Disclaimer: I don't own the Power Rangers. So don't try to buy them from me. Please don't get all offended because I mocked your favorite Ranger. I try to mock them all. Besides, it's just for fun. I really do enjoy the show :). Hi to all from AFPR…especially my fellow Psychos. Please let me know if I make any errors. I have no difficulty with receiving constructive criticism.

This is story number five. It was requested by Pitbossheather.

Shane and Jason

By

Eileen (Psycho Tangerine)

"Ohhhhhh," moaned Shane as he regained consciousness. "What happened? Where am I?"

"The same place you put me, you idiot," came a growl from across the room.

At that, Shane decided to open his eyes and look. "What? I'm in the hospital? I can't be in the hospital…I have skateboard practice!" With that, he leapt out of his bed….and landed on the floor in pain. "Ow! My back!"

"Wow, and I thought Rocky was a whiny cry baby."

Shane craned his neck around to see who the other guy was. There, sitting on another bed, was a muscular young man, wearing a hospital gown that had been gone over with a red magic marker. He had a large bandage wrapped around the top of his head that covered his eyes. "Who are you, anyway? What happened? Did you get into some big accident or something?" He made an attempt to get up. "Could you please come help me up?"

Jason sighed and stood up. Carefully, he made his way to Shane…. but not without some shin banging and swearing. "I can't believe you don't even remember ramming into me with that stupid skateboard of yours. Seriously, what would possess a grown man to skateboard down the middle of a mall escalator?"

Shane smiled. "Yeah, that was one of my cooler ideas. Tomorrow, I'm going to skateboard up and down this hospi…Yeeeouch!" he shouted as Jason finally got a hold of him and yanked him back onto his bed. "Uh, maybe the day after tomorrow," he amended.

"Yeah, sure," responded Jason dubiously. "You can barely move, and yet you still want to skateboard." He began to feel up his own muscles. "Talk about your obsessive behaviors."

"So," said Shane. "I'm Shane Clarke. Pleased to meet you." He held out his hand. Then pulled it back in embarrassment when he realized the other man couldn't see it.

"Jason Lee Scott," replied Jason distractedly. "Whoa," he mused to himself. "I'm losing a little bit of tone in this bicep. I wonder if this place has a weightlifting room."

"And you thought I was obsess…" Shane stopped speaking and gawked at Jason. "Wait! Did you say Jason Lee Scott?"

"Yep," answered Jason who was now trying to bench-press the bed tray.

Shane's face brightened with excitement. "You mean…THE Jason Lee Scott?"

"Are there any others I don't know about?" asked Jason who had added the room's TV and his bedpan to the tray he was working out with.

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod….EEEEEYYYYOOOOOWWWWW!!!" screamed Shane who realized too late that bouncing up and down on a sore back was NOT a good idea. Subdued, he continued. "You're the Jason Lee Scott who was also the first Red Ranger?"

Jason dashed over to him, tripping on things and cursing on the way. "Shush up!" he cried, covering Shane's mouth. "It took me forever and lot of 'convincing' to find out where Rocky had hidden my original Power coin. Dumb idiots never even realized those coins could be fixed. I guess I could expect that with that longhaired jerk as leader." He looked around in a panic. "I do NOT want Zordon to take it from me because of your big mouth."

Shane brushed Jason's hand away. "Hello? Hasn't anyone told you the news? Zordon can't take away your coin because he's DEAD!"

"No! No! He's not dead! He just pretended to die when that other longhaired freak shattered his tube. He's around somewhere, watching us, waiting for us to mess up so he can take our powers from us. Like he took mine."

"Uh, I thought you went to Paris or Zurich or somewhere in Europe. For Peace conferences?" asked Shane uncertainly. Although he had read Dustin's comic books, he hadn't committed them to memory.

"Peace conferences, my ass," cursed Jason. "I was there for almost a year. But they always made us stay in 'Geneva.' But then I got so stark raving bored that I snuck out of the 'city' one night. Know what I found?"

"What?" asked Shane.

"Some gigantic machine that was generating images of a whole city and conference goers. I should've guessed as much since aside from Trini and Zach, all the other people kept repeating everything they said over and over again. But I thought that was just because they were naturally boring."

"Sounds a bit elaborate," began Shane. "So who…"

Jason's fists clenched and unclenched. "I left at that point and went back to Angel Grove. Actually, it only took me fifteen minutes because as it turned out, we had been in the stupid desert next to it."

"Wait," interrupted Shane. "Didn't you tell your friends about the city not being real?"

Jason's face paled. "Dang, I KNEW I forgot something. I hope Trini and Zach aren't too mad at me." He shrugged and continued. "I was going to go give Zordon a piece of my mind." He banged his hand on the night table, causing Shane to wince as he heard the wood splinter. "And when I called him up, do you know what he did?"

"No, I…"

"He sent that leadership stealing Ranger, Tommy to get me. They actually convinced me to become the Gold Ranger." Jason sighed. "And I bought it too. I spent almost six months using that power."

Shane was confused he was become just a bit concerned about his idol's mental status. "But, why would you be mad? Sounds like they were trying to make up for what they did."

"Are you kidding?" snapped Jason. "All they wanted was to keep the powers safe for some schizoid alien prince. They sure as hell didn't bother to tell me about all the side effects. They all hit me at once."

"Side effects?" asked Shane who was looking uncertainly at his own morpher. "No one told me about any side effects."

"Dizziness, fainting, nosebleeds, heart palpitations, diarrhea, ringworm, rabies, psoriasis, smallpox, halitosis, cavities, leprosy…" Jason groaned. "If I hadn't been able to kick the cure out of Alpha's metal butt… As it is, I still have a bad case of jock itch."

"Okay," said Shane a bit uncomfortably. "Well, I think my back is all better now. So why don't you get me that wheelchair there and I'll go…and uh…look for that weight room for you." He didn't care how much it hurt, he had to get away from this nutcase. He just hoped that the Red Power didn't end up affecting him in the same manner.

"Really?" asked Jason happily. "Uh, where is the wheelchair?"

"I'm sorry. It's over to your right."

Jason grabbed the wheelchair and pushed it into the room.

Gingerly, Shane sat up and grabbed the arm of the wheelchair. "Yeeeahhhhh….mmmphhhh." He quickly clamped his mouth shut to muffle his cry of pain.

"Are you ok?" asked Jason.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." Shane quickly reached for the wheels. "Yeeeaaaaaaaaooooooowwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!" he screamed in agony at the movement.

"That does it," decided Jason. "I'm going to wheel you. Just tell me where to go."

"No, that's okay," Shane cried as he felt the chair move. "I can do…LEFT! TURN LEFT!…it myself…SLOW DOWN YOUR GOING TO HIT THAT…"

WHAM! The chair smashed into the wall next to the door. It toppled over, taking Shane with it. "Ohhhhh…" he moaned.

"Whoops, sorry. Let me help you up."

"No!" cried Shane. "Don't help me! I'll just scream for a nurse." He glared up at Jason. "What in God's made you think you could push a wheelchair with that bandage over your eyes?"

"Bandage?" asked Jason. "What bandage?" He reached up to feel his head. "Well, what do you know? I guess that cute nurse got a bit carried away with wrapping up that little nick on my head." He pushed the bandage up off his eyes. "And here I thought I was blind." He reached down, grabbed Shane's hand and shook it vigorously. "Thanks, I owe you one." With that he headed down the hall.

"Wait! Where're you going?" called Shane.

"Home," Jason called back. "If I can see then there's no need for me to stay." With that he disappeared around a corner.

"Hey! Don't just leave me here!" cried Shane.

But there was no response.

"NUUURRRSSSSEEEE!!!"