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Tommy and Jason

By

Eileen (Psycho Tangerine)

    Ernie's Juice Bar was in a shambles.  Tables and chairs were knocked over, the Pachinko machine was on its side, and customers were huddling in the corners.  But this hadn't been the work of one of Mondo's creations.  Nor had it been the work of Cogs.  No, it was simply the results of a typical workout between Angel Grove's most prolific Rangers, Tommy Oliver and Jason Scott.

     "Whoa," gasped Jason, "That was a great workout."  He grabbed a towel and began to dry his perspiring face.  Then he tossed the towel to Tommy, who looked at him in disgust as he dropped it to the floor. 

    "Yeah," Tommy agreed.  "It really was intense.  I've worked up a big thirst."  He headed to the bar.  "One spinach-broccoli-kale-brussel sprouts-zucchini-cauliflower smoothie please, Ernie.  Just put it on my tab."

     Ernie glared at Tommy.  "Forget it, Oliver.  You already owe me seven hundred and twenty-six dollars for all those other smoothies on your so-called 'tab'.  You have to pay like everyone else."

     "Me?  Pay?"  Tommy became incensed.  "Me?  The one and only Tommy Oliver?  The greatest person ever to grace these premises?  The great and powerful Red Ran…"  Jason clasped his hand over Tommy's mouth just in time.

     "Yeah, you have to pay," insisted Ernie.  "And don't give me that 'I'm just a broke teenager' guff again.  I saw that mega delivery of hair mousse to your house."  With that, Ernie went back to spit-shining the glasses.

     "Oh man!" groaned Tommy.  He turned to Jason.  "Hey, Bro, could you lend me three dollars for a smoothie?"

     Jason, who was staring at Emily in her short waitress outfit, didn't respond.

     "Jason," Tommy whined as he tapped his friend on his shoulder, "I want a smoothie.  Let me have three dollars, please."

     "Sure, sure," a still distracted Jason said as he pulled the money out of his wallet and handed it to Tommy.

     "Thanks man," Tommy said as he and Jason headed to their regular table with their smoothies a few minutes later.  "You're my best Bro."  He began to sip his brownish-green drink.

     "Huh?"  Jason asked confusedly.  "Tommy, I'm not David.  I think you really need to get some eyeglasses.  We'd better speak to Zordon about this.  It just won't be safe for us to have a Ranger who can't even see."

     Tommy groaned.  "Not 'bro' as in my flesh and blood brother.  I mean 'bro' as in my very best friend in the whole wide world."

     "Your best friend?"  Jason echoed lamely.

     Tommy smiled.  "Of course.  I mean, who was there for me when I had stopped being the evil Green Ranger?  Who became my very best buddy?"

     "Me?"

     Tommy continued.  "And who tried to save my powers by going after the green candle?  And failed, thereby allowing me to eventually obtain the greatest power of all as the White Ranger?"

     Jason smirked.  "I did."

     Tommy continued.  "And who was there for me when Kim broke up for me?  Who took me skiing?"

     Jason stared at him.  "Uh, that was Kat and Billy."

     Tommy scrunched up his face to get his faulty memory back on track.  "Oh yeah, I was wondering why I remembered you outskiing Cogs in a Pink Ranger outfit.  Where were you then?"  Tommy began to get agitated.  "My girlfriend broke up with me?  And I ended up skiing with a clumsy geek and a blonde bimbo ice princess?  What kind of friend are you?"

     "Tommy, I was still in Geneva."  Jason sighed as he saw Tommy struggling to remember.  "The Peace Conference? Remember?"

      A light bulb came on in Tommy's head.  "Right, you were there, working for peace, while I was selfishly thinking only of myself and my own misery.  Jason, you are the best person I've ever known.  I'm sorry I was angry at you for not going skiing with us.  I was so selfish. When all that time, you were helping out others in your great, wonderful way.  You are truly the most sincere, truest, and most loyal friend a guy could ever have."  Tommy, with tears in his eyes, paused to take a breath.

     At that Jason broke into tears.  He began to sob, then to wail.  "To..To…Tommy, I have something to confess."

     Tommy patted his friend on the back.  "Yes, I know.  You feel honored to be my friend.  But you deserve it."

     Jason wailed even louder.  "You idiot!  I left Geneva after the first few months.  I was down in Florida for almost a year."

     "Florida?" Tommy's face became blank again.  "Why does that sound familiar to me?"

     "Because Kim lives there, you numbskull!"  Jason took a shuddering breath.  "I'm surprised you remember to put on underwear every morning."

     "Ooh, so that's where the chaffing is coming from.  Thanks, Buddy," Tommy beamed at Jason.

     "Don't you get it?"  A now frustrated Jason shouted.  "I'M NOT YOUR BUDDY!!!!  I WAS WITH KIM THAT WEEKEND.  I'M THE ONE WHO WROTE THAT LETTER, NOT KIM!"

     Tommy frowned for a second.  "You went to visit Kim?  How nice.  What a great guy you are.  I'm such a cad, never once did I go visit her.  No wonder she wrote me that letter."

     Jason stared incredulously at Tommy.  "You can't be serious.  Well, in that case, I guess I should also confess my contacting Mondo and asking him to kidnap David just so I could be your only brother.  Oh, and I'm the one who let Gasket know where you were so he could kidnap you.  He promised to brainwash you into making me your sole beneficiary in your will.  And I'm the one who…" Jason continued his litany of confessions as he followed Tommy out of the Juice Bar.