Disclaimer: Just to keep it simple: A. I don't own Power Rangers. B. I just make fun of them; so don't get upset if I mock your favorite. C. Please review. I don't mind constructive criticism. D. Thanks to Writer's Guide to the Universe and Power Rangers Central for providing a lot of the information that I need.

If you haven't done so, please read the first hundred and fifty stories in "When Rangers Meet," "More of When Rangers Meet," and "Headquarters Where Rangers Meet."

This is story number thirty-two.

Tori and Dax

by

Eileen (Psycho Tangerine)

Tori looked dispassionately at the pool. When she had been called to come to help the Overdrive Rangers, she had been thinking of places like Angel Grove, Mariner Bay, Silver Hills, or Reefside. What kind of idiot would base a Ranger team in a land locked city like San Angeles? With a sigh, she waved her hand back and forth causing waves to form on the pool. Grabbing her board, Tori hopped on a wave.

"I'm here! I'm here!" cried Dax as he rushed into the mansion's indoor poolroom. "I got your letter and..." SPLUSH! A wave crashed over him as it carried Tori, board and all, out the door.

CRASH! "Sorry about that, Spencer!" called Tori. CRASH! CRASH! CRASH! "Hey!" She called as she ducked back into the poolroom to avoid the flying pieces of a broken teacup. "Some people are just too sensitive about their fine china."

"Darling!" cried Dax as he grabbed Tori into a hug. "I got your letter and I miss you too! Well, I would miss you if we were apart but I understand the confusion since you are so smitten with me!"

"EWWWWWW!" cried Tori as she pushed the dripping wet Blue Ranger off her. She fell to her knees and began hacking. Five minutes later, she straightened up. "And I thought Ronny had been exaggerating about you." She narrowed her eyes. "What the hell are you doing with my towel!" screeched Tori.

The now almost dried Dax paused in drying off his butt. "Oh, is this your blue towel? I thought it was my blue towel. Here!" He tossed it to Tori.

"EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Tori cried again as the towel hit her in the face. She ran to the Jacuzzi and dipped her face into the hot water. She came up red-faced from the heat. "Don't you have your own teammates to annoy?"

But Dax just began jumping around excitedly. "This is soooo awesome. We'll get married and make our own little blue babies."

"Why in God's name would we ever..."

Dax's eyes narrowed. "But I really wish you wouldn't call me your 'little shrimpy navy boy.' I'm not that short. And why would I leave you to go motorbike racing? I mean it would be different if I got a gig as a Hollywood director. But I'd still share custody of the kids. Oh, if we have any boys, I don't like the name Adam; reminds me of this jerk who keeps grabbing all the good stunt work."

Tori's face darkened. "You.... read...my...private...letter...to...my ...boyfriend?!" She shoved Dax against a wall. "How'd you steal my mail? How'd you get into my email? How much did you read?" The last thing she needed was for this whacko to know exactly what she wanted to do to a certain Navy Ranger.

Dax stared at her in confusion. "You left a letter on my dresser." He pulled it out of his pocket. "Here."

Tori unfolded it and looked at it. "Someone whited out Blake's name and wrote your name in!" she gasped.

"You...you mean...you don't dream of personally tuning up my engine?" whimpered Dax.

"Absolutely not," replied Tori as she examined the tampered letter. Shane and Dustin? If those two jokers were the ones...no, they were nowhere nearby. So who...?

"Bummer!" cried Dax as he fell to the floor in tears. "Why do girls always pretend to like me just to get what they want? Why?" First, Miratrix pretended to like him just to steal that scroll, then Ronny began flirting with him one afternoon just to get him to crash test several race cars for her, and now this wily woman had tricked him just to...just to... "Hey! What are you after anyway?"

"What?" asked Tori absent-mindedly. Who here would do this? It wasn't as if she really knew any of them. And they all seemed like a decent bunch. Well, except for Tree Boy who kept hitting on her and Kira. But a few threats to spread rumors about his sexual preferences around Briarwood cooled his jets soon enough.

"Why did you pretend to like me?" asked Dax as he wiped his eyes. "Why did you say you dream of checking out my special staff? Whatever that means."

"Listen, Mush for Brains," stated Tori. "That letter was not meant for you. I did not give it to you" She grabbed Dax by the collar and growled "And if you tell anyone what it said, I will personally see to it that you get bumped from stuntman to crash test dummy."

"Cool! I've always wanted to do that!" exclaimed Dax. "I've even got some experience!" He began to run around hyperactively again and crash into walls. "Vroooooom!" CRASH! "Vroooooom!" CRASH! "Vroooooom!" CRASH! "Vroooooom!" CRASH! "Vroooooom!" CRASH! "Vroooooom!" CRASH! "Vroooooom!" CRASH! "Vroooooom!" CRASH! SPLAAAAASH!

"No wonder you can't get a girl," exclaimed Tori to Dax who was again dripping wet. "You're so annoying!" Who could've given this nut the idea she liked him? The only person here she had shown her letter to was her roommate. She thought a second opinion would be good to have before she sent it. "That bitch!" cried Tori.

"Pardon?" asked Dax who was using Tori's other towel to dry off. Annoying? Him? Nah, this girl just didn't appreciate such a hot guy like him. Well there still was one more fish in this ocean for him to charm.

"Kira!" they both called.

"I'm going to kill you, Kira!" shouted Tori. Just because her Red and White Rangers dumped her to go out with each other didn't give the Yellow Dino Thunder Ranger the right to mess up with Tori's relationship with Blake. She stomped out of the room to confront her roommate.

"No! Wait! Don't hurt my love! My future wife!" Dax ran after Tori. "Kira! My darling! I'll protect you and we'll make beautiful music together!"

"Yo, Blake!" said Dustin into his cell phone as he and Shane stepped from the adjoining room. "I don't think this worked Dude. She's still interested in you. What's the next plan?"

A/N- Now kids, I have no idea what would happen if you dunk your face into a hot Jacuzzi, so don't do it.