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Well, this is story twenty. Not a request. I just felt like pulling out the little slips of paper again.

Jason and Alyssa

By

Eileen (Psycho Tangerine)

"Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!" sang Jason gleefully as he danced around the room. He was thrilled to be the first of the Ranger men to own a dojo. He had actually outbid Tommy and Rocky for ownership of the only available space zoned for such a purpose within a fifty-mile radius of Angel Grove. Of course, it didn't hurt that he had that windfall from his out of court settlement with Zordon. Jason was not one to take being demoted to second banana lightly.

A small bell tinkled and the door opened. Jason immediately stopped prancing around and grabbed a barbell...

Alyssa ran into the room with a frantic look on her face. "Hey!" she cried, "I'm going to be late…give it back!"

"Five hundred ninety-nine, six-hundred," panted Jason who then put the barbells down. "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I was a bit busy getting myself even more buff. After all, I have to show a good example for my new students."

Alyssa folded her arms and tapped her feet impatiently. "Yeah, like I didn't see you doing the bunny hop through that big store window just a minute ago. Besides, " she continued as she pointed disdainfully at the rusty and flaking old barbell Jason had just been using. "I don't think that thing could be lifted too much before falling apart. Now, I hate to bother you, but I'm going to be late…" she glanced at her watch. "Ah, hell, I AM late for school." Normally, she wouldn't have minded so much. But only last week, the dean had threatened to toss her out if she kept showing up tardy. And there was no way she was going to let her father be right about her not being able to make it in Turtle Cove University.

"You're not too late for this school," interrupted Jason. Want to sign up for my beginner's dojo class? Or maybe sign up to use the exercise equipment?" Jason rubbed his hands together. Here was a chance to start earning money for some proper equipment. He had spent most of his settlement winnings on getting the dojo and therefore had to rely on yard sales, junkyards, and other means of actually equipping the place.

Alyssa began to scan the room anxiously. "I don't have time to discuss this dump. Where's my bicycle? Maybe if I pedal fast enough, I can sneak into class. Old Miss Appleby often dozes off," she pointed out about the University's newest faculty addition.

Jason acted as if he didn't hear her. "I mean think of it. You'll be the very first student to sign up for the new dojo of the one, the only, the most famous Ranger of them all... Jason Lee Scott!" Take that, Tommy; he thought as he gave one of his patented Red Ranger poses.

"Oh, please," scoffed Alyssa. "Ever since the Space Rangers revealed themselves, everyone and their mothers have been claiming to be the originals." Inwardly, she couldn't help but laugh. THIS egomaniac was the man Cole was trying to model himself after? She was going to have a serious talk with her husband about his role models. "Now, where's my bicycle?"

"You could learn a lot of self-defense techniques." Jason studied the younger woman. "Pretty little thing like you, it wouldn't be too hard for some big thug to come over like this..." He reached over to grab her.

"...And get flipped on his ass," finished Alyssa as she threw Jason over her shoulder. She grinned in self-satisfaction as the so-called barbells snapped in half when he landed on them. Then she stood threateningly over him and growled, "Give me my bike back!"

"Well, that was ummm...impressive," said Jason, not at all phased by Alyssa's attempt at intimidation. He gave a silent prayer of thanks that this hadn't happened in front of the other guys. He would've never... He paused in his thoughts and turned at the sound of pointing and giggling coming from the other side of the window. With a growl and a fierce look from Jason, the group of kids ran off still guffawing.

Alyssa quickly stopped bowing to the window as Jason turned back to her. "Geez, I didn't even break a sweat," she said sweetly to Jason. "Besides, didn't you have women on your team?"

"Oh yeah," said Jason as he got up, brushing off his now-sore butt. "Come to think of it, Kim had no problem flipping me over either." He didn't add that he would've flipped on his back for his former petite teammate anytime...anyplace...if only a certain, leadership-stealing egomaniac hadn't come and... Jason shook his head. His therapist would not be happy to see him thinking like this again.

"Fine, whatever," mumbled Alyssa as she searched anxiously around the cavernous room. "I don't have time for this. I've got to find my bike. I have to get to class before it ends."

"So?" interrupted Jason, "Angel Grove University is just up the road."

"I don't go there," groaned Alyssa. "Why does everyone I've met here think that the universe centers around this stupid town?"

"Because we were targeted by a crazed alien witch and her skinless husband? Because living machine people wanted us dead? Because a space pirate wanted to completely bankrupt and blow us up?" Jason smiled proudly as he attempted to polish an old rowboat that had been welded to the floor. "Yep, Angel Grove has to be the best place ever, seeing as how popular it is."

"Oh?" asked Alyssa as she sat on the edge of the rowboat to catch her breath. "And what about the Orgs who wanted to take over Turtle Co...yeeeeooow!" she yelped as she jumped up. "EWWWWW...this thing has splinters...and termites!"

"Guess I'll have to get out the sandpaper again," murmured Jason. "Oh please, Orgs. The rookie mentioned them. Probably a lot easier to fight than all the stuff we had to contend with."

Alyssa's face turned dark. "First of all, Cole is NOT a rookie. There are newer Red Rangers out there. Second, if the Orgs were so easy to deal with...then why did we keep getting new Animal Zords almost every day?"

"Because you wanted to start a petting zoo?" Jason paused in his work and looked at Alyssa curiously. "We?" he repeated. "As in you're a Power Ranger also?"

"Oops, didn't I mention that?" Alyssa said sweetly as she pulled out her crystal saber. "Didn't I also mention that I kept this little souvenir? Now, stop distracting me with nonsense and give my bicycle back."

"What are you blabbing about?" asked Jason as he backed up nervously. He would have to pick that morning to send his own souvenir weapons out for cleaning.

"I left it parked right outside the library," explained the former White WildForce Ranger, "and what did I see from the window? " She waved the saber at the former Red Morphin Ranger.

"That ridiculously large statue of the White Tiger Ranger commissioned by Tommy Oliver?"

"Hey! What's wrong with white?" queried Alyssa defensively as she jabbed her saber against Jason's chest.

"Uh, nothing, nothing at all," Jason replied quickly as he backed up.

"Do you know what I saw?" asked Alyssa. "I saw YOU taking my precious bicycle and tossing it into the back of a pickup truck. I've been running around this idiotic town looking for you and that truck ever since."

Jason's face suddenly brightened. "Oh, that bike. It was leaning against the library's dumpster so I thought it was garbage. Ever hear of a bike chain?"

"Chain a defenseless bike up?" asked Alyssa tearfully. "How can you be so cruel?"

Jason gave her a funny look. "I think you've been at that Animaniamanium place a bit too long. Anyway," he continued as he sauntered over to the back of the room and shoved some boxes, "I think this is what you're looking for."

"My bike!" cried Alyssa happily. She ran to it and jumped on. "Hey! What's wrong with it?" she asked as she pedaled furiously. "I'm not getting anywhere."

"Well, uh," began Jason lamely as he pointed to the floor.

Alyssa hopped off her bike and looked at it. "You welded my bike to the floor! What were you thinking!"

"That it would make a great stationary exercise bike. Duh, why else would I have it in here?" He grabbed a chisel and flexed his muscles. "Just give me a few hours and I'll have it loose."

"Forget it," grumbled Alyssa. "I just thought of a better way to get to school." With that, she stomped out of the room.

Jason shrugged his shoulders and began to polish the bicycle. Two minutes later he heard the sound of a very familiar engine starting up. He ran to the window just in time to see Alyssa riding away on his motorcycle.

"My bike!" Jason shouted as he out of the dojo and down the street after them.