Disclaimer: I don't own Power Rangers. Someone else does. I don't know who because it keeps changing. Please don't get offended if I insult your favorite character. Some pairings are easy to write a story for while others are really tough. So please realize that some of my stories will be better than others. Hi to all my fellow AFPR's including my fellow female Psychos :). And I really appreciate the reviews :).

This is story number 49. I think this one came out ok.

This is just a reminder to get your requests for Ranger meetings in by the end of this month (July 31). Thanks to all those who have already sent in their requests.

Billy and Kendrix

By

Eileen (Psycho Tangerine)

"Imbecilic doddering Zordon" grumbled Billy as he rearranged some wires on an indescribable doohickey. "I can't believe he essentially anticipates that I would be capable of inventing a yodeling camel monster disrupter with customary implements in a regular garage." Ever since he had used the Power Chamber's miniaturization ray to shrink walkie-talkies and install them in cheap watches, everyone expected him to assemble things that would pull their butts out of the fire during the battles.

"Hi!" came the high-pitched voice of a child.

Billy jumped. The wires fell all over the floor. The screwdriver fell on his foot. "YEEEEOOOWWWW!" He cursed as he grabbed his sore foot.

"Ooh, that's naughty language," came the voice again. "I'm telling!"

Billy whirled around at that. Standing just inside his garage was a blonde little girl who was wearing a pink dress and eyeglasses. "Pardon me, who are you and for what purpose have you infiltrated my lab…er, garage?"

"Ooh, your Dad said you were like an absentminded professor. But this is really ridiculous." She walked over to a table of doodads and began fiddling with them.

"Huh?" asked Billy in confusion. "Hey, don't manhandle those! I do not wish for some unidentified youngster to randomly rearrange my instruments."

The little girl paused and looked at him. "Hello? Earth to Billy. I'm your cousin, Kendrix, and you're babysitting me today while our dads are at the 'Parents of Overbearing Geniuses' support group."

"Ah, I remember now. I thought those geeky spectacles looked recognizable."

Kendrix looked perturbed at that. "Geeky? Me? Take a look in the mirror, overall-boy. Besides, once I hit twelve, I'm going to be able to get contacts. My mom said I could. I don't plan to spend my teenage years getting shoved into garbage cans."

Billy nodded morosely. "Yeah, it's a considerable annoyance eliminating the undesirable aroma from my overalls." But then a thought occurred to him and he smiled evilly. "But would you not desire to eventually become a constituent of the 'Super Exclusive Ultra-Geniuses' Club' when you obtain secondary school status?"

"Hey, yeah! That would be superb!" Kendrix was excited at this possibility.

"Well then, it would be necessary for you to behave like those whom you would emulate." As they spoke, Billy snuck around to his computer as unobtrusively as he could. There was no way he was going to let his annoying little cousin see what he had been looking at. It was just way too embarrassing.

"What do you mean?" asked Kendrix curiously.

"You need to have the appearance of an intellectual," explained Billy as he continued to inch around the lab table. "You have to be outfitted in the geekiest spectacles ever. And your apparel cannot shriek 'look at me! All I care about is what I look like!' Consider me, for example. How do you suppose I obtained the ostentatious position of vice president? Truthfully, by no means shall I ever surrender my method of attire nor my spectacles." Billy did not mention that his closet was slowly being filled with 'cool' clothes from all his shopping trips with Kim and Trini, or that he had already been to the optometrist for contact lenses.

"Really?" squeaked Kendrix. "Then I'll always wear my glasses too! Wow, a super exclusive club that I could actually be a member of." She had tried joining the various clubs that her classmates had started, but she had always been rejected. Either she was 'not popular enough,' or 'not fashionable enough' or 'not athletic enough' or 'couldn't stick enough nickels up her nose.' Although none of the other kids ever told her, the truth was she was just too annoyingly chipper for them.

"That's stupendous!" exclaimed Billy as he reached for the computer mouse. "Aggh!" he cried as it slipped from his grip and clattered to the floor. He dove under the table to retrieve it.

"Are you all right?" asked Kendrix as she ran to where Billy was. "May I assist…SMURFS?" she guffawed.

This caused Billy to jump up in surprise. Whomp! He smacked his head on the underside of the table. "Owwww!" he moaned as he rubbed his head.

Kendrix showed no sympathy for her older cousin. "You, a high level genius, are looking at Smurf merchandise? Why? Do you plan on putting even more stupid blue stuff in your room?" Kendrix had already seen his completely blue-themed room.

"Oh this," began Billy lamely. "I was simply, uh, conducting research for your birthday present. That's all."

Kendrix shook her head at this. "Nice try, but my birthday isn't for eight months. You really need psychotherapy for your strange obsession with blue things."

"Oh, really, Ms. 'Strawberry Shortcake sheets,'" retorted Billy. "You have accumulated more pink in your boudoir than even Kimberly."

"Ooh, what were you doing in her room. Shame, shame," teased Kendrix.

"Now, Kendrix, an impressionable young lady like yourself should not be conscious of the libido-related behaviors of adolescents." However, as he said this, Billy smirked self-satisfactorily. He had his Pink teammate wrapped around his finger. There was no way anyone one else would show up and sweep her off her feet. He even planned on growing his hair long the way Kim had been suggesting.

As Billy droo…er…reminisced about Kim, Kendrix sauntered back to the table and began to examine and manipulate the different items again. "Hey," she commented, "you've got some really neat stuff here. Can I build with them?"

"Huh?" asked Billy in a daze as he snapped out of his daydream. He turned around and noticed Kendrix playing with a cube to which he had attached batteries and wires. "No! Don't manhandle that!" He dove and grabbed it from her hands. "This conglomeration of electronic components is dan…." ZZZZZZZAAAAAAPPPP!!!!!! The box gave Billy such a shock, his hair stood on end. "…gerous," finished Billy weakly. "Oh, and I had presumed that I would I'd be satisfactorily protected here without Alpha continuously smashing the digits on my feet with his weighty metallic chassis."

"Ooh, do that again!" enthused Kendrix as she clapped her hands in approval. Then she paused and tilted her head. "Alpha?" asked Kendrix, "who's that?"

Billy groaned as he realized what he had said. "Oh, just some diminutive overweight nerdy acquaintance of mine. No one you would be aware of."

"Ayiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyi!" came the voice over the 'watch' on Billy's wrist. "I thought I was you're best friend, Billy. I thought you respected me. I thought you held me in the highest regard. I thought…I thought…you loved me. Oh ayiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyi…"

Kendrix stared at Billy's watch in disbelief. "What the…"

But, before Billy could come up with a plausible excuse, another deeper voice burst out of the 'watch.' "Shut up, Alpha! No one cares about your stinking problems. You're just a damned robot for heaven's sake. Hey, genius boy, get a move on with that yodeling camel monster disrupter. That dastardly dromedary has hypnotized the other Rangers. Dear God, do you know what it's like to hear the four of them do a yodeling concert over the Megazord's loudspeaker? People are running into traffic and jumping out of windows just to get away from it. So, hurry it up!"

"Acknowledged," Billy mumbled as he switched the communicator off. "I cannot accept as true that I completely overlooked what I had been occupying myself with."

"Billy," whined Kendrix, "who was that? What did he mean by Megazord? Hey, wait a second…"

"Later," Billy growled as he shoved her aside and went back to working on the disruptor. "I cannot believe I permitted myself to get sidetracked by my aunt's youngest offspring," he murmured.

"You're a Power Ranger! Correction, you're the Blue Power Ranger! You've got to be cause everything you have is blue. Oh, this is so cool!" Kendrix hopped onto a stool and hovered over Billy's shoulder. "Hey, maybe someday I'll get to be a Pink Ranger."

"Fat chance," mumbled Billy. Then he dropped his work as he realized what Kendrix had just said. "Power Ranger? You are erroneous. It is inconceivable that I could ever be a Power Ranger." He began to rummage on his shelf. "Now where is that stupid memory-eraser device?"

"Hey! Do you guys get nosebleeds way up their in those Zords?" asked Kendrix who had begun manipulating the lab equipment again. "I mean I am prone to those and I would really hate to get my Pink Ranger helmet all messy."

"Oh, please let me just locate it," murmured Billy as he began looking through some cardboard boxes on the other side of the garage. "Aha!" He stood up and turned around, holding a strange looking device.

"What's that?" they each said when they saw what the other was holding.

"This, my inquisitive little cousin, is my memory-eraser. It is my most paramount invention yet. Presently, you will disregard alternate identity as a Power Ranger." He purposefully neglected to mention that he had lifted the schematics for the device from the Power Chambers computers. But he knew it worked as he had used it to make his dad forget all about his blowing up the refrigerator after attempting to rewire it to make cappuccinos.

"Aw, but Billy, I like knowing all about you." Kendrix looked up at him, blinking her eyes coquettishly. "You are my favoritest big cousin after all."

"Stay immobile. This ought not to be injurious… too much." Billy aimed the device at Kendrix.

"Wait! If you zap me now, you won't know what this is." Kendrix waved the thing she had assembled while Billy had been searching for the memory-eraser. It had wires and flashing buttons.

"I had instructed you not to…" Billy sighed as he saw the little girl's eyes begin to tear up. "Very well, what is it?"

"It's that disruptor thing. You know for a yodeling camel. Well, I haven't had a chance to test it, but it should work."

Billy began to guffaw. "You cannot be serious. It is highly impossible that someone as immature as you in years could successfully construct a yodeling camel disruptor in less than five minutes. Now just hold still…"

"A yodeling camel disruptor?" came Zordon's voice from his communicator. "Finally! Send it over here immediately!"

"But Zordon," began Billy, "It's really not…"

"Send it over…" the distinct sound of off-tune yodeling broke through, "…NOW! Oh, Alpha haven't you found my aspirin yet?" groaned Zordon just before ending the connection.

"Fine," grumbled Billy as he teleported Kendrix' invention to the battlefield. "I surmise that my new reputation as the Rangers' resident genius will soon be terminated," he moaned.

Billy's communicator beeped. "Ayiyiyiyiyi, Billy, that disruptor worked perfectly. Everyone stopped yodeling. You are a genius!"

"Uh, thank you?" Billy said in shock.

"Now get your butt over there and help the others destroy that monster!" bellowed Zordon.

"Affirmative, Zordon." Billy cut off the connection again. He turned to Kendrix. "How…how…how."

"Well, I guess you'd better go ahead and zap me." Kendrix closed her eyes in anticipation.

Billy laughed insincerely. "Oh, now how could I ever that to my dearest little cousin." He grabbed an extra communicator off a shelf. "Here, you would serve best as my technical assistant. I'll contact you whenever I need require assistance with my mechanical creations."

"You mean you'll call me everytime you have to invent something. Forget it." Kendrix picked up the memory-eraser, aimed it at herself and pressed the switch. A light briefly engulfed her. Kendrix looked around the garage confusedly. "Who are you? What am I doing here?"

"Oh, to hell with it all!" exclaimed Billy as he teleported out.