Life with a Witch

DISCLAIMER: The Rangers aren't mine. Saban has custody. The idea for this fic is from the tv classic Bewitched. Thanks to Space Ranger for the title.

LIFE WITH A WITCH by C.A. TURNER



Once upon a time there was a young girl, and a young boy. They kept running into each other(in an office building)...

...and into each other(in the entrance of a department store)...

...and into each other(in a restaurant). So, they decided to meet each other before somebody got hurt. As time went on, they discovered they had quite a lot in common. Like basketball games(kissing)...

...movies(Kissing again)...

...music(still kissing)...

...and television(once again, kissing).

Finally, they decided to get married. And went on a honeymoon. But... one thing this boy doesn't know...is that his new bride...is a witch.

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Kimberly Hart-Oliver was brushing her hair(after she had the brush fly from the dresser to her hand), when three voices whispered "Hey, why didn't you invite us!"

Kimberly turned in her chair and chuckled "Zack, Trini, Jason, I couldn't find you guys. Where were you?"

Three people materialised in the room. Trini giggled "We took 1st, 2nd, & 6th in the Saturn to Neptune races. Jason was distracted by your cousin, Kat.

"Yeah, he's been trying to wine & dine her since he first saw her. Getting back to this wedding, is it true? You married a mortal? Only one witch I know of who did that successfully is Samantha. She has 2 children with her husband, Darrin, I think." Zack told her.

"Thank god at least you three got his name right. My aunt hates it when people get his name wrong. I'm glad you guys are here. I really want Tommy to meet you." Kimberly smiled.

"We can't stay long, we have to get back. We just came to give you a red alert! On the subject of your cousin, she thinks you married a warlock, and is on her way here to stop him! Have you told him that you are...a witch?" Jason asked.

"I've got a feeling it really doesn't matter to Tommy. He loves me, and that's that. I'll handle Kat. But I want all of you to meet him, he's wonderful. He'll love you guys. But hurry back, you've got a photo shoot." Kim told them. After hugs & kisses, the 3 disappeared.

Within 2 minutes, another person appeared. In a strong Australian accent she started to shout "Who is this warlock that goes around putting spells on unsuspecting, innocent young witches? Where is the future frog? Come on, Kim, we'll have you out of his clutches in.."

"Kat, he did not put a spell on me. I love him, ok?"

"Well, if it is love, then I guess this warlock has to be special to...

"Um, Kat? He's not a warlock. He's a mortal." Kim told her.

"A MORTAL?!? That's even worse! They're all the same: nose to the grindstone, shoulder to the wheel, feet planted firmly on the ground. I bet when you tell him, he'll ask 'Where's your broomstick and your pointed hat?', stuff like that."

"Tommy is not like that. I'm going to tell him...tonight."

"Your call, cousin. Later." With that, Kat vanished.

-Tommy isn't like most mortals, and I'm gonna prove it. I'm gonna tell him right now- Kim decided. She went into the suite and said "Tommy, there's something I have to tell you."

"Sure. What is it?" Tommy asked rather calmly.

"Well...the best way to tell you...is just to show you. How do you like a chocolate milkshake?" Kim asked.

"Three scoops of chocolate ice cream, and a little chocolate milk. Really thick. What does..." Tommy started

Kimberly twitched her nose...and in Tommy's left hand barely 2 seconds later, he had a chocolate milkshake in his hand. He didn't need much else. "You're a WITCH!" Tommy freaked.

"Yes, I am a witch. A spell-casting, cauldron-stirring, broom-riding witch who truly loves you. What I am shouldn't make any difference, does it?"

"God, no. But it is...strange. We will have to deal with this...later. right now..." Tommy finished this thought by turning off the light, and he and Kim got closer...

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2 weeks later:

Tommy was talking with an old friend Billy Cranston, who was going on about couples, while Tommy was trying to tell him why he was upset. As if he didn't hear him, Billy told him "Let me know if you need me, that's what friends are for. 'Bye, now.

Tommy frowned.

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Tommy tried to talk about his situation to his doctor, Rockford DeSantos. "Dr., I just found out that my wife's a witch.

Rocky said: "You asked for my advice, here it is; You've had the honeymoon, now you need a vacation."

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Cassie Chan, Tommy's secretary, listened as he told her, "My wife is a witch."

Cassie's response: "It isn't really a thrill to deal with you some mornings, you know."

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Bartender Andros Cassidy listened as Tommy told him "My wife's a witch."

"You're lucky. You ought to see MY wife." was Andros' reply.

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"I have been over it, and been over it, and all that I know is... I love you, witch or not. Nothing is going to change that." Tommy told Kimberly that night.

"Tommy..." Kim started.

"Now hold on. Being married to a advertising exec is hard enough and strange enough as it is without the witchcraft thrown in. I want us to be a nice, normal couple, no hocus-pocus."

"Oh, Tommy, honest I'll try. And we will be a nice normal couple, no magical weirdness. Now, how about a milkshake?" Kim asked.

"3 scoops of chocolate ice cream?"

"Yup, and I'll make it myself." Kimberly affirmed.

"All by yourself." Tommy told her. Kim bent over and kissed him before she went into the kitchen.

Tommy smiled happily to himself, then said out loud "So my wife's a witch. Every married couple has to make some adjustments."

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The next day at Mitchell & Corbett, a rather well-dressed, cultured young woman came into Tommy Oliver's office. "Tommy, you naughty boy! I just heard. I ought to be angry, but that's what I get for leaving you alone for 2 months." The woman spoke.

"Ashley! I meant to call and tell you, but..." Tommy started.

"Really, Tommy, it's no problem at all! I would like to meet your new young bride tonight. I'm having a small, intimate get-together, nothing fancy. Both of you must simply be there."

"Really, Ashley, that's truly kind of you. Kim & I will be there."

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But when Tommy & Kimberly arrived, it looked and felt like a very formal dinner. Both felt underdressed.

Ashley appeared, in a very slinky, form fitting silver la`me party dress, and had Tommy sit next to her at the dinner table, while she put Kimberly at near the far end. Cattily, she called Kim, and asked "Are you familiar with Dr. Rosen?"

"Dr. Rosen?"

"Plastic surgeon. Does wonderful nosework."

"NO. Why do you ask?"

"I'm sorry. I could have sworn..." Ashley stammered.

A friend of Ashley's, Carter Grayson, explained to Kim that Ashley seemed to be a little spoiled, had to have things her own way, and would never appear in public unless perfectly groomed. This would give Kim some much needed ammo in a few short minutes.

After attacking her choice of dress, and her hair, Kim decided to take the high road where Ashley was concerned.

"Tommy darling, you'll have to come with me to Monte Carlo for this purchase in a sportscar. You know, show me what to buy. Kim, dear, don't expect him home at the usual time."

{I won't do it!} Kim whispered to herself.

"There's also this new showing at the Ginza. Sorry again, Kimmie, dear." Ashley smiled.

{I WON'T!}

"Tommy, dear, do you still enjoy skinnydipping in the pool?"

That did it. {Maybe I will.}Kim whispered to herself, and with one hand, reached up to smooth her hair. Barely one second later, a lock of Ashley's hair fell over her face. Kim did this 6 more times. Then, Kim touched a tongue to one of her teeth. A second later, one of Ashley's teeth seemed blacked out. A mirror happened to be there, and when she saw this, she grabbed a napkin, and tried to get rid of it, then tried to play it off, asking Tommy "Do you remember that painting we saw a couple of months ago?"

Kim extended her right hand straight up, and moved it from right to left, causing a bowl of tomato soup to move in the direction of Ashley's elbow, which wound up in the soup.

Putting a little pepper in her hand, and casually tossing it in Ashley's direction, Kim caused her to have a sneezing fit. Then, when a maid came over with an empty tray, Kim twitched her nose, and it was soon filled with delicious food. Ashley, still having a sneezing fit, tripped the maid, causing the food to spill onto her. Still sneezing, her dress came undone, and Ashley beat a rather hasty retreat to the staircase.

-One final touch.- Kim thought to herself, then blew on the candle flame. The door opened, with this huge gust of wind, so strong it blew Ashley's wig off, showing she didn't have time to get her hair done. Dress still falling off, a humiliated Ashley ran upstairs.

Everyone, including Tommy, was in shock, except for Kimberly. Her only response was "You know, this soup is delicious, when Ashley gets back downstairs, I simply must ask her for the recipe.

Tommy stared at his new bride in shock.

"It's good. It really is." Smiling at Tommy, she made a kissy face, and went back to her soup.

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That night, Tommy & Kimberly entered the back of their apartment. "Now, Kim, I'm not saying you were wrong, Ashley deserved it, but..."

"Kinda hard to tell which witch was which."

"Kimberly..."

"Just a play on words, sweetheart."

"I know, and I understand, it's just that you promised, no more..."

"Yeah, I know, no more stuff. This is harder to give up than I thought."

Tommy reassured her "Well, you can do it. I have complete faith in you." Both started to kiss right in the kitchen, when Kim took a look and said "I've got to get this kitchen cleaned and put away."

"Tomorrow." Tommy told her, nibbling on her ear.

"You said that last night. I'll be up soon." Kim told him, then gave him a big kiss.

"I'll be waiting." Tommy smiled, then went upstairs.

She looked around the kitchen, dishes to be cleaned, items to be put away, a lot of things. "Oh, well." she said to herself, rose her hands up into the air, then twitching her nose, there was a poof of smoke, and when it cleared, the kitchen was clean.

Smiling, Kimberly said to herself "Maybe I can taper off." then went upstairs to join Tommy.

The End

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