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.

If you haven't done so, please read the first fifty stories in "When Rangers Meet." Thanks.

This is story number eight. It was requested by True-To-Blue.

Btw, pilot of eva unit 04(), you asked for a story with Delphine. Although I had mentioned it a while back, I forgot to remind people that I don't include the Aquition Rangers, Phantom Ranger, or Trey in my stories. I just feel that I already have more than enough possible combinations with the other 54 Rangers (1466 according to my calculations). So, if you read this, please give me a different pairing :)

Andros and Dustin

By

Eileen (Psycho Tangerine)

Andros hummed happily to himself as he splashed on his aftershave lotion. After eight years apart, he and Ashley were finally going to meet again. His eyes glazed over as he thought of his former girlfriend's hazel eyes, her perky nose, her rosy mouth, her two big… he pinched himself at that, no need to get excited too soon.

He put down the now half-empty bottle and picked up the letter.

"To Andros, the Red Space Ranger. Hi, Dude. This is the current Yellow Ranger. Like, Dude, I heard you have a humongous space ship and like, dude I really need to ask you a favor. Could you like, beam me up at seven p.m. tomorrow? Thanks, Dude."

For the hundredth time, Andros kissed the note. It didn't matter to him that no one had signed it. It didn't matter to him that there was nothing romantic about the letter. It didn't even matter to him that there had been other Yellow Rangers besides Ashley. "After all," he reasoned as he examined the roses he had bought for the occasion, "if it isn't Ashley then it'll be another lovely woman."

"Andros," announced Deca in what sounded suspiciously like a muffled laugh. "Your 'date' is at the rendezvous point."

"Who is it?" asked Andros as he nervously smoothed down his clothing.

"I cannot tell. There seems to be an overpowering cloud of perfume interfering with my sensors."

Andros could have sworn he heard his emotionless companion snickering this time. "Uh, it's aftershave lotion, not perfume." He shook his head, "never mind, just send her the Yellow Space Glider so she can get on this ship."

Five minutes later, Andros was waiting eagerly at the jump tubes. He already had a romantic candlelit dinner set out for his special guest with soft, romantic music playing in the background. He had never admitted it, even to himself, but he had been very lonely after kicking his entire Ranger team off the Megaship all those years ago for selling pieces of it to crazed enthusiasts. Yes, he decided as he made his most seductive pose. Love was definitely in the air.

"Whooooooaaaaaa!" came the voice…the too deep voice. A young man with short brown wavy hair popped out of the jump tube. "Wow, Shane would go wild over this crazy flying skateboard." He straightened up and brushed off his suit. "Like, Dude, you really are a dude!" He hid a bunch of red roses similar to Andros' behind his back.

Andros couldn't stop gaping. Then his face went dark and he stepped threateningly towards the other man. "Uh, I don't know who the hell you are, but you're in big trouble, mister. That glider was for a visiting Yellow Ranger."

Dustin looked at him strangely. "That's me. See the yellow bow tie and cummerbund?"

"But, you…you're a male Ranger." Andros backed up and dumped his roses into a convenient wastebasket. "Yellow Rangers are always female."

"Not always, Andros," interrupted the voice of Deca. "As I've told you, there's Tideus of Aquitar, The Great Gazoo the Seven Thousand and twenty third of Zetox, Mork of Ork, Big Birdius of Planet Sesamiustreet…"

"Fine, Deca," Andros was tired of hearing her exhaustive lists. He turned to Dustin. "So what…"

"I tried to warn him of this possibility. But would he listen? Oh no. He was too busy being horny to listen to his ship's faithful computer system. If I had a new chip for each time he ignored my faultless advice, I'd…"

Andros pushed the 'mute' button on a panel. "So, what are you here for? Uh…."

"Dustin," replied Dustin. "And the thing is…"

Finally realizing the implication of Dustin's suit and the roses still hidden behind his back, Andros cut him short. "Wait a second, you thought 'I' was a woman? What ever gave you that idea?"

"Well, not what, Dude. More like who." Dustin went to sit on a nearby chair. "Yeeowch!" he hollered as he sat directly on the roses he had been hiding. "Oh, I am so lame." He pulled the flowers out from under his butt and held them out to Andros. "Like, these are for you."

"Uh, thanks, I think," murmured Andros as he accepted the flowers. He sidestepped over to the wastebasket and dumped those roses in there as well. "Now, you were about to tell me where you got the idea that I was a woman?"

"Well, you see, when I decided that I needed to find you, I went on the Internet. When I did a search for Space Rangers, I came upon a website called

"You found a website…about us?" queried Andros. "Well, I'm sure it's just made by one of our many overenthusiastic fans."

Dustin leaned back and put his feet up on a table. "Yeah, that's what I thought. And I told the dude who ran the site so. But then he posted a video of himself morphing and charged twenty-five dollars for the privilege of downloading it. When I asked, he told me that the Red Space Ranger had 'long beautiful hair, full pouty lips, and a figure to die for.' So of course, I thought…"

"Really?" asked Andros as he knocked Dustin's feet off the table. "I guess all those trips to the hair salon on Edenoi really paid off. And I…hey!" he exclaimed when he realized the implications of the description. "Who made that website?"

Dustin yawned. "I think his name was something like Wayne, or Kane, or…"

"Zhane?" cried Andros as he wiped down the table with disinfectant. "That greedy, egotistical maniac! It's bad enough he tried to auction off Alpha 6. But now he's gone too far. I should report him to the proper authorities. I should get his web site closed down." Andros paused in thought. "I should make him give me a cut of the profits."

"Yeah, that sounds great, Dude." Dustin sat up and leaned forward. "But, now that we've established that we're both dudes, I really need to ask a big favor from you."

"Why do you keep saying that?" asked Andros.

Dustin sighed. "What do you mean, Dude? This is the first time I've ever asked you for a favor."

"No, I mean, why do you keep saying 'dude' over and over and over again?"

Dustin stared at him. "Really? You mean I keep using the word 'dude' all the time? Wow, du…uh I mean wow, I never even realized it. No wonder I can't get anyone to take me seriously." He jumped up and shook Andros' hand. "Well, now that I'm aware of this problem, I'll certainly watch my language more. I'll be able to get into a good University and then land a job in a top Fortune 500 company. I'll marry a rich socialite and have two perfect children. Oh, your original observation will definitely change my life for the better."

"Really?" asked Andros proudly. It wasn't too often that he got the chance to improve the life of a younger Ranger.

"Pshaw, no," scoffed Dustin. "Like, I like saying 'dude,' Dude. It's just my thing. And I certainly can't become the best motorbike stunt rider if I'm tied to a boring nine to five job, a snooty wife and bratty kids."

"Well, there's no need to be a jerk about it," snapped Andros. "What are you here for anyway?"

"As I was about to say before you interrupted me," Dustin leaned forward and looked seriously at Andros. "I want to borrow your ship, Dude."

"What?!" snapped Andros. "Absolutely not! There's no way I'm going to let you use Meggy for joyriding or drag racing or whatever it is you juvenile delinquents do." He grabbed Dustin's cummerbund and began to drag him back to the jump tube. "Now, if you're through wasting my time…"

Dustin yanked himself out of Andros' grip. "Dude! I don't want to use your ship for stupid stuff like that. I just want to get to Lothor's ship and rescue the trapped Ninjas."

"Get where? Rescue who?"

"Meggy?" blurted the until-then silent Deca. "Andros, I think it's past time you saw that psychiatrist. You have very bizarre attachment issues with this ship."

Dustin sighed and straightened out his cummerbund. "Like, Lothor is this masked wrestling reject our team is fighting. He kidnapped the students at our secret ninja academy and turned our sensei into a hamster. So now Cam, who is Sensei's son and the Green Samurai Ranger, claims that he can get into space somehow and rescue the captured students."

"So? Let him do it then."

"But I want to be the hero for once," whined Dustin. "I mean, all the others see me as just this big goof but…"

"Gee, I wonder why," stated Andros sarcastically. "Wait, are you saying that your mentor is a hamster? And that Hamster Junior is going to be flying a ship into space?" He was incredulous. "How the hell is he going to operate the controls with just paws?"

"Dude, only Sensei is a hamster. Cam's still a human." Dustin sat back down. "Besides, at least our mentor isn't a wrinkled old head."

Andros face went pale. "Don't ever, ever, ever make fun of Zordon!" he cried.

"Whoa, Dude, I didn't mean…"

"He sacrificed his life so that the evil could be wiped away! He made me destroy his tube so his essence could wash over everyone in the galaxy and destroy or cleanse all that is wicked."

Dustin grunted at that. "Well, that was really stupid of him. I mean we still have criminals and murderers."

"No," corrected Andros. "I mean he destroyed all the evil non-humans."

Dustin rolled his eyes. "Oh, really? Well, he's a lousy shot since his missed that giant bug and his daughter, a bunch of demons, mutants from the future, horned thingies, and Lothor and his goons."

"I…I…never thought about that," admitted Andros. "I…I…killed Zordon for nothing? No! I'm a murderer!" he wailed as he flopped on the floor. The fact that his actions had ended an intergalactic war had completely slipped the Red Ranger's mind.

"Uh, yeah sure, whatever makes you happy," muttered Dustin disinterestedly as he awkwardly patted Andros on the head. "Now, how about letting me borrow the ship? I promise I'll have it gassed and back by midnight."

"Whatever," sniveled Andros as he waved Dustin towards the controls. "I don't care. I don't deserve such a nice ship. Keep it for all I care."

"Oh, gnarly Dude!" blurted Dustin as he hopped into the pilot's chair. "Now, let's see, how do I fly this?" He pressed a few buttons and pulled a lever. The ship shook and shot backwards.

KARRRAAAASSSHHH!!!

"Oh, sorry about that, Dude!" Dustin apologized as he pushed the lever forward and lifted the Astro Megaship Mark Two into the air again. "But Juice Bars are a bit out of style now, anyway!" With that, he flew away, a furious Ernie screaming curses after him.