[A/N: As promised, the next chapter. This is kind of an interlude between
one little storyline to another. It was really fun, too. It's just a
dialogue-only between Clark and Pete watching "Power Rangers". And it gave
me a great opportunity to let my other obsession loose. Good thing I had a
couple original "Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers" comic books to use as a
reference. By the way, I just recently realized (duh!) that I should
probably credit ScoobyGal55 for the whole Power Rangers idea by slipping it
into her story, "All that I want, All that I hated." Thanks, babe! Aw,
and I only got two reviews last chapter! Very disappointing. Though I was
very flattered by LaCasta's praise ( So you guys gotta review this time,
'kay? Thanks!]
Chapter 3 - Banter
"Hey Pete!"
"Hiya, Clark. Are you feeling better?"
*pause* "A little. But Mom says it's not contagious or anything."
"What's kent-ay-jus?"
"Dunno. So whatcha doin'?"
"Watchin' 'Power Rangers,' a' course! Are you comin'? The TV's in the living room."
"I don't think so. Ma says I can't watch it ever again."
"What? Why?"
*pause* "Dunno."
"Did your mom really say that you couldn't watch it ever again?"
"Well, I think she said, *imitating high woman's voice* 'This show will never be on in this house ever!'"
"Then you can watch!"
"Really? How?"
"Watch it here! It's not on in your house or anything!"
"Right! Let's go!"
"Wouldn't it be cool to be a superhero?"
"Nah, not really."
"Whaddaya mean, 'not really'?? It would be the most awesomest thing in the whole wide world!"
"I don't think so, Pete. I mean, it seems like an awful lot of work."
"Oh, it's nothing for them. It's the Power Rangers we're talking about here!"
"But it's on the TV. Mom says that's different than real life."
"That can't be true. Look, it's real people, not a cartoon like those stupid Care Bears!"
"Well, if that's so real, how come we don't get big ol' monsters in Smallville?"
"Because they all live in Angel Grove, silly!"
"I asked my dad if we could take a vacation to Angel Grove once. He didn't know where it was."
"Humph."
"But look: that guy loves the Power Rangers, but they can't tell him who they are, even though they want to. They gotta keep secrets from all their friends and stuff! That can't be fun."
"Well, that's the only thing I don't like about this show. If Ernie knew that Jason and everybody else were really the Power Rangers, he'd be on top of them like the hair on your head. And who doesn't want that? My sister wants to be a rock star for that very reason. I just think they're afraid Zordon and Alpha will yell if they tell anyone."
"But I don't wanna be yelled at by a dis-bodied head. Doncha see? They gotta, like, have two lives or somethin'! That's gotta be hard!"
"I dunno. I still wanna be a superhero. They got superpowers! Doncha want that even?"
"Maybe. I mean, would I be able to tell you about it?"
"Wouldn't you tell me anyway? I'm your best friend, man!"
"I guess it depends, huh?"
"You're a weird kid, Clark. A weird kid."
"Shut up, Pete." *pause* "So what's happening now?"
"Duh. They're morphing."
"So what do dinosaurs have to do with anything?"
"It's where they get their power, I think."
"Huh." *pause* "Pete?"
"Yeah?"
"Is the Sun a dinosaur?"
"Um.I don't think so. Why?"
"Never mind."
"O.k."
"Where did they learn all this kung-fu stuff?"
"I think Zordon taught them. Jeez, Clark, you're asking really tough questions."
"Yeah, well, I don't watch this as much as you."
"I guess."
"Whoa! That's a totally rad robot!"
"I know! The Mega-Zord rules!"
"I wish I had one of those!"
"Hey! I do!" *rushes out, then back in the room*
"Where'd you get this? Wal-Mart?"
"Naw, Mom and I went to the McDonald's in Hillsboro and it came with the Happy Meal. It's not really as big as the real Mega-Zord, but-"
"But it's really cool! I don't have any toys like this!"
"Really?"
"Yeah. All I gots is trucks and stuff Dad gets from the gas station for Christmas."
"That stinks, man."
"I guess."
"If we were superheroes, we could fly around the world and pick up heavy stuff and people would just give us toys!"
"Really? Just for pickin' up heavy stuff? I do that anyway!"
"Cool! Can you teach me?"
"Um.I don't think so."
"Well why not?"
"My mom would start yellin' about getting hurt an' stuff."
"Aw, that's too bad. Maybe when we're older and moms aren't that worried about that kinda thing. Mom usually isn't so worried when Jenna gets a paper cut. But you'll hafta remind me in, like, ten years, 'kay?"
"'Kay." *pause* "Why do the Power Rangers always wear the same colors?"
"'Cause it's their colors, a'course! Like, Jason always wears red and stuff 'cause he's the red ranger. Geddit?"
"I guess. But then wouldn't Ernie figure them out then?"
"Well, he hasn't so far, right?"
"Sure."
"So there ya go." *pause* "So what happened with you today?"
"I really don't know, Pete. It was weird, like. *pause* um, it was normal weird. Yeah, weird like normal. Isn't it weird when you get sick sometimes? Like, surprising?"
"Are you sure you're better, Clark?"
"Um, yeah. Why?"
"No reason. You're just acting weird. Like a mystery."
"Huh. Really?"
"Yeah."
"Oh, here's Kimberly back! I forgot to give it back when I got sick, and took it home on accident."
"Thanks! Jason missed her, y'know."
"I still say girls got cooties."
"And I still say you're a weird kid, Clark. A weird kid."
Chapter 3 - Banter
"Hey Pete!"
"Hiya, Clark. Are you feeling better?"
*pause* "A little. But Mom says it's not contagious or anything."
"What's kent-ay-jus?"
"Dunno. So whatcha doin'?"
"Watchin' 'Power Rangers,' a' course! Are you comin'? The TV's in the living room."
"I don't think so. Ma says I can't watch it ever again."
"What? Why?"
*pause* "Dunno."
"Did your mom really say that you couldn't watch it ever again?"
"Well, I think she said, *imitating high woman's voice* 'This show will never be on in this house ever!'"
"Then you can watch!"
"Really? How?"
"Watch it here! It's not on in your house or anything!"
"Right! Let's go!"
"Wouldn't it be cool to be a superhero?"
"Nah, not really."
"Whaddaya mean, 'not really'?? It would be the most awesomest thing in the whole wide world!"
"I don't think so, Pete. I mean, it seems like an awful lot of work."
"Oh, it's nothing for them. It's the Power Rangers we're talking about here!"
"But it's on the TV. Mom says that's different than real life."
"That can't be true. Look, it's real people, not a cartoon like those stupid Care Bears!"
"Well, if that's so real, how come we don't get big ol' monsters in Smallville?"
"Because they all live in Angel Grove, silly!"
"I asked my dad if we could take a vacation to Angel Grove once. He didn't know where it was."
"Humph."
"But look: that guy loves the Power Rangers, but they can't tell him who they are, even though they want to. They gotta keep secrets from all their friends and stuff! That can't be fun."
"Well, that's the only thing I don't like about this show. If Ernie knew that Jason and everybody else were really the Power Rangers, he'd be on top of them like the hair on your head. And who doesn't want that? My sister wants to be a rock star for that very reason. I just think they're afraid Zordon and Alpha will yell if they tell anyone."
"But I don't wanna be yelled at by a dis-bodied head. Doncha see? They gotta, like, have two lives or somethin'! That's gotta be hard!"
"I dunno. I still wanna be a superhero. They got superpowers! Doncha want that even?"
"Maybe. I mean, would I be able to tell you about it?"
"Wouldn't you tell me anyway? I'm your best friend, man!"
"I guess it depends, huh?"
"You're a weird kid, Clark. A weird kid."
"Shut up, Pete." *pause* "So what's happening now?"
"Duh. They're morphing."
"So what do dinosaurs have to do with anything?"
"It's where they get their power, I think."
"Huh." *pause* "Pete?"
"Yeah?"
"Is the Sun a dinosaur?"
"Um.I don't think so. Why?"
"Never mind."
"O.k."
"Where did they learn all this kung-fu stuff?"
"I think Zordon taught them. Jeez, Clark, you're asking really tough questions."
"Yeah, well, I don't watch this as much as you."
"I guess."
"Whoa! That's a totally rad robot!"
"I know! The Mega-Zord rules!"
"I wish I had one of those!"
"Hey! I do!" *rushes out, then back in the room*
"Where'd you get this? Wal-Mart?"
"Naw, Mom and I went to the McDonald's in Hillsboro and it came with the Happy Meal. It's not really as big as the real Mega-Zord, but-"
"But it's really cool! I don't have any toys like this!"
"Really?"
"Yeah. All I gots is trucks and stuff Dad gets from the gas station for Christmas."
"That stinks, man."
"I guess."
"If we were superheroes, we could fly around the world and pick up heavy stuff and people would just give us toys!"
"Really? Just for pickin' up heavy stuff? I do that anyway!"
"Cool! Can you teach me?"
"Um.I don't think so."
"Well why not?"
"My mom would start yellin' about getting hurt an' stuff."
"Aw, that's too bad. Maybe when we're older and moms aren't that worried about that kinda thing. Mom usually isn't so worried when Jenna gets a paper cut. But you'll hafta remind me in, like, ten years, 'kay?"
"'Kay." *pause* "Why do the Power Rangers always wear the same colors?"
"'Cause it's their colors, a'course! Like, Jason always wears red and stuff 'cause he's the red ranger. Geddit?"
"I guess. But then wouldn't Ernie figure them out then?"
"Well, he hasn't so far, right?"
"Sure."
"So there ya go." *pause* "So what happened with you today?"
"I really don't know, Pete. It was weird, like. *pause* um, it was normal weird. Yeah, weird like normal. Isn't it weird when you get sick sometimes? Like, surprising?"
"Are you sure you're better, Clark?"
"Um, yeah. Why?"
"No reason. You're just acting weird. Like a mystery."
"Huh. Really?"
"Yeah."
"Oh, here's Kimberly back! I forgot to give it back when I got sick, and took it home on accident."
"Thanks! Jason missed her, y'know."
"I still say girls got cooties."
"And I still say you're a weird kid, Clark. A weird kid."