"Ok, now remember boys, this is Doctor Stella Astros, the world's leading meteorologist, if we play this right we could be looking at a contract as thick as your fist!" Trex said, punching the air. He, Donny and Carl were stood outside the door to a large house.
"I don't even know what that means, but ok!" Carl giggled. He and Donny guffawed together, until the door opened, and they both stood perfectly straight.
"Professor Trex! So glad to meet you!" Professor Astros said answering the door. She was an old, greying woman wearing glasses and a lab coat. She and Trex kissed the air by each other's cheeks.
"Doctor Astros! Thank you for agreeing to meet with us!" Trex said, as Astros led them through to a comfy living room, filled with squashy rocking chairs. Donny & Carl sat down and began tipping back and forth on them.
"So wait, old lady, what exactly do you do?" Donny asked. Trex glared, but Astros smiled.
"I'm a meteorologist."
"So basically you look at rocks?" Carl asked, not looking up.
"These are my assistants, Donny & Carl," Trex muttered nervously. Astros continued to smile.
"Whilst we're on the subject of assistants, these are mine, Carlson & Don," she said, as two boys proportioned similarly to Donny & Carl walked in. They instantly went for two more chairs.
"So wait, old dude, what exactly do you do?" Carlson asked. Astros glared, but Trex smiled.
"I'm a palaeontologist."
"So basically you look at rocks?" Don asked, not looking up.
Donny & Carl stared at them for a moment, before Donny asked, "Have we met?"
Backing music plays, leading into theme song
(Five pairs of feet shown running up a hill one by one, they reach the top of the hill and are revealed to be Kyle, Nanene, Rei, Ritchie, and James)
Dino Force Poké Ra-a-angers!
(The Rangers all strike the screen with their Slash Batons)
Protecting Earth throughout the a-ages!
(The leaders of the Dinos Empire gaze down upon the Earth, their prize, from Dinos)
From the ancient past, to the distant future, we will fight as one!
(Rei, Yellow Ranger, Kabutops Zord shown. Credits; "Rei Danime created by Mimi Tachikawa-Sincerity)
We will never rest; we will always fight, until our job is done!
(James, Black Ranger, Armaldo Zord shown. Credits; "James Masterson created by Yankee Blaze)
(Ritchie, Green Ranger, Cradily Zord shown. Credits; "Ritchie Smith created by Psyduck Ranger)
Dino Rangers, we sooooooaaaaaar!
(Nanene, Blue Ranger, Omastar Zord shown. Credits; "Nanene Valentine created by Mimi
Tachikawa-Sincerity)
Dino Rangers, we will win this war!
(Kyle, Red Ranger, Aerodactyl Zord shown. Credits; "Kyle Weaver created by Phoenix Espeon)
D-d-d-Dino Force Poké Ra-a-angers!
(Dino Megazord shown battling a Dinosian)
Protecting Earth throughout the ages!
(Adelie, Anna, and Jimmy shown at Golden Youths, Tom and Sensei Omino shown at the dojo)
Dino Force Poké Ra-a-angers!
(Screen diagonally split in two. Left side shows Kurtis and Kris fighting to be the main view on a phone call, right side shows Greg working on a computer, Clara stood behind him)
We will fight, and we will win!
(Whitney and Miborg shown working in BoO)
With the power of the ancient po-ké-mon!
(Rangers shown riding Relicanth Riders)
We will make our enemies run!
(James using his Dino Blaster against Juliet)
Dino Rangers, we let out our roar!
(Kyle & Nanene fighting back to back with the Slash Batons)
Dino Rangers, beat the dinosaurs!
(Rei shown using her Dino Muscle Enhancement)
D-d-d-Dino Force Poké Ra-a-angers!
(Ritchie stood by his limo with Samuel)
Protecting Earth throughout the ages!
(Donny, Carl & Prof Trex stood in a T-Rex like footprint)
Dino Force Poké Ra-a-angers!
(Everyone at a football match, either playing, cheering, commentating, or yelling)
We will fight, and we will win!Dino Force!
(Ranger teens facing an army of Zaroids)
We will fight, and we will win!One more time!
(The Ranger teens, Whitney, and Miborg all flee into BoO as the earthquake hits)
We will fight, and we will WIN!
(Rangers stand before series logo. Credits read "Characters created by Psyduck Ranger, Phoenix Espeon, Digimon Lantern 1, Yankee Blaze, Mimi Tachikawa-Sincerity, Daniel the Dragonfly, RubyVulpix and Nintendo. Everything else by Psyduck Ranger)
Chapter 14; Foster's Choice
The four Rangers, Adelie, and Tom were sat in Golden Youths a couple of days after Anna and Rei had left.
"Come on, James, let me be a special guest host," Kyle moaned.
"What are you talking about now?" Nanene sighed.
"For Rei & J in the Morning. Since Rei's on holiday, James gets a special guest host every day, right Jimbo?" Kyle asked. James gawped.
"Uh, yeah, but I never mentioned – how did you know-?" James asked.
Uh – I listened to the show, dumb-dumb. This morning you had Chip Dalton, that other radio DJ...what? Am I seriously the only one here who didn't stop listening to the show because Rei's not on it. James is my friend too!" Kyle said angrily. James smiled.
"Thanks, dude."
"So how about that guest spot?"
"Absolutely not," James said bluntly, and the group chorused with laughter. Kyle gasped.
"Well why not?!"
"Because I enjoy having listeners...
"Radio presenter for a day? Sounds like fun, I'll do it, if you want," Tom put in.
"Yeah, ok."
"What!? You let him do it, but not me, your bestest buddy in the whole wide world!?" Kyle cried in exasperation.
"Oh come on, he's a ninja, and your idea of cool involves shadow puppets eight time out of ten!" James yelled.
"Master Ritchie?" Samuel called, as he stuck his head round the front door. The group all looked over to him, "Ah, there you are. Come on out here, there's a couple of special guests for you. In fact, they want to see all of you guys," he added, and the six teens followed him out.
"I just noticed something," Jimmy said, looking around the club.
"What's that?" Whitney asked from the kitchen, as she dealt with dirty glasses.
"Those guys were our only customers," he replied, and Whitney looked out, and saw an empty youth club. She turned to Jimmy, and grinned. His smile matched hers, and he ran out back to join her, with lots of slurping sounds.
Up on Dinos...
Farrah had turned up on Foster's doorstep, and he'd welcomed her into his house. Literally everything inside was made of metal or rock. On a small table sat two lone video photos, showing several seconds each, rather than an instant. The first showed Whissy pirouetting; the second showed Foster with his arm round the shoulders of Whissy's mother, who was holding the baby Whissy in her arms. They were both turned so that one could only see them if one tried.
"To what do I owe this pleasure?" Foster asked. Farrah smiled.
"Now is your chance to teach the Rangers their lesson. The Yellow one is on holiday, so we only have two to do deal with each. They simply need to be separated. We shan't waste another second; if you are ready, we leave at once," Farrah said. Foster rose to his feet and nodded.
"Very well, but let me go ahead, I want a few moments for myself. Join me when it looks like I need help," Foster said. Farrah agreed, and they left the house.
Meanwhile, in Fallarbor...
"I welcome you to the BATTLE TENT FALLARBOR SITE! I am your guide to the Set KO Tourney! Now, do you wish to take the challenge of a Set KO Tourney?" a man, stood behind a desk asked. He was dressed in karate-attire.
The five teens stared blank-faced at the man, until Laura finally spoke up.
"Was that spiel really necessary?" she asked.
"Probably not!" the man said, just as flamboyantly and proudly as before.
"Yeah, hook us all up for a go," Kris said, and the group all filled out short forms.
They selected their three pokémon, and followed the attendant to a door leading to the arena.
Across town...
The two Professors were talking business in the kitchen, leaving the four young men in the living room.
"So what do you guys do for fun?" Donny asked.
"We help out at the old folks home when we're not working with the Prof," Carlson told them.
"Pfft, you guys suck," Carl said.
"Yeah, well you guys blow!" Don yelled back.
"We do not, we the opposite of blow!" Carl shouted.
"Wait, what's the opposite of blowing?" Donny asked. He and Carl glanced to each other, furrowing their brows.
"If we the opposite of blow...that means we suck!" Donny wailed.
"And if we the opposite of suck...that means we blow!" Carlson sobbed.
All four burst into tears.
Outside Golden Youths back in Johto...
"Neato, another helicopter, like that one you came in, Samuel," Adelie reminded everyone, as a chopper landed in the middle of the street.
"Yeah, well...it's got nothing on my bike," Kyle mumbled.
The engines shut down, and the propellers slowed, allowing the passengers to jump down from the sides, the man helping the woman down after him. They removed their helmets, and scanned the crowd.
"There he is! There's my son!" the woman screamed, running over to Ritchie, grabbing him in a bear hug, and the man calmly walked over, grinning ear-to-rather-large-ear.
"Mum! Dad! Er...hi! What are you doing here – other than crushing my spine?" Ritchie croaked.
"More importantly, who's looking after Silph Co.!? Did you think about Saffron's economy before you just flew out here!?" Kyle asked angrily. Adelie delivered a perfect chokeslam unto him.
"Oh, we've popped out here on a visit to see our favourite son! And to meet his lovely friends! This must be that Kyle you mentioned about! You're right, he is very well informed about Saffron politics," Mr. Smith chuckled.
"...I am well informed..." Kyle said, his cheeks tingeing red, his grin covering his face.
"Oh, and your flatmate Narnia!" Mrs Smith said, releasing Ritchie, and turning to Nanene.
"Oh, sorry, it's actually pronounced "Nah-nar-nay"," the Blue Ranger said slowly.
"That's what I said, "Nar-nee-ah"," the older woman said even more slowly. Kyle grinned, patting Nanene's shoulder.
"So, how's life with our little Ran-" Mrs Smith began.
"-RAY-! Ray...Rei, really Mum, I didn't know you knew Rei? Well she's on holiday at the moment, in Fallarbor," Ritchie cried. Adelie raised her eyebrow, and Tom cocked his head to one side.
"Oh...oh! Of course, yes! Well, Samuel, how's my boy coping with your expectations?" Mr Smith asked.
"Never let him rest for a moment sir," Samuel laughed.
"Hey, can I make a suggestion? Instead of standing around in the streets, how about we go somewhere?" Kyle said.
"Sounds good to me, where to?" Mr Smith asked.
Nobody answered, however, as a swarm of Zaroids sprouted from the ground. A few of the group's number screamed.
"Samuel, get my parents out of here!" Ritchie ordered, and Samuel nodded, trying to usher the Smiths to the helicopter.
"No! Ritchie, come on! Samuel stop, my son-!" Mrs Smith sobbed.
"...Has a job to do, Lydia," Ritchie's Dad said, and Samuel agreed. Ritchie's Mum sighed, but carried on. However, before they could reach the craft, it exploded, and they all fell to the ground.
Foster came walking slowly towards them from the wreckage. Tom caught Ritchie's eye, and both nodded. They sped towards Foster, but he ignored the Green Ranger, simply grabbing Tom's skull, and pulling him along, until he also caught Adelie. He threw them to the ground, and emitted a calm, soothing sound, lulling the pair to sleep.
"Good. Now we're alone, Rangers. Now it's time for you to DIE!" Foster screamed.
"Heard it all before. Ready?" Kyle asked.
"Ready!"
"AncientPower! Fossil Power!"
Meanwhile, in Fallarbor...
"KURTIS, please select your third and final pokémon," the MC requested. The first match was Kurtis vs. Laura, and both were now down to their final pokémon, after an otherwise relatively quick battle.
"Ok then, here's something you weren't expecting, I choose Nosepass!" Kurtis declared, hurling a Dusk Ball, unleashing a big-nosed rock.
"Wow, when did you get a Nosepass, Kurtis?" Rei asked.
"Back when we hit Dewford. Well let's face it, I'm not going to go far with nothing but bug and grass types. I still haven't won my Heat Badge yet, we're going back down to Lavaridge after this," Kurtis said.
"Let the match begin!" the referee called, and Kurtis jumped up as he saw his sister's Weavile launching towards his Nosepass.
"Brick Break, Chester!" she commanded, and Weavile's fist sunk into it.
"Hey, I was talking! Fine, Nosepass, Rollout!" Kurtis said. His pokémon span on its axis, colliding with Weavile.
"Now, Ice Punch!" Laura called again, and the two pokémon made contact once again.
"Keep going, Rollout!" Kurtis yelled, but this time Nosepass missed, and it ceased spinning.
"Unlucky there, Kurtis, guess that Lax Incense was worth the money. One more time, Brick Break!" Laura said, and her Sharp Claw pokémon chipped off some nasal fragments.
"Come on Nosepass, hold on in there; let's get ready for the big one, Lock-On!" Kurtis said. A target suddenly appeared attached to Weavile.
"That's it, we will now go to judging to decide the winner!" the MC cried. Kurtis stared at him, wide-eyed.
"Excuse me!?" he wailed, his voice higher pitched than normal.
"Kurtis, please tell me you know the rules of this place?" Laura moaned.
"Judging category 1, Mind! The POKÉMON showing the most guts!" he called, holding up two signs, a red circle closer to Laura and a black cross to Kurtis.
"Kurtis, at Battle Tent Fallarbor, if neither pokémon has fainted after three turns it goes to judging based on mind, body, and skill," Kris told him.
"Judging category 2, Skill! The POKÉMON showing the most skill!" Two more signs, once again awarding Laura a red circle and Kurtis a black cross.
"Nobody told me that!" Kurtis squealed.
"Judging category 3, Body! The POKÉMON showing the most vitality!" They both received the same signs once again, and the MC declared Laura victorious.
"Sorry dumb-dumb. Who's next?" Laura asked, chuckling as Kurtis slumped away, having recalled Nosepass.
Back in Goldenrod...
Foster's fury was propelling him to capably fend off all four Rangers, until, amidst a second explosion, Farrah entered the equation. The Rangers lay scattered on the ground, and Farrah chose to take James and Nanene. She grabbed them both by the head and carried them thusly to the top of the department store.
"Now it's just the three of us," Foster said, snarling down at them.
Kyle was beginning to rise to his feet, but Foster pulled him up, grabbing him by the shoulders and holding him slightly above his own head.
"YOU KILLED MY DAUGHTER! Can you hear me, Red Ranger!? My daughter was 10 years old, an innocent child, AND YOU BRUTALLY MURDERED HER, WITHOUT PROVOCATION!" he bellowed. Kyle had twitched into life as he'd said 10.
"Wait...your daughter...Whissy...Whissy was your daughter?" he mumbled.
"YES!" Foster screamed, spraying him with spit.
"Then...then you need to know how sorry I am," Kyle said. His voice was trembling. "I – I didn't realise she wasn't an adult at first, I-!"
"Save it! I'm not interested in your excuses! You and your little team here murdered my precious child!" Foster screeched. Tears were starting to drop from his eyes.
By this point Ritchie's parents and Samuel had awoken from their stupors, and were rising to their feet, surveying the scene before them.
Ritchie had also returned to his feet, and was about to attack Foster from behind. On parental instinct, Ritchie's Mum called out to him, "RITCHIE!"
Foster looked to her, then behind to the Green Ranger, just in time to throw Kyle at him.
Foster caught Ritchie before he landed, and held him in a chokehold, staring out at his parents.
"So. Mum and Dad Green Ranger. Now I don't just get to kill those responsible for my daughter's death; I can make someone suffer the pain I have!"
"No! Please! I'm begging you, don't hurt my son!" Mrs Smith sobbed. Mr Smith took her shoulders, and held her back. He had Samuel support her, as he took a few tentative steps forward.
"Look now. Surely there must be some misunderstanding; my son might be a Ranger, and your race might be his enemy, but though I may not know him very well, he would never knowingly harm an innocent child like you said!" he said.
"You really are clueless, aren't you?" Foster asked sincerely. He grinned at Ritchie, "Well then perhaps we should clue them in, hmm?"
Up on the department store's roof...
"We'll show you what it means to be black and blue," James snarled, as he wrestled himself and Nanene free of Farrah's grip.
"Oh, very amusing, Ranger! But today shall see the universal balance restored; you shall pay for what you did to my son, and Foster's daughter!" she hissed, and before either Ranger could react, she leapt up, hovering above their heads by keeping her wings gently beating the air.
"Heard it all before..." Nanene muttered, as the Helix Blaster came to her hand. She aimed it up at Farrah, and opened fire. Farrah obviously swerved and dodged the blasts, letting Nanene's blasts, shortly joined by James's fall against the sky.
Back on the ground...
"A few weeks back, my daughter, Whissy visited the Royal Dinosian Palace. She got away from her guide and accidentally teleported herself down here to Earth. She pleaded for help – made it perfectly clear how young she was, how she meant no harm, how she couldn't do any harm! But these Rangers didn't care, and they mercilessly slaughtered her!" Foster bellowed.
Ritchie's parents were both hiding their faces. Mr Smith lowered his hands enough to beg, "Please, son, tell me this isn't true. Please!"
Ritchie looked away from his parents. Kyle spoke up for him.
"It wasn't like that! The first time it I was the only one who knew she was a child, but I couldn't tell the others because of some curse Jashinka put on me, and I couldn't stop them in time! Then the second time, she-" he said. By this point he was stood up again, and holding the Amber Blaster steady at Foster. Of course, Ritchie was between the two, preventing him from opening fire.
"What is this!? "The first time", "the second time"!? Even if it were possible to kill someone more than once, I would not believe your story! You murdered my daughter in cold blood!"
"No! That's not true! I wept for her when the others killed her first! And then Jashinka brought her back, and we had to stop her with our Megazord! She was confused, and she was in pain, she was having a heart attack! We were – were forced to kill her. I – I hated it, and..." Kyle said, as he finally broke out in tears.
Foster stared at him, his face falling.
"No...that's not...you're human...wait, of course! You're human, and this is just an act! I'LL KILL YOU!" he bellowed, and he pulled back his hand not holding Ritchie, ready to tear into him.
"I...promise you. It's the – the truth. Please – listen! I – hate having to – to fight, I'm a paci-pacifist. I'd never fight – if I didn't... I'd never harm someone – someone innocent!" Ritchie croaked through the chokehold.
"No, you're trying to trick me! You killed my daughter, I won't hear anything different, it's the truth! And I – I'll never be able to... But I can make your parents feel the same way!" Foster wailed plunging at Ritchie. His parents both screamed out, but Foster's claws simply bounced off Ritchie.
"...Adamantium skin. It'll take you a – a while to get through to hurt me," Ritchie sighed.
"Listen to me, sir! Please, just hear me out!" Mr Smith said, stepping forward. Mrs Smith rushed hold him back, but Mr Smith turned back to her, and shook his head with his eyes closed for a moment, before addressing Foster once again.
"I don't know much about you, or any of your kind, but surely you must have compassion! This...this pain you feel over the loss of your daughter; surely, you would not wish that onto another? Imagine if the Rangers had only killed your daughter because she had killed their children; they only killed her for vengeance, so that you would feel their pain. How would you feel with that on top of it? I beg of you; let them go.
"If my son and his friend are telling the truth, then they only did what was best for everyone, and you should be grateful they let her free from her pain, doing what was best for her. If they are lying, however, then they have done a terrible wrong. But you now have the chance to be the bigger man. What they have done does not mean you need to put two more innocent people through the pain you've gone through. So I beg of you, please; stop this now."
Foster was staring at him, and tears were moistening his rock hard skin. His grip on Ritchie had slackened, allowing the Green Ranger to just escape the Dinosian's grip. He held up his hands to Kyle, to make sure he wouldn't shoot. Foster simply fell to his knees, staring at the ground.
"Thank you," Mrs Smith whispered, stepping to her husband's side.
Back in Fallarbor...
"Let the match begin!" the MC declared, and Kris's Graveler threw itself at Anna's Togekiss.
"Stone Edge!" Kris said, and shards of Graveler rained down on Togekiss.
"I warned you, sugar, I'm not going easy on you," Kris told her, with a smug grin. She smiled back at him.
"Just so long as you realise that I'm not going easy on you. Attract, Togekiss!" Anna called. Pink hearts floated round the room, and suddenly Graveler's eyes transformed into a pair.
"You're mine now, Douglas. Water Pulse, Aura Sphere, go for it Angel!" Anna cackled, and her Jubilee Pokémon laid into Graveler, whilst it simply sat taking the abuse, ignoring Kris's pleas.
Graveler fainted after the blows had been dealt, crashing to the ground.
Back in Goldenrod...
Nanene and James crashed to the ground, and when the dust cleared the group saw they were unmorphed, and unconscious along with Adelie and Tom.
Farrah leapt down into the scene as well.
"Foster, what are you doing, it's time to destroy them!" she called to him. He looked up at her. She saw the state he was in, and rushed to his side, kneeling beside him.
"But why? Kill them in the name of vengeance and I'm no better than they!" Foster sobbed. Farrah sighed.
"Then don't kill them in the name of vengeance. Kill them in the name of Dinos! The Rangers are the only thing that stands in the way of our kind reclaiming this planet," Farrah told him. He looked up at here, and quietened.
"You're right. You're right!" he said, rising back to his feet. He took a deep breath, and turned to face the Kyle and Ritchie.
"Let's do this, together," he said. Ritchie's parents gasped loudly, and ducked out of the way, as the four engaged in hand-to-hand combat.
"So everything that just happened, all that was just said, it means nothing!?" Ritchie spat at Foster. He scowled.
"It does. It means everything. But I'm killing you now only because you're a Ranger! Nothing personal," he growled, pressing his horn into Ritchie's forehead.
Foster threw him down to the ground, and stood over him, ready to strike. He caught a glance of Ritchie's parents, stood huddled together, staring back at him. Their eyes met, and Foster's breathing became ragged.
Jashinka had flown into the air, just out of Kyle's reach with his Slash Baton. He leapt at her, and she grabbed the Baton with her feet, pulling Kyle through the air by it.
Foster staggered over to her, and looked up, until he made eye contact.
"Farrah, please! I cannot do this, not now, not today! Please, I want to leave now!" he shouted. She gave him a smile, and nodded.
Kyle fell to the ground as the Farrah and Foster both retreated. He stood up again, and both he and Ritchie demorphed.
"Son, tell me that what he said wasn't true," Ritchie's father pleaded. Ritchie's jaw dropped.
"You – you don't actually believe he might have been telling the truth!? I'm your son, don't you trust me!?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, Ritchie, but right now I don't know what to think," Mrs Smith whispered.
"I give you my word, if I could change things, so Whissy was still alive, I swear I would," Kyle sighed.
"Ritchie is better than that, sir, ma'am. I feel I've gotten to know him over the months, he's a truly good young man, only out to help people however he can," Samuel told them.
"Urgh...wait, did I miss something?" Tom asked. He'd finally woken up, and stumbled over.
"Nothing to worry about, Mr Willows, the Rangers came and took care of those things shortly after you lost consciousness. Looks like those three are still out of it," Samuel chuckled, looking over at James, Nanene and Adelie.
"Well. We did come for a social visit, remember. Plus our helicopter is a bit...well. What say we make sure your friends are all right, and have some fun?" Mrs Smith asked. Ritchie stepped towards her and they embraced. Ritchie's Dad wrapped his arms round them as well.
"I'm sorry, son. Sorry for doubting you."
Back in Fallarbor...
"...The winner is Anna Danime of Goldenrod City! Congratulations, that's your third victory in a row!" the referee said, as Anna and her Togekiss danced around a bit to celebrate.
"To commemorate your victory, we would like to award you this; one pint of authentic MooMoo Milk!" he added, spinning on the spot, holding a glass of white liquid as he returned to face them. Anna took it, and thanked him, whilst the boys made crude jokes. Laura yanked their ears.
Up on Dinos...
Oday was waiting to greet Foster and Farrah, as she helped him stumble through the palace corridors.
"Oh! Brother Oday! It's good to see you! I haven't since Deoxys-" she said, halting her words. He flinched, but smiled.
"Yes, well. Needless to say I haven't been myself. But this must be Foster...Foster Habberson, wasn't it? Terribly sorry to hear of your loss," he sighed.
"Thank you, my lord. And I return those sentiments," Foster said, bowing his head.
Oday noticed that Farrah had her arm round Foster's shoulder. A huge smile slowly spread on his lips, and he pointed between them.
"Are you – you're not – are you?" he asked excitedly.
"Oh, well I-" Farrah gibbered, looking at Foster and blushing as much as her skin texture would allow.
"Well, that is – for her to, um-" he said at the same time, also blushing.
"If it is so, then you shouldn't be embarrassed, you should rejoice in it, like Deoxys and I. Life is too short, as he proved... The world will always be a little brighter with a little more love. You'll certainly have made a better choice than Cousin Jashinka," he sighed, returning to his bedroom.
Farrah and Foster simply stood there, not looking at each other, but both grinning, with their arms still around each other.
Down in Fallarbor...
Trex stormed into Astros's living room, where the four boys were rocking in their chairs.
"...Yeah, and the same to your mother! Think you're all high and mighty with your doctorate! Well I'm a Professor! Eat that!" Trex yelled, as Astros joined them.
"Carlson, Don, could you excuse us a minute please?" Astros fumed. The duo leapt up, and ran from the room.
"Donny, Carl. We're done here. We're leaving!" Trex hissed, not taking his eyes from Astros.
"Just a second, Prof!" Donny called. Astros and Trex both turned to look at them as they rocked.
"Yeah," Carl sighed thickly.
"Yeah," Donny muttered similarly.
"Yeah."
"Yeah..."
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
They both paused, still rocking, and without looking up, both exclaimed enthusiastically, "Yeah!"
What will Foster's place be on Dinos, and in Farrah's heart? Are the Dinosians not as bad as they seem? Find out next time on Poké Rangers Dino Force!
A/N: So this is kind of a sequel to "Silent Kyle". Foster is now going to remain as a new general type. I'm gonna play around a bit with his relationship with Farrah, and all the royal family...
So more so in this chapter than ever before, I think, the Dinosians are being portrayed as some of the most human villains ever in any Poké Rangers series to date, quite possibly, methinks. Which is quite ironic because they're the first of my villains to not have a single human on the team. Nyura was a human, Giovanni and most of Team Rocket were human, and yet those leaders were both
pretty much heartless. But these guys are different...or are they? Who knows, you'll have to read to find out!
That final scene with Donny and Carl is very important as well. My friend and I came up with that during that Creative Writing Trip, and I must tell you, it's much better watching it. Me and him are forming our own comedy duo called "Chuckle Mothers" (if you get that reference, I'll love you forever!), and we came up with that scene...just the them saying yeah and the rocking chairs, of course...
I'm sure you guys have heard about how this was original the subplot for this episode. The main plot was for Rei & co, and I just threw something together for the others, deciding to base it on Ritchie since throughout Dino Force he has the least episodes focusing on him. But then I decided I loved that story so much, I simply threw together something else for the Fallarbor teens, and moved what had been their plot to "It's Morphin' Mime".
Quick little thing; Chip Dalton, James's guest host, or as Kyle put it "that other radio DJ" appeared back in "Yanma Killed The Radio Star" in PRJ. Cameotastic!
Anyway, Foster's replying today. Don't think I have anything else to say, except I'm looking forward to writing the next chapter! Although even more so the chapters after that! See ya!