Not so Fantastico 9

"Antonio!" Mentor J cried when the team came running up with Antonio between Wesley and Emily.

"Ji," he smiled, shaking his hand.

"I saw the battle," Mentor announced, "and I am very proud of all your hard work and detirmation."

"Thanks," they all said, exhausted.

They were all soon showered and resting peacefully in bed. Antonio was told to stay the night, so he slept in a spare room. When dawn set down, the Rangers woke up to a fish omlet breakfast by Antonio, who was a very good cook. After cleaning up, everybody sat in their circle.

Antonio again sat by Emily, but Jayden trusted him again. Mentor cleared his throat and stood behind Antonio.

"Antonio Garcea," he announced, "you have proven a valuable ranger and, if Jayden allowd it, you will be part of the team as The Gold Ranger."

Antonio about passed out as he gasped, "But Wesley's…?"

"Not anymore," Wesley corrected, "I always wanted a costume change. You are to destined one to be Gold Ranger."

To prove his point, he made his symbol. Same outfit, only silver. Antonio grinned at the Ranger who now controlled darkness.

"Antonio," Jayden smiled, "you are now our Gold Ranger."

Antonio cheered as the others laughed, hugged, or high fived.

"Yes!" he cried, "I'm finally a Gold Samurai, baby! YES!"

He jumped up in exietment and hugged a giggling Emily.

Rip.

His pants were soon at his ankles. Today he wore pink undies with red hearts all over and a white bunny on the 'backyard.' The others laughed even harder as he yanked them up in a blush.

"I've got to get these things fixed, "he mumbled as he tried to pin them.

That evening, Antonio lay in his bed, too wound up to sleep. He was finally friends with the rangers, had their trust, and finally had a home. And he was now Gold Ranger, too? Mega-sweet. Suddenly, Wesley appeared in the doorway.

"Come on," he mumbled, "follow me. But don't make a sound."

Gulping, Antonio crept behind him. Was he still mad at him? But that's when the sweetest, most beautiful flute song reached his ears. The two rangers knelt behind some plants in the garden as Emily played her flute. She was lovely and talented, and a moonlight beam touched her skin, making her more beautiful.

"She's really something," Wesley whispered to Antonio, "I like hearing her play at night. It helps me sleep."

"Emily's the best ranger with the most spirit," Antonio muttered back, "Jayden's lucky to have her."

"I hope we'll find love one day," Wesley replied softly, "with somebody as nice as Emily….or as close to Emily they can get."

"We will," Antonio whispered as Emily rose and headed for bed, "it's our destiny."

And for that night, everything was 'fantastico.'

Author Note: Hee, hee. Please review and let me know SOMEBODY read this. I'll be using this new setup from now on, P.S. And until next time…Authors Together, Writing Forever!