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 twenty-four. It was requested by Bleu-woulfe. Yeah, I know the ending's a bit lame. I just couldn't get it the way I wanted.

Ok, I got bored and picked out a whole bunch of pairings using my little slips of papers. But I want to alternate those with requests. So, I am once again asking for requests. By June 30, please let me know which pair of Rangers you'd like me to write about. These are the Rangers you may choose from: Jason, Billy, Zack, Kim, Trini, Tommy, Adam, Rocky, Aisha, Kat, Tanya, Justin, T.J., Carlos, Cassie, Ashley, Andros, Zhane, Leo, Mike, Kendrix, Karone, Maya, Kai, Damon, Carter, Ryan, Chad, Joel, Dana, Kelsey, Wes, Alex, Eric, Jen, Katie, Trip, Lucas, Cole, Alyssa, Taylor, Merrick, Danny, Max, Shane, Dustin, Tori, Hunter, Blake, Cam, Trent, Conner, Ethan, Kira, Jack, Elizabeth, Sydney, Sky, Bridge, and Kruger. I have no interest in writing about the Aquitian Rangers or the Phantom Ranger. Please check my other series 'When Rangers Meet' to make sure you don't pick a pair I've already written about. Thank you.

Justin and Billy

By

Eileen (Psycho Tangerine)

"Ok, Zordon," announced the Blue Turbo Ranger as he teleported into the Power Chamber. "I changed the oil on all the Turbo Zords and mucked out all of those old animal-type Zords of yours, just like you ordered. But you're going to have to give that Mastodon some Kaopectate." Justin was thrilled to be given such important Ranger-related tasks. He had been so excited that he never noticed that Alpha had been snickering behind him and that Zordon himself was barely controlling himself as he gave the orders.

"What do you want me to do next?" There was no reply. Justin looked up and, for the first time, realized that there was only a test pattern where Zordon normally resided. "Zordon? Alpha?" he asked as he demorphed. "Where are you guys?"

"No way! Oh, this is absolutely unjust," came a voice from the other side of the room. "A kid, I got passed over for the Power yet again. And this time for a damn bratty kid."

Justin whirled around, startled by both the voice and the palpable anger in it. He slapped on the alarm button and frowned when nothing happened.

"Oh, like that's going to work," snorted Billy as he came into Justin's line of vision. "I know all of the systems in here. I've already taken care of the alarms. And Zordon's too busy rubbing Aquitian squid mucous all over his head to even notice. It seems that someone gave him the misleading idea that it was a cure for baldness."

A look of realization suddenly came over Justin's face. "Oh, wow! It can't be…. no, it is! You're Billy Cranston, the original Blue Ranger! Oh this is so cool! You're my model! My hero! Ever since I was a little kid…"

"You ARE a little kid," grumbled Billy.

Justin took no notice of the interruption, nor of Billy's mood. "…I dreamed of being the geeky Blue Ranger. I've got to get your autograph. Did I ever tell you you're my hero? You're everything I wish I could be. I could fly higher…"

Billy flopped down on the floor and took a quick snooze as Justin babbled on. He had been suffering from the worst jet lag ever since his trip back from Aquitar. Almost an hour later, he woke back up.

"…blue jell-o every evening in your honor." Justin looked at Billy curiously. "But what are you doing here, anyway? Tommy told me all about how he got you to go to some fish planet just to keep you from taking over as leader again, like you had when they got stuck as kids. He's always complaining about how you wouldn't allow him to join the junior karate league so he could sweep all the competitions with his advanced abilities."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" queried Billy. "I went to that giant fishbowl to get a cure for my aging disease."

"Oh, really?" Justin pressed a few buttons. A prerecorded image of Cestro appeared. "Tommy," the image whispered. "I've received your message and your five thousand galactic credits. Put the tablets I've teleported to you into Cranston's drink and he'll age immediately. We'll be waiting to take him to our planet for the 'cure.' A few months of him away should give you enough time to convince the others that he'll never be as good a leader as you." The image looked furtively around. "You know, for another ten thousand credits I could convince my idiot niece to get him to marry her."

Billy blanched at this. Then his face turned beet-red. "WHAT! That egomaniacal jackass! He's the reason I got stuck on that crappy planet? He's the reason that fish slut convinced me that she…she loved me? I should've known something was wrong when she had a 'headache' every single night!" He began to pace angrily. "I thought Tommy was my friend! I thought Cestro was my friend! How could they do this to me? Where in God's name did Tommy get alien money from anyway?"

Justin cracked up. "Oh, oh, that was way too easy," he sputtered.

Billy looked at him suspiciously. "What do you mean by that?"

"Rock…Rocky was right about you. He said you'd show up as soon as you heard about the new Blue Ranger. He said you'd be jealous. He told me about all the time you managed to write. 'Billy is the only good Blue Ranger' on his dual arm blades soon after he got to be the Blue Zeo Ranger. I don't think he was too happy having Klank and Orbus laugh at him."

Billy glared at the boy. "I repeat: What did you mean by that being too easy?"

Justin quickly sobered under Billy's glower. "Well, I really wanted to impress you, because you're my hero," he looked imploringly at the frowning man with no affect. "So, I used my technical know-how to splice some recordings together to get that."

Inwardly Billy was relieved that his friends hadn't betrayed him after all. However, there was no way he'd let this young upstart know how amazed his was that he was able to do such advanced editing. "You little worm! You deceived me! You little cretin! You little termite! You little…"

Justin suddenly broke out into tears. "You're just like the other Rangers! They hate me too, just because I'm still a kid! They hate me just because I'm way smarter than them and will probably become the CEO of my own company while they're flipping burgers."

Billy rolled his eyes. "More likely they hate you because you're a snotty know-it-all brat."

Justin quickly cheered up. "Yep, I know it all. I get to go to high school. I know how to drive a car. And I'm going to be the best Ranger inventor ever!"

"Oh, really?" questioned Billy. "You explicitly assume that you have an advanced intellectual capability in comparison to what I've possessed antecedent to your own nativity?"

"Huh?" asked Justin.

"Is there a predicament? Aren't you proficient or at the very minimum capable in the usage of an exceptionally immeasurable mature terminology?"

Justin stared blankly at Billy. "I…I don't understand you. How can that be? I'm a child prodigy…a graduate of the Accelerated Baby Genius Program and I can't understand a word you're saying!" He put his head down and mumbled, "Maybe I'm not that intelligent after all."

Billy continued to goad him. "Aw, did I impair your fragile psyche? Did I formulate an effective technique for causing self-doubt in you? Did I…hey wait just a damned minute! You went to the Accelerated Baby Genius Program?"

"Yeah," mumbled Justin dejectedly. "It gave me the basis for developing my potential as a genius. At least, I thought it did." He sighed and held his morpher out to Billy. "I guess I'll never be as good as you. Maybe you should get to be the Blue Turbo Ranger after all."

"Nah," responded Billy, who had dropped the verbose language. "I'm actually enjoying not having to respond to every one of Zordon's commands. Besides, I've received very lucrative offers from several Universities."

"Really?" asked Justin with a bit of interest. "Which one will you attend?"

"Attend nothing," boasted Billy. "I'm being offered the presidency of each of these establishments. I just have to decide which offer is the most lucrative." He then leaned over and whispered. "Besides, I think I'll have fun with mentoring you to be an even bigger know-it-all little snot than you already are. That'll teach them to let me give up my chance at a Zeo morpher without protest. That'll teach them to let me go on a dangerous trip all the way to Aquitar without showing any concern whatsoever for my safety. That'll…"

Justin shook his head and then pressed a few buttons on the console in front of him, causing Billy to disappear in a flash of sparkles. "And that'll teach them to teach me how to use the teleportation system."