I do not own Power Rangers.
When Mike woke up from his blissful sleep, he was surprised to hear coughing coming from the other side of the room.
"Kev, you okay man?" Mike asked, concerned for the blue ranger. He got up off of his bed and ran over to Kevin to make sure that he was alright. Kevin coughing died down and he looked over to his friend.
"I don't feel good." He sputtered, voice rough from all of the coughing. Mike hesitated.
"So this is why you were asking me if I felt alright." He finally said with a low voice, although he was quite proud of figuring something out on his own.
"Yeah, can you get me a glass of water? I'm thirsty." Kevin asked.
"Sure, do you want anything else? Medicine or anything?". There was a silence where Kevin was deciding what he needed.
"Can I have a blanket? I'm cold."
"Sure dude, I'll be right back." With that, Mike walked out of the room and down the hallway into the kitchen to get his friend some water. On his way there, Mike had billions of questions rushing through his mind. How did Kevin get sick? Kevin is one of the biggest clean freaks I know! How am I not sick? I licked the ground for god's sake! These questions pondered in his mind until he was awoken from his thoughts with loud coughing coming from the girls' room.
Concerned with the hacking, which seemed to be coming from both girls, Mike entered, only to be met with a terrible sight. Mia and Emily were both violently coughing and it seemed like they had been for a while. Mike ran over to them.
"Are you guys OK?" He asked and waited for a response from either of them. After about a minute, which seemed like forever to Mike, he got a reply from Mia.
"Neither of us feel very good." Mia said.
"Great." Mike mumbled.
"What was that?" Mia asked, as she hadn't heard what he had said.
"Nothing," he replied,"Do you two need anything? Water? Blankets?"
"Blankets sound nice." Emily finally said from the other side of the room.
"And water." Mia added.
"Alright, two blankets and two waters coming right up. You two rest up." Mike finished and decided to check up on Jayden and Antonio to see if they weren't feeling good as well. He was hoping that they were, so that he wasn't alone in taking care of all of the rangers. Ji was off on an expedition in Japan and he thought that the rangers could take care of themselves for a couple of weeks. As he walked into the final room, he was greeted with a sleeping Antonio and sounds coming from the bathroom. Before he went to check on who assumed to be Jayden, he put his hand on Antonio's forehead and felt the heat radiating onto it. Then Mike went to check up on the red ranger in the bathroom.
When he entered, Mike saw Jayden now curled up on the floor, probably after finishing puking. Hayden took notice of Mike and sat up.
"Hey Mike." He said flatly. Mike went over to him and helped him stand up to get back into bed. Jayden, as tough as he was, looked weak and Mike wanted to make sure that he wasn't overdoing it.
Once Jayden was settled in bed, Mike walked over to wake Antonio up. He wanted to see if the boys needed anything.
"Antonio, buddy, wake up." Mike whispered as he gently nudged the gold ranger. Antonio mumbled some incoherent rambling before finally processing that the green ranger was standing above him.
"What's up Mike?" He asked.
"Nothing with me. Everyone else is sick," and he walked to the middle of the room. "Do you guys need anything?". Antonio and Jayden both gave each other a look before Antonio started listing off what they needed.
"Blankets, water, medicine, teddy bears..."
"Antonio," Mike interrupted, "I only have two hands, but I'll bring what I can and make sure you get better."
"Thanks." Jayden said, sounding congested.
"Now you two get some sleep and I'll be back later with some stuff and to check up on you."
"Alright." Antonio muttered and both sick boys fell right asleep. Mike walked back into the hallway to go grab water and blankets for everyone. Once he got into the kitchen, he grabbed five glasses and went to the sink to fill them. As he filled that glasses one by one, every thought that rang through his mind was panicking. He didn't think he could do this. Here he was, easily the most irresponsible person in the house, taking care of five sick people without help, and he would have to handle any nighlok attacks alone. His head ached at the thought, but he was sure that it didn't compare to the pain that his friends were in.
Mike decided that he would need a tray to carry all of their rangers their drinks , so he went to grab one from the cabinet. Then, he went to the closet and grabbed five extra blankets and began to stack the tray with the blankets to get it all done in one load. When all of the blankets and drinks were distributed, Mike started making breakfast for himself. Surprisingly, with all of his nerves, he wasn't feeling that hungry, so he made a small bowl of cereal for himself, but was finished halfway through and he put the remaining cereal in the sink.
Mike walked back to his room to get ready for training. He knew that if he was flying solo that he would have to be working really hard, as well as taking good care of the others, in order for them to get better. Once he was in his training gear, Mike went into the dojo and diligently began whacking at a training dummy.
Pulse racing, Mike was almost unstoppable, as he punched and kicked on the dummy. His concern and nervousness was translated into anger and intensity and he didn't realize the time was flying by. At around 11, Mike went to check on the others and he discovered that they had all finished their waters and were asking him for more.
While he was refilling the glasses, the gap sensor began to sound, and Mike heard movement coming from the bedroom. They're definitely trying to fight. He raced out of the kitchen and put them all back into bed, reassuring them that he could take care out it and that they were too ill to fight.The toughest to convince to rest were Jayden and Kevin, always the ones ready to fight. Although they put up a fight, Mike was finally able to persuade them to go back to bed, and he flew out of the Shiba house like a pistol. The plaguing thoughts that filled his mind controlled him as he was running into the city. What am I doing? I can't do this without help. Why should I even try? I'm already going to lose. I'm not good enough to fight a nighlok alone. I never have, and I never will. Even when I'm with a team, we're always cutting it close. I won't even make a dent in him. What am I getting myself into?
As he finished his dash and turned to face the deformed nighlok, a final thought raced through Mike's mind. I'm not the best, but I've got to try. I have to be invincible.