Kira shivered as she pulled herself up from the ground, "What was that?"
"Sorry," Tommy said sitting up himself, "There hasn't been a Dreamkeeper in centuries and so no one's used the Dreamcatcher in a long time. I had no idea that the journey into dreamland would be so..." he paused trying to think of a good word to use, "Strange."
"Strange?" Ethan asked, "I don't think that covers it, what was Mrs. O wearing."
"I didn't see Mom," Kira pointed out.
Tommy shook his head, "We all saw different things I guess, makes sense, the portal to the dream realm is made out of broken dreams and unfulfilled wishes. It would be impossible for anyone to see the same thing."
"Why was..." Ethan started again.
"Now's not the best time," Tommy said, "Just remember this is the dream realm and not everything is as it seems. Your powers might not work the way they do when you're awake."
Kira nodded her head, heading towards where she could hear shouting, "What do we do if we find ourselves face to face with Connor's dream version of us?" she asked as she saw Connor battling with some sort of evil Santa elf creature.
"I don't know, I think that if you touch your counterpart the two of you will merge together."
"Is that the best you can come up with?" Kira asked, "You think?"
"Well," Trent said, stepping over to the wall and peering over to the red leader, "We need to get over to him quickly if we want him to survive."
"Right," Tommy said, slipping into the open, "Grab your counterpart, and then give Connor everything you got, understand?"
"No," Trent confessed.
"That's cause you slept through the battle this afternoon," Kira explained, "This is a new power."
"What do I need to do?" Trent asked.
"Stay here with me and let the others do their thing," Tommy said, placing a hand on Trent's shoulder, he could feel the younger ranger wanting to protest, so he added, "I'm sorry, I know what it's like to be forced to stand on the sidelines but I promise, things will get better."
Kira stepped out into the street from the alleyway, slowly sneaking up to her dream self.
...
"What!" Elsa exclaimed, "How are there two yellow rangers!?"
...
Kira kicked a tripod away from her, sending several others flying with a sonic scream, before grabbing ahold of the yellow ranger. There was a flash of light and then Kira found herself staring through her visor, "Well, Dad, it worked."
"Give Connor everything you have now," Tommy shouted, as Ethan grabbed hold of his counterpart as well.
There was a flash of light and suddenly Connor had transformed into the Triassic Ranger, and then he and the monster were gone.
"What's going on?" Kira demanded as she found herself floating among candy canes and Christmas Trees.
"We're inside Connor's dream, that means we go wherever Connor goes."
Connor let out a sigh of relief once the monster was destroyed and the world had turned solid underneath his feet once more. He didn't care much for floating in the air. He groaned as he saw the Rude Elf towering over him. He needed a zord quickly.
The zord that came was different from any zord Connor had ever seen. So different that Kira turned to her father with a raised eyebrow.
"Okay, that is weird, we're still on the planning stage on that zord, either Connor hacked into my computer," with that he shot Ethan a dirty look, if anyone would hack into his computer it would be him.
"I didn't do it!" Ethan cried.
"Well," Tommy said slowly, "Then perhaps when I entered Connor's dream I transferred some information to his subconscious."
"You're going to build that for us," Kira gasped, "That's awesome."
"No," Tommy said, shaking his head, "It's for Connor."
"Why does Connor get all of the cool toys," Ethan whined.
"Because he's the red ranger," Tommy said, "It's the way things are."
Just then the ground started to shake as a building disappeared.
"Okay, that's the signal that we need to leave," Tommy said, pulling out the dreamcatcher, "Connor's waking up, and we will get trapped in his mind if we don't leave before he wakes up."
...
Kira groaned as she pulled herself up from where she was dangling off on Connor's bed and half off, "Ahg," she groaned, rolling off the bed, landing with a thump on the floor.
"Kira," a groggy voice asked as a tousled head appeared over the edge of the bed, "What are you doing on my bedroom floor?"
"The same reason my dad is," Kira groaned, "Only I fell on top of your bed and then fell off."