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This is story number forty-three. It was requested by timeforce 101.

Sydney and Jason

By

Eileen (Psycho Tangerine)

Sydney Drew yawned as she shuffled out to the SPD Training Grounds. "Three a.m?" she groaned recalling Cruger's orders. "Now that's way too early. I can't even see my hand in front of…" she glanced at her hands with their dayglo nail polish. "Oh, I guess I can. Well, I'm glad you guys are here with me," she spoke into the darkness around her. "Not that I'm afraid of the dark or anything, mind you, but…" She paused as she realized that she heard only her own footsteps.

"Sky? Z? Jack? Bridge? Where are you guys?" It was then that Sydney realized that she was the only one Cruger had woken up by emptying his water dish on her and barking in her ear.

Just then, the outside lights flickered on. Sydney blocked her eyes from the sudden brightness. Then she lowered her hands to stare at the older muscular man standing in front of her. "Look," she began with a quiver in her voice. "Don't even try anything with me. I…uh…I know karate." She began to back away. "And if that doesn't work, I can get my daddy to make you vice president of something or other."

"ATTEN HUT!" bellowed Jason. Inwardly, he groaned. When he had received a call from this so-called academy begging him to come and give extra training to a Ranger who desperately needed it, he had accepted, thinking that he'd be training the next 'rookie in red' as he liked to call it. He had even planned on a field trip to Lovely Lola's GoGo Bar for a 'special' training session. But, when he realized that his trainee was the Pink Ranger, he suddenly regretted bragging to every Power Ranger mentor that he was the best Ranger ever and would train any Ranger who needed it…for a heavy fee, of course.

Sydney continued to stare at Jason. "Oh great, it's some nutcase who think this is the army. Look," she continued, waving her hand dismissively at the almost middle-aged man, "why don't you go back to the old folks home or wherever you came from?"

Jason balked at this. "WHAT? I'm not old! I'm still strong! I'm the strongest Ranger ever!" He held out his arm. "Wanna feel my muscles?"

"Ewww…no. Besides," corrected Sydney, "the records indicated that there was a female Ranger who could lift cars…" she continued as Jason was about to speak…."unmorphed."

Jason's face fell. He would have to start pumping iron for six hours a day now. Or, he smirked, he could just pay off one of the Ranger geniuses to erase this stronger person from the records. Perhaps that Trip guy from the future could be 'convinced' to do it. He certainly had enough money being sole beneficiary of Zordon's will. Of course, he had bribed Billy to change Tommy's name to his on that will.

"Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to get back to my nice cozy bed with the comfy silk sheets and aromatic scent machine and automatic foot rubber attached to the foot of the bed and gigantic spatula that flips me over every half-hour." Sydney turned to leave.

"TURN YOUR ASS RIGHT BACK AROUND RAN…RAN…" at that point, Jason lost it. "Ran…ran…ran…ger," he snorted. "Oh, oh, they have got to be kidding." He rolled about on the ground shaking with laughter.

Sydney paused at this. "And what's so funny about my being a Ranger? I'll just have you know that just because I'm a girl and a blonde doesn't mean that I can't hold my own in battle. In fact…"

"…several past Rangers were female and blonde," interrupted the still chuckling Jason. "Yeah, yeah I know. But none of them required automatic foot massages at night. None of them sleep with a stuffed animal named 'Peanuts'."

"How did you know about Peanuts?" asked Sydney defensively.

"It's funny what information you can gather by contributing to the 'Psychic Geniuses Who Seem to be More Scatterbrained Than They Are Society.'"

Sydney narrowed her eyes. A certain Green Ranger was going to have to untie his gloves from the flagpole in the morning.

"And, those other female blondes didn't require me to come in the middle of the night to give them special training sessions because even with SWAT team training they still spend half their time worrying about their nails rather than fighting." He looked at her seriously, all traces of mirth gone from his face. "Now, give me five hundred push-ups. And if you look at your fingernails even once, I'll make you do five hundred more."

Sydney groaned and got down on the ground. She began doing her pushups. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine…"

Jason grinned at this. The last time he had ordered his fellow Rangers to do pushups, they had simply responded by locking him in Alpha's sleep chamber for two days. He suddenly frowned. Two days later, the White Ranger was suddenly there and his position as leader was gone…gone forever. He should've known something was up when he heard Zordon muttering outside the sleep chamber about certain Rangers getting too big for their morphers. Jason sighed and looked again at Sydney. Finally, someone was obeying his orders. Someone took him seriously as a leader. Someone really looked good in that…

"…forty four, forty five, forty six," Taking care not to look directly at her hand, Sydney had slowly inched it until it was covering a small stone. "Hey," she announced suddenly. "Did anyone ever tell you why I'm so fussy about my hands?"

"Uh, because you like your pretty nails?" ventured Jason who was still mesmerized by Sydney's pushups.

"Nope," the Pink SPD Ranger replied. "It's because I can do this!" With that, she leapt up and swang at Jason's hip with her stone-like fist.

Crrraccckkkkkk!

Jason looked down in horror. He reached in his pocket and pulled out his now-crushed Dino Morpher. "Nooooooooooo!" he wailed. "I'm telling Zordon on you!" With that, he ran off, somehow forgetting that Zordon was no longer around.

Sydney sighed in relief. Wow, glad that's over. No way was I going to do all those push…." She then noticed her nails. "Noooooooooo! I broke them all!"