy, I like that so much better," stated Kimmy.
Kimberly was thankful that the backpack was lying down on a bench. She moved the back of the zipper up making the backpack unzip a little more. Zedd and the clone Kimberly walked around the room and saw steam was coming from the shower. The clone Kimberly was dressed in a black warm up suit and her hair was pulled back.
"You know what to do," Zedd whispered handing her a potion containing a red liquid. "Once you drink it your voice will sound different and you will gain extra strength. But, it only last for two hours."
"What about the other potion?" asked Kimmy when she put the potion in her gym bag.
"I almost forgot!" Zedd gasped as he handed her a small of bottle which contained a clear liquid. "This will put anyone who is asleep under a hypnosis spell. All you have to do see that they take potion will they are asleep. Once they wake up, you can tell them to do something and they will do it. It only lasts for about an hour. To make them come out of their hypnosis quicker, just throw water in their face."
Zedd disappeared and Kimmy put the potion in her small pink gym bag. She heard the shower turn off and quickly ran out of the room. Kimberly quietly unzipped the backpack a little more and hopped out. She hopped over to a dark corner and hid under a bench.
Tommy wrapped a fluffy green towel around his himself and stepped out of the shower. Walking over to his duffle, he glanced down at his watching sitting on top of his khaki pants. It was 7:15 and he had half an hour before his first period class started, which was swimming a three-hour swimming and diving class.
He dried off and stepped into a pair of green swim briefs. He placed his gym bag inside his locker just he heard his cell phone was vibrating inside the front pocket of his khaki pants.
"Hello," Tommy answered as he closed his gym locker and took a seat on the bench.
"Hey, Tommy. It's Kimberly. Do you have time to talk."?
"I sure do," he answered in an excited tone. "How are things in Florida going?"
"They are going great. I've been getting my schooling here on the facility. Right after school, we have practice for a few hours. And then half a day of training on Saturdays. How are things in Angel Grove?"
"Everything is good," Tommy replied. "But, I miss you."
"I miss everyone in Angel Grove too. I'm sure Kat is a good pink ranger."
"She has made a fine addition to the team. She worried about her communicator going off. But, she has done really well," Tommy began when a pink gas filled the room. "Kim could you hold on a minute. If you don't have time, I understand-"
"-no, its fine. I can hold."
Tommy reached for his communicator and let out a yawn before dozing off and landing on the floor.
Kimberly knew that her evil clone was behind this. Just as the gas came in her direction, she crawled through a small crack in the wall. She got a sniff of the gas and for some reason it didn't affect her. "Why didn't this affect me?" Kimberly thought, when she heard someone walking in the bathroom.
"There you are Tommy," said the evil clone. "You needed a nap any way so I'll end our phone call."
There was a loud ring.
"Hello, this is Kimberly!"
"Kimberly where are you?" Shouted Coach Schmidt." I told you to train with Autumn-"
"-I told you I am not working with her!" remarked Kimmy. "She is weak and has no business being on the team. You should choose some better athletes that are more like me-"
"-I thought you were nice and polite when I visited Angel Grove!" interrupted Coach Schmidt. "But, you are only mean and hateful. You haven't been nice to any of the girls who aren't as good as you-"
"-you were stupid for choosing Autumn and those weak girls to be on this team-"
"-no, I was wrong about choosing you," Coach Schmidt yelled. "You are off the team. I don't know where you are. But, I want you to go to your dorm and collect your things and leave."
"I've already left this morning," Kimmy shouted. "Good bye!"
Kimberly hopped to the highest pipe and noticed there were four small entrances. "These must lead to air vents in the locker room," she realized glancing at the entrances on all of sides of the wall. "I think I will try the entrance on the right first. Hold on Tommy, I'm coming."
Kimmy pulled the potion out of her bag and drank every last drop; then she turned to face Tommy who was still unconscious on the floor. She laid out a hair magazine out of her gym bag, along with hair supplies.
"Prefect," Kimmy snickered in a deep voice as she opened her magazine. She turned the pages until she got to page sixteen, which was ballerina bun. Glancing down at the direction, she grabbed a fist of Tommy hair and started to comb it until it was nice and smooth; she brought it all the way up to the top of his head.
"What does step two call for," she whispered glancing down at the magazine, while she continued to hold Tommy's hair above the crown of his head. She carefully read the instructions. "Okay, I think I can do that."
Kimmy gently wrapped Tommy's hair clockwise until she had one twisted strand of hair. Once she had the hair twisted, she wrapped it around the ponytail holder, until it looked like a cinnamon roll. Holding the bun with her left hand, Kimmy grabbed a bunhead hair pin and glanced down at the magazine. "The hair pin has to grab two sections of hair to hold the bun in place," she read. "Take one prong of the hair pin and place it in a tiny section of bun at the top of the head. Then twist hair pin and push down behind the elastic hair band. This will prevent the ballerina bun from movement. Repeat this process on all four corners."
In the meantime, Kimberly was crawling through the vents. She went through two of entrances. The one on the right came out next to a locker in the girls' locker room and the one on the left came out above a desk in the PE teacher's office. It had only been a really long time since she went through south entrance. Hopefully this one would take her to Tommy. "Hold on a little longer, Tommy," she thought as she continued to make her way through the long tunnel.
As she continued to make her way through the tunnel, she thought about coach Schmidt. Her clone made her look so bad, she hoped that she never ran into Gunther Schmidt for the rest of her life. There was no doubt that he would still remember what took place down in Florida. And he had probably already told several people about kicking her off the time. She just hoped it didn't get back to anyone in Angel Grove. If it did, she had no idea how she would explain to everyone especially Tommy. The only way he would believe her was if he could regain his memory of witnessing her being turned into a frog, witness her turning back into a human, or even becoming a frog himself.
As she got closer to a vent she could hear people talking.
"Have you changed your outfit yet?" Kimmy asked.
"Yes, I am coming out now," answered Tommy in a hypnotized voice.
"You look really nice in your ballet outfit," Kimmy snickered. "Go to the last changing room."
"Tommy!" Kimberly gasped as she picked up speed and quickly made her way to the vent that was straight ahead. Below was the empty room with a small chair sitting against the wall. Tommy walked in and he was wearing a light pink tutu dress with spaghetti straps. The skirt appeared to be in five layers of chiffon material and it was also short and puffy looking. His hair was even in a ballerina bun. "You won't get away with this evil clone!"
Kimmy walked into the room with hand cuffs, a black Velcro strap, a mirror, and a glass of water. "Take a seat in the chair," she instructed and Tommy took a seat. "Place your hands in your lap and have your feet together."
"As you wish," Tommy answered in a hypnotized voice.
Kimmy pulled a key out pocket, and unlocked the hand cuffs and placed them on Tommy's hands. She kneeled down and placed the black strap around on Tommy's ankles. "It's time to wake up," Kimmy laughed as she threw cold water in Tommy's face.
"What happened?!" Tommy yawned when someone looking at his surroundings. Someone in a black mask was standing in front of him. He tried to kick them, but noticed he couldn't move his feet. He couldn't move his hands. What had happened to him? The last thing he remembered was pink gas coming into the locker room while he was on the phone with Kimberly. He must have been unconscious for a while.
"You were under a hypnosis!" answered the person in black. "I gave you a potion to drink while you were unconscious and you obeyed my commands when I told you to change your outfit. You even let me restrain you."
"So, you are responsible for the gas that put me out?!" Tommy realized as he was staring at the person. He had no idea who they were since they were wearing a black mask. The only two clues that he had was that they had a deep pitch voice and they were probably working for Zedd. "Who are you!" Tommy shouted as he started to struggle.
"That's none of your concern," the person answered. They grabbed the key off the floor and threw key in the air vent.
"How am I supposed to get free now?!" Tommy shouted as a look of terror began to appear on his face.
"It isn't my problem," answered the person in black.
Kimberly hopped back as the keys missed hitting her. "Eww Gross," Kimberly thought as she stuck out her tongue and wrapped her tongue around the keys. "Tommy, is worth it though!"
"Why don't you take a look at your new look!" Kimmy snickered.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO ME-"
"-I did your hair for you," Kimmy laughed. "But, you were the one changed into the ballet outfit."
"I can't be seen like this!" Tommy shouted. "Please release me-"
"-good bye white ranger," Kimmy stated. "This isn't my problem!"
Kimberly hopped over to vent and dropped the key through the vent.
"Great, I have the keys. But, what good will it do?" Tommy sighed.
"How am I going to get down there?" Kimberly wondered as she looked around. On one of the ceiling tiles there were students' names written on them. Apparently students had been writing on the tiles. She looked around and saw a tile that had a huge crack in it. "Maybe if I hop on it a few times, it will break?"
Tommy sat in the changing room for a really long time. How was he going to get out? There was no way he could reach the key. Even if he could, he wouldn't be able to stick them in the key holes and unlock them. His heart started pounding. Someone was going to have to find him. But, whoever found him would see him looking like an ugly ballerina. It would be all over school and no one would believe someone placed him under a hypnotic spell.
Kimberly hopped up on Tommy's shoulder and started to nuzzle him affectionately. "Hey, Beautiful!" Tommy greeted when he felt his frog kiss him on the cheek. "How did you get here?"
She hopped off his shoulder and wrapped her tongue around the key. Carefully placing the key in one of the hand cuffs, she turned it with all her strength. There heard a click and it opened. "It worked! "she thought as she wrapped her tongue around the cuff and removed it.
"Thanks, Beautiful!" Tommy smiled as he lifted his right hand out of the cuff. She grabbed the key and pulled it out. Kimberly wrapped her tongue around the key again and inserted it into the left cuff. Once again she pulled with all her strength until she heard a click. Tommy slowly moved his hands out of his lap and gently closed the hand cuffs. "We should through these in the trash. But, I can't stand up-"
Kimberly started to hop up and down in his lap.
"What is it, Beautiful?" Tommy asked. Kimberly looked down at his feet and saw a strap hanging loose that wasn't sticking to any Velcro. "Do you see something that could help removed strap?"
She hopped out of his lap and wrapped her tongue around the strap that was dangling. Even though she was tired, she wrapped her tongue around the strap and started to pull it back with all the remaining strength and energy that she had left in her.
"Thanks, Beautiful," Tommy smiled as he got up out of the chair and kneeled down to her. "You were great. Now you deserve a nice rest."
He lifted her off the ground and placed her on his shoulder. Kimberly started to nuzzle him again. "I love you, Tommy," Kimberly thought inside her head. "I wish you knew who I really am."
Kimberly hopped over to the other key and wrapped tongue around it. Just like with the hand cuffs, she inserted it into the right ankle cuff. She pulled hard as she struggled to turn it. Finally, there was a click. "You rest," Tommy suggested when she carefully lifted it off his foot. "You deserve it. I can take over from here."
Tommy picked up the key, handcuffs, and Velcro strap; then he threw them away as they excited the changing room. He felt Kimberly hop up on top of his head and he walked over to the mirror. He saw her tongue wrapped around one of the hair pins and started to wiggle it. It came loose and fell on the ground. "I can take care of the other ones," Tommy promised her when she started to wiggle another pin. "Don't worry."
Kimberly hopped back on Tommy shoulder and watched him remove the last two pins. He slowly untwisted his hair and then there was a loud snap. The elastic band fell to the ground and Tommy's hair feel to his shoulders. Tommy opened his locker and pulled out his duffle bag. He glanced at his watch and saw that it was 3:00. "There goes my prefect attendance record," Tommy sighed as he took a seat on the bench. His cell phone was still laying on the bench, but the battery was running down. He noticed that his green back was laying on the floor and it was unzipped. Just as Tommy kneeled down, Kimberly hopped into the backpack. "So, that's how you got here? You really were a big help to me. I love you, Beautiful!"
She hopped out of the backpack and jumped back up on the bench. Tommy quickly changed into his khakis and white Henley. Kimberly hopped up on his shoulder and started to nuzzle him. "Beautiful, I've realized that there is something special about you," Tommy began as he collected his stuff and left the locker room. "You aren't like most frogs. My goal is to find out what makes so different from other frogs."
Author's note:
I looked on the internet on hair to do a ballerina bun. One of the sources that I used to write about doing a ballerina bun was a YouTube video called How To: THE PREFECT ballet bun. I also used a Make-a-Ballet-Bun and Do-a-Quick-and-Easy-Hair-Bun from wikihow.
Also, I thought that I needed to give the clone Kimberly a name so it wouldn't get confusing. So, that is why she will be called Kimmy.