Kira was pretending to study as she watched Ethan and Devin playing some sort of fantasy role play card game, something that they shouldn't be doing out on the commons at school. Not with Ms. Randall as Principal. Any form of playing cards was against her anti-fun rules. Something that several of the students grumble about, in fact, Kira had heard that several parents actually were going to the school board about it, including her parents.

"If Ms. Randall catches you," Kira hissed at them.

"We're not disturbing anyone," Ethan insisted.

"Yeah, and the first bell doesn't ring for another five minutes," Devin added, "Not school time."

"Do you honestly think that school policy only applies during school hours?" a cold voice asked from behind Ethan and Devin causing them to wince, Randall had shown up.

"You know," Ethan stated, reluctantly handing over his cards, "Your school policies are a lot stricter than any other in the school district, and you have about a twenty-five percent increase of delinquency than the other schools."

"You don't say," Randall stated.

Kira nodded, adding her two cents in as well, at least her mom's two cents, it wasn't like Randall wouldn't hear about it later, "My mom says that your school rules actually would be harmful to the students in the long run. It's important for everyone to take a minute or two each day to relax and have fun."

"Is that what your Mommy says," Randall asked, sugary sweet, "That's so sweet, but what does she know about that."

"Mom happens to be a Counselor, she's seen first hand what your policies have done to the students here," Kira stated with a shrug, she almost hoped that she would be given detention for talking back just so Randall would look even worst when the school board did investigate, something her father was certain would happen soon.

Randall sticks the cards in her pocket, "Honestly Kira, your parents can't fight and win every battle that they fight they are going to have to lose one of these times." with that Randall headed inside leaving the teens by themselves.

Kira glanced at Ethan, that was an odd thing to say, what was she talking about it was almost as if she knew who her parents are. However before she could voice her opinion to Ethan the bell rung, starting the day.

...

Tommy was preparing for his lesson, which would start in about six minutes, when Ms. Randall entered his classroom, "You're wife just called to let me know that Trent Mercer isn't going to be in today. Why is he living with you instead of his father?"

"Trent isn't feeling good and Dr. Mercer didn't want him home alone until he's feeling better," Tommy explained with a shrug.

"I see," Randall said, "And your daughter back talked me, you really need to teach her respect."

Tommy nodded, "Look, I'll talk to her," He promised, knowing perfectly well that he had no plan to do so.

"See that you do that, I don't want to have to recommend that your contract not be renewed."

"Yes," Tommy said, wondering if that threat was possible, but he didn't say anything else, as his students started to trickle in.

...

Trent was relaxing by the pool at his house, enjoying the peace and quiet, something that Mrs. O had suggested he do, as long as he kept a medallion that the power couple had infused with power to help him fight the clone when he heard a low laughing as an invisiportal opened up on the other side of the pool and the clone stepped out, "Trent, I was hoping to find you."

Trent swung his legs over the edge of the lounge chair, "I've been waiting for you," he confessed, morphing.

...

"It isn't fair," Ethan whined, causing Tommy to roll his eyes, yes he knew that Ms. Randall was a little bit overzealous about school policies, but Ethan and Devin knew that as well.

"If you didn't want Ms. Randall to take your cards then you shouldn't have brought them to school," Tommy insisted, "You can get them back after school, and if she doesn't give them back to you, let me know and I'll talk to her.

Ethan leaned forward, "Are the rumors true? About the school board investigating Ms. Randall?"

Tommy laughed as he saw the look of hope in Ethan's eyes before nodding, "Investigating Ms. Randall, they better be, I know of five different complaints that have been filed against her, including the two I've filed, I think she would make a better prison guard then principal."

"So they are investigating?"

"I really don't know, they promised me that they would look into it and I haven't pursued it further," Tommy stated, "Now if you don't mind, it's lunch and I have a bunch of paperwork that needs to be graded."

...After School...

"You guys go on ahead to the Cafe," Ethan told his teammates, "I'm going to go get my cards back."

"Okay," Kira said, "Good luck with that."

"Your dad says that they can't keep them after school hours or it could be considered theft."

"Yeah, but I don't think Ms. Randall cares what others think," Connor added.

After Connor and Kira had left to head to the Cafe and check on Trent, who had fought the White Ranger Clone earlier that day, Ethan made his way to the Principal's office. Ethan was about to knock on the door to the principal's office when he saw a strange flash of light coming from the window. He peered into the room just in time to see Ms. Randall transforming into Elsa.

"That explains so much," Ethan muttered as he rushed out of the room, down the hall to Dr. Oliver's classroom, "Randall, Elsa," he gasped out.

"What are you talking about?" Tommy demanded, standing up, giving the younger power ranger a hard look.

"Ms. Randall is Elsa!" Ethan gasped out, "I just saw her transform!"

A small handful of students that Tommy had been saddled with for detention jumped up and started to panic. Tommy took a deep breath, "Don't panic, I'll call the power ranger emergency hotline."

Tommy pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number before starting to talk a little too soon, it was obvious that he hadn't really called anybody. Luckily the other students hadn't noticed the fact that the power rangers had answered the hotline before the phone could have even finished dialing the number.

He rushed down the hall, well aware that there were several co-workers working in their classrooms who just might hear him shout out if he tried to morph, or he could simply morph silently into the Legendary White ranger, get Elsa to leave and head back to his class full of detention students.

As he entered the principal's office, he sighed, he really wasn't paid enough for this.