Chapter 3
"Is this really necessary?" Duncan asked.
"Why not? I just wanna keep track of our gear," his brother replied. It had been six days since they defeated Tele-Pedro, and Brody had said he wanted to "take stock" of their arsenal. However, it seemed to Duncan that the process just involved writing several silly names on a list.
"Okay, we'll call our pistols switch-guns, your shield can be the Chasmo-shield, and my drill-sword will be the, uh…." Brody trailed off. "I'm drawing a blank for that last one."
"How about the Carnage Sword, Mother?" Carl suggested.
Brody looked uncertain. "I don't know about that."
"The rest of those sounded good," Chazz chipped in.
The younger Branson brother nodded. "Thanks."
Duncan stared blankly. "Okay, dude, be honest, how much of this is wish fulfillment?"
Brody sighed. "I admit, I think it's a little cool—but so what? Everyone who's ever watched TV or read a comic book has thought about being in this kind of situation at least once."
"Fair enough. But still, are we even cut out for superhero stuff like this?" asked Duncan.
Carl spoke up through Brody's morpher, "Of course you are, Uncle. You and Mother handled that monster with ease."
"Yeah, but what if the next monster is even stronger?" Duncan pointed out.
Brody raised an eyebrow. "Next monster?"
"I've seen enough of those Kamen Rider shows you like to know that when you beat one monster, another one almost always shows up later," Duncan explained.
"That's no big deal," Chazz said. "If things get too bad, Carl and I can call some friends from underground."
Both brothers raised their eyebrows this time.
"From underground?" asked Duncan. "How did you guys end up in that cave we found you in anyway?"
"Well, you see, a long time ago, a meteor hit the Earth," Chazz began. "After that, the environment started getting whack, so everyone was looking for shelter."
"Getting whack?" Brody repeated incredulously.
The Chasmozord groaned. "You know what I mean. Anyway, dinosaurs everywhere were looking for shelter and eventually found caves that led underground all over the world. As time went on, our ancestors evolved, giving us the forms we have now."
As he processed this, Duncan thought out loud, "That kinda reminds me of Journey to the Center of the Earth."
"So then why were you guys stuck where we found you?" Brody followed up.
"About a million years ago, invaders from beyond the stars arrived on Earth," Carl chimed in. "We knew it was just a matter of time before they discovered our underground world, so we confronted them on the surface."
"Carl and I ended up facing off against the guys on top, and it ended with all of us being buried in a cave-in," Chazz finished.
The terse but satisfying explanation shut Duncan up. Before anyone could say anything else, Carl gasped. "Chazz, I just realized something. If we survived the cave-in, then what if the invaders survived too?"
Chazz gasped as well. "Oh, shit. Quick, you guys head to the cave where you found us. We'll head underground and recruit a couple more dinos. We're going to need all the help we can get."
The boys nodded and made their way back to the cave, only to realize something the moment it came into view.
"Uh, how do we figure out if anything else was in there?" Duncan wondered aloud.
Brody shrugged. "I don't know, dig?"
"Through all that? I've got a better idea." Duncan pulled out a joint and a lighter.
Brody sighed. "Of course you do."
"We can help out!" The brothers turned to see the Zords approaching with their backup, a pair of dinos that sort of looked like raptors except for the odd crests on their heads.
"These are Cryolophosaurs," Chazz said excitedly. "We picked them up from a bad neighborhood. We even found two that match our color schemes!"
"With all of us here, clearing the rubble should be a simple matter," Carl continued.
With that, everyone got to digging. They dug and dug and eventually found…nothing.
"This is bad." Chazz observed. "They must have survived."
Duncan nodded. "If they were crushed to death, there'd be something left of them here." He surveyed the rubble one last time before giving up and lighting his joint. "Oh, and since we're back at the cave, that reminds me, how come there were four bracelets in the box if there's only two of you?"
"Two of those bracelets were simply spares," Carl explained.
"Okay, that answers that," Duncan nodded. "So, exactly what kind of enemies were you guys fighting?"
"Well, aside from the Shadows you guys fought, there were four enemy bosses," Chazz took the baton again. "A robot, a witch, a Mosasaur, and a knight."
"Interesting," Brody kept up the questioning. "Well, what about when you guys first rampaged? How come your colors were different then?"
Carl answered, "Remember the witch we mentioned? She must've expected us all to survive the cave-in because she cast a mind control spell on us. Fortunately, she was weakened during our battle, so it broke easily when we met you."
Duncan sighed. "Well, if all that's settled and there's nothing here, can the Cryo-raptors give us a ride home?"
That made the blue Cryolophosaur get up in his face and hiss. Duncan flinched. "Was it something I said?"
Carl explained, "Dinosaurs are sensitive about being called the wrong species."
"Oh, sorry then," Duncan said to the Cryolophosaurus, who was luckily the forgiving type. With the apology out of the way, the Cryolophosaurs were willing to give the brothers a ride home.
Unbeknownst to the boys, the invaders had been observing the site of the cave-in.
The knight chuckled. "I knew whoever unleashed those dinos would eventually return to the scene. And I see they've got a couple new allies too."
"Should we kill them now?" Lensia asked.
The knight chuckled again. "No, that would be too easy. It wouldn't be fun at all."
"What is our next course of action then, sir?" Factoraze asked. His tube arm was producing a black liquid which began to pile up into a monstrous form.
"That depends, what new monster have you been cooking up?" The knight rested his head in his hand, examining the shadowy goo.
"I have been studying Earth's wildlife to find a species to model my next creation on," the robot informed him.
The knight raised an eyebrow. "Which one did you choose?"
"An aggressive species with a deceptive appearance that kills numerous humans every year."
The knight nearly hopped out of his seat in excitement. "Well, send it on out!"
Factoraze shook his head. "My apologies, sir, but it is not quite ready yet."
"But I wanna see it in action nooooow," the knight whined. "Hey, Lensia, how 'bout you speed up the process?"
The faceless witch quietly growled; speeding up monster formation took a lot of her energy. She'd brought this up to her leader once before, but he'd dismissed her without a care. Knowing she'd just be ignored if she brought it up again, she simply complied and channeled her magic into the ooze, causing it to finish shaping up and completely solidify in a matter of seconds. It was still mostly blackish in color, clad in only a hula skirt, and its otherwise muscled physique was disrupted by an enormous potbelly.
"Why is it wearing a skirt?" Lensia asked.
"The skirt is intended to amuse our lord," Factoraze replied.
The knight nodded. "Well, it did. Alright, send this thing to those boys' house. That should be entertaining."
The robot nodded before directing the monster to a door. Once it went through, he pressed a few buttons, and the creature was launched towards Earth.
Unaware of the threat that was hurtling toward them from space, the brothers arrived home in no time.
"You know, maybe we shouldn't have ridden these things through our neighborhood unmorphed," Brody commented. "They make it kind of hard to keep a low profile."
Duncan nodded in agreement as they dismounted. "I know, right? Thank God nobody saw—"
BOOM!
The duo stood in place for a moment, registering the massive explosion from the next block over.
"I have an idea," said Duncan, looking wistfully toward their peaceful house. "How about just one of us investigates that noise over there? That way, if it's nothing, only one of us will be wasting his time."
"You're picking now to be lazy?" Brody said incredulously.
"Don't act so surprised," his brother replied before taking a coin out of his pocket. "Heads I win, tails you lose?" He flipped the coin and checked the results. "Sorry, man!"
Brody groaned. "I hate it when you do that."
He started jogging over to the next block. When he got there, he found a bunch of the Shadows from last week roaming around, attacking everyone they saw. However, what really got his attention were the gaping holes in the surrounding houses, as if something had taken a bite out of them.
Brody brought his morpher to his face. "Duncan, get over here! Those Shadow things we fought last week are back!"
"Alright, I'm coming!" came Duncan's voice.
With the civilians too busy panicking to notice him, Brody activated his morpher and felt his blue suit appear on him. Taking out his drill-sword, he started slashing his enemies one by one. Right as he was getting into the zone, he got the vague sense that something was behind him. He stepped to the right, dodging a gigantic pair of jaws as they snapped shut where he once stood. He looked his new enemy up and down.
His only comment was, "You look like the mascot for an African resort."
The hippo monster gnashed its teeth. "Congratulations, you've made me go from hungry to hangry."
It charged him immediately, prompting Brody to draw his Switch-Gun and open fire. Rather than trying to dodge, the hippo monster opened his mouth and swallowed the blasts before stopping in place. In shock, Brody lowered his weapon as his enemy clutched his head in pain. "Gaah! Brain freeze!" the monster complained. "Why ice beams, of all things!?"
Brody stowed his pistol, knowing it wouldn't be much use, and redrew his drill-sword. When the hippo charged once again, he slashed his enemy's chest, slowing him down but not stopping him. The hippo grabbed the teen by the neck, reared a fist back, and punched him square in the face. Brody was sent flying before skidding to a halt on the ground. He got up as quickly as he could, only to find that the hippo monster was right on top of him. An overhand punch from the beast floored him once again.
Just as Brody was starting to lose hope, several blasts hit the monster from the side. The boy looked to where the attack had come from to see Duncan, already morphed, wielding his Switch-Gun and riding his Cryolophosaurus.
His brother brought his gun to his nose and inhaled deeply, "Ooooh…I'm touching myself tonight."
Brody shared a look with the monster of the week before regrouping with Duncan. "TMI."
Duncan just chuckled as he dismounted.
The monster put his hands on his hips. "That's it? Your backup is just one guy?"
He proceeded to charge at the duo. Duncan countered by headbutting him in the gut. Brody followed this up by leaping over Duncan and hitting their enemy with a superman punch. When the hippo creature staggered back, Brody made use of his drill-sword and slashed him across the face and chest. Before he could deliver the final blow, however, the monster grabbed his wrist and opened his mouth wide.
Fortunately, just as Brody was about to be eaten alive, an ice blast hit the beast in the side. Brody immediately put some distance between him and his enemy and saw that Duncan had moved to the monster's left and fired his pistol from there.
"Don't just stand there!" Duncan gestured to the hippo. "Get out your gun and help me shoot him!"
As their enemy charged at them yet again, Brody took a fighting stance. "I tried earlier, but this thing ate every shot I fired."
The hippo monster stopped mid-charge. "Thing? I have a name, you know."
The brothers tilted their heads. "You do?" Duncan asked. "Well, what is it?"
"I'm Hungry Horror Hippo!" the monster announced.
"In hindsight, I don't really care," Duncan deadpanned.
Their enemy growled. "I'm really gonna enjoy eating you alive."
He charged once again.
"I have an idea!" Carl suggested. "Mother, you and Uncle try firing your guns at his feet!"
The brothers aimed their Switch-Guns, with Duncan laughing again at how the Zord addressed Brody and did as they were told. The freezing blast turned the ground in front of the monster to ice. This made Hungry Horror Hippo slip and fall, making the ground shake for an instant.
Getting to his hands and knees, the monster made an announcement. "You know what? To hell with this." He opened his mouth wide and took a bite out of the ground, spitting bits of asphalt at the boys like an industrial-size shotgun. When the duo recovered from the barrage, they saw a gaping hole in the ground where the beast had been moments before.
"He can tunnel?" Duncan whistled. "Damn. What now?"
Brody shrugged. "I guess we should head home."
The next day, the boys attended school, but they struggled to pay attention in any of their classes. All they could think about was when the monster might strike next.
"Oi!" The brothers hardly noticed when Kenny walked up to them. He pulled out his iPad and showed them the footage from yesterday's attack.
'Someone must've stuck around during the monster's rampage and taken this,' Duncan theorized.
He leaned over to his brother. "Man, we look cool!" he whispered.
Their friend then flicked through several articles, some praising the brothers as heroes who saved the school, others calling them villains who sicced their Zords on the town. After a few seconds with no response from his brother, Duncan looked around to see where Brody's eyes were. He was looking at Jane, the girl he'd tried talking to a couple weeks ago.
As he went up to try again, Kenny asked Duncan, "Crush?"
He nodded. "Yeah, since the school year began."
"Hi, Jane!" Brody said, unaware that Duncan and Kenny were watching. "My friends and I were gonna go see a movie this weekend. Wanna join us?"
"No thanks," she shot him down without hesitation. With that, she walked away.
"Do not feel bad, Mother," Carl tried to cheer him up. "You can always try again later."
Brody hastily covered his morpher with his hand. "I appreciate the support, Carl, but could you give me a pep talk some other time? If you talk to me in public, people will figure out we're involved with you."
"Why is—"
"I'll explain later," Brody cut his Zord off. Fortunately, after their next class, the brothers were able to get some time to themselves to talk with their Zords in a nearby empty classroom.
"Alright, Carl, referring to what I was saying earlier, you guys have gotten a mixed rep due to your rampage from when we first met."
"Are you saying we should apologize for that?" Chazz asked.
Brody shook his head. "No. I mean, maybe. I don't know. We'll talk about that later. If people figure out who we are, we'll get a lot of unwanted attention, both positive and negative."
"I see what you mean," said Duncan. "If the truth got out, the government would probably make us disappear and ship the Zords off to Area 51!"
"Well, that's probably an exaggeration," his brother said. "But yeah, that's more or less what I mean."
Chazz tried to stay upbeat. "If we keep fighting bad guys, I'm sure people will warm up to us eventually."
Before the conversation could continue, Kenny burst into the room holding his iPad. "Mite, mite!"
The boys looked and saw a livestream of Hungry Horror Hippo eating everything around him—a mailbox, then a lamppost, then some kid's homework. There was nothing that beast couldn't digest.
Duncan and Brody huddled.
"We have to go do something," Brody said.
His brother frowned. "What are we supposed to do? We can't just run out in the middle of the school day."
Brody flinched a little. Duncan was right, someone would notice if they left before school was out. He refused to let it stop him though, "As much as I care about my grades, this comes first." He grabbed Duncan by the arm and began dragging him along, only for Kenny to interject.
"Skipping school? Can I join?" the third wheel in the group asked.
The boys froze. They'd been so caught up in their secret discussion, they'd (rather rudely) forgotten about Kenny. Duncan spoke first with a surprisingly smooth lie, "That'd be great, Kenny, but if you get caught while we're doing this, you'll get in trouble too."
Kenny just shrugged in response. Having no other excuses, the brothers were forced to let him tag along, hoping that maybe they could lose him once they got to the scene. The trio snuck through the halls and had almost made it to and exit when-
"Shouldn't you three be in class?"
The group turned around to see a teacher standing in the hallway, looking at them.
"Uh, yes, we should. We'll be going now" Brody said.
"Yes, maybe you should," the teacher said, folding her arms.
With that, the three students were forced to attend class as usual.
"Ah, that's the stuff," the man said after downing his drink. On most weekdays, Cooper MacNeil was the janitor at the local high school, but today, he was just Cooper, a 6', 1" man with slicked-back red hair, a small goatee, and a decently muscular build. His day off had been going well until the hippo monster suddenly burst through the bar door.
"First, I was hungry, now I'm thirsty!" he yelled.
With the monster blocking the only exit, Cooper and his drinking buddies hid behind the bar as the beast helped himself to their unfinished drinks.
"I hope those blue and white guys show up soon," Cooper whispered.
"The guys in Halloween costumes?" the bartender asked. He reached under the register, pulling out a shotgun. "Forget them. I'll handle this myself."
Standing up from behind the bar, the bartender fired a shot, hitting the hippo in the shoulder. This only made Hungry Horror Hippo growl with rage and charge the man. Like a regular hippo, he was surprisingly fast and grabbed the man by the shoulders. The gluttonous beast bit the hapless bartender's head off.
Cooper was briefly stunned in horror at what he'd just witnessed, but he snapped himself out of it when he saw the monster had turned its focus to the other bar patrons. Taking initiative, he dashed forward and hit the hippo with a one-two punch. Enraged, HHH swung an arm at Cooper, only for the Scotsman to bob and weave under him and hit him in the side. Unfortunately, the monster's next attack hit him dead on, knocking him into a shelf.
Righting himself and thinking fast, Cooper grabbed the first bottle he saw and smashed it right in the charging beastie's face, drenching it with its contents.
Hungry Horror Hippo recoiled, covering his eyes in pain. "AAAHHH! What the hell is this stuff?!"
Looking at the bottle, Cooper replied, "Everclear! Now, someone light it!"
One of the bar patrons pulled out a lighter, lit it, and tossed it. In an instant, their aggressor went up in flames.
Screaming in pain and fury, Hungry Horror Hippo was finally convinced that trying to eat these men was more trouble than it was worth. The monster hurriedly exited the building before stopping, dropping, and rolling to put out the fire.
Cooper and his drinking buddies all watched the monster depart before finally relaxing. They began to put the bar back together so they could continue their afternoon, but it wasn't long before a reporter showed up.
"I just saw that creature leave this place on fire!" He pulled out a notepad and pencil. "Would you mind explaining how you're all still alive?"
Cooper cringed a little and gestured to the dead bartender. "Not all of us."
The moment school let out, Duncan, Brody, and Kento all checked the news. To their surprise, Hungry Horror Hippo had been driven off for now by a bunch of guys in a bar, spearheaded by Cooper.
"Damn, Mr. Cooper's a badass," Duncan commented.
After that, they went their separate ways. Once the brothers arrived at their house, Duncan got high and watched a movie. Brody, on the other hand, began strategizing about how to beat the monster.
For a while, he drew a blank, but then he noticed what his brother was watching: the final battle of Godzilla 2000.
Just like that, a lightbulb lit up in Brody's head. He spent the rest of the day gathering supplies and making preparations. Finally, he started checking around the internet in case someone else had spotted Hungry Horror Hippo.
Hours went by and nothing came up. As it got late, Brody decided to call it a day.
"Nothing from the hippo?" Duncan asked, now on his third movie.
Brody shook his head. "No, but I set up my phone so I'd be notified if someone posts something about where it is."
The older Branson brother sighed as he headed up to his room. "That monster had better not rampage in the middle of the night."
At 2:30 A.M., Brody woke with a fright as his phone went off. Dragging himself out of bed, he went to Duncan's room and shook him awake.
His brother looked annoyed. "Don't tell me that thing is on the loose now."
Brody nodded, and Duncan rolled over with a grunt. "You handle it."
"What are you talking about?" Brody asked, taken aback. "We have to stop that hippo monster!"
Duncan sat up and looked Brody directly in the face. "No, we don't! Why are you pushing this so hard? We're not superheroes, alright?! We don't have to stick our necks out! Just let the fucking cops handle this!"
At first, Brody didn't know what to say. Duncan had a point; they could just let the police handle this. But should they? Pulling out his phone, he held up a livestream that showed police officers being killed by Hungry Horror Hippo downtown.
"That's why we have to go," Brody said sternly. "We might be the only ones who can stop monsters like this from killing more people. If you just wanna sleep through it, then that's on you."
With that, he left the room.
Brody morphed, stored his secret weapon in his backpack, and mounted his Cryolophosaurus, directing him to head downtown. Once he arrived, he saw at least a dozen dead police officers.
"Let's the cops handle this, my ass," he muttered to himself.
It was then that the monster noticed him. "You again? Here to swing at me with your little Carnage Sword?"
Dismounting his steed, Brody looked at his drill-sword. "I guess that's what we're calling this after all," he commented to himself.
The two charged at each other. Hungry Horror Hippo tackled Brody to the ground, biting his left arm. Brody screamed in pain, dropping his Carnage Sword and pulling out his Switch-Gun. He pressed it against his enemy's head and fired three shots.
As the hippo monster yelled in pain, Brody scrambled away to assess the damage to himself and his opponent. His left triceps hurt like hell. The hippo, however, was looking worse off. There was some nasty-looking frostbite in the spots where he'd shot him.
"I'm gonna eat you alive for that!" Hungry Horror Hippo tore a large piece of asphalt out of the road and threw it at him. Brody raised his gun and shot the debris out of the air. Unfortunately, this distracted him long enough for the hippo to tackle him to the ground again.
Just when it seemed like the beast would sink his teeth into Brody's skull, his Cryolophosaurus came to the rescue, slashing the monster across the face.
Brody quickly scrambled away. "Why the hell didn't you help out sooner?!" he yelled at the dino.
Carl answered for it, "I believe he thought you could win on your own, Mother."
"Ugh, whatever," Brody groaned before looking back to his Cryolophosaurus. "I'm going in, and this time you're coming with me." The dino nodded. The teen switched his weapon to its sword mode and they both rushed at their enemy.
We might be the only ones who can stop monsters like this from killing more people. If you just wanna sleep through it, then that's on you.
Brody's parting words were still lingering in Duncan's head, preventing him from getting back to sleep.
"You sure you don't wanna help your brother?" Chazz asked from the morpher on Duncan's bedside table.
"He'll be fine."
The Chasmozord seemed uncertain. "He had trouble fighting without you last time."
"Yeah?" said Duncan. "Well, this time he knows what he's in for."
"Good point, but what if the hippo just escapes again?"
Duncan groaned. "You just can't make this easy, can you?"
"Look, I don't like sticking my neck out any more than the next guy, but if Carl were in this situation, I'd go help him," Chazz pointed out.
"Knock it off, okay? I don't go around solving every problem I see. Some people just aren't that nice," Duncan retorted.
Chazz was silent for a bit. "I bet you'd get up if it went after your parents, wouldn't you?"
Almost instantly, Duncan got out of bed, grabbed his morpher, and went outside to call his Cryolophosaurus. "Alright, if it'll shut you and Brody up, then fine, I'll go out and help."
Once his mount arrived, he morphed and took off.
HHH delivered a punch that sent Brody sliding down the street. He forced himself to ignore his new bitemarks and got up just in time to see his dino-steed get kicked in the gut.
Alright, can't think of a better time to try out that plan I came up with, he thought to himself. Realizing his Cryolophosaurus had probably set his backpack down before taking part in the fight, he scanned the area and found it. Rushing over to it, he pulled out its contents; the only thing inside was a large watermelon.
"Hey, ugly!" he shouted, gaining the monster's attention. Holding up the watermelon, he continued, "If I give you this, will you leave?"
Hungry Horror Hippo looked taken aback. "I never figured you'd try bribing me." He thought for a minute before approaching. "Let's see if it's any good first." Taking the fruit, he shoved it into his wide-open mouth.
This was the moment Brody had been waiting for. Just before his enemy could close his mouth, he thrust his left fist forward, hitting the watermelon and causing it to explode.
Brody stumbled back, clutching his arm. "I'm gonna be feeling that for a while."
Distracted by the pain, he was caught off-guard by an arm grabbing him by the throat. The smoke cleared around Hungry Horror Hippo's head, revealing all the flesh had been blown away, leaving nothing but a skull and two gaping eye sockets.
"Alright, forget eating you. I'm just gonna kill you," he growled. The monster proceeded to chokeslam Brody. He was raising one foot to stomp on his head when—
SHHNK
—a blade erupted out of his chest. Duncan withdrew his sword and kicked the now-dead creature to the side.
Brody sighed in relief. "You came."
"You owe me big time," Duncan replied. He looked over at the monster. "Man, that is creepy. What'd you do?"
"I hollowed out a watermelon, filled it with as many quarter sticks as I could, and made it blow up when he ate it."
Duncan nodded with appreciation and looked at his brother's hand. "Is that why your hand's busted up?"
Brody nodded as he got back up. "Yeah, I punched while it was in his mouth. If it weren't for these suits toughening us up, I think I would've lost my hand."
Duncan looked at the monster's corpse. "Hope that thing doesn't grow huge like the last one."
The knight sighed. "Lensia, make it grow huge like the last one."
The faceless sorcerer said nothing as she waved her hands, sending magical energy down to the surface.
The two high schoolers were flung back when, in a massive surge of energy, Hungry Horror Hippo was suddenly resurrected and grew massively in height.
Both boys just looked up at him before Brody deadpanned, "Thanks, Duncan."
With a quick call through their morphers, Chazz and Carl arrived to help with the fight. The Chasmozord kicked things off by charging the hippo. The Zord's short horns pierced HHH's thigh, but their enemy just shrugged off the injury, picked Chazz up, and threw him full force at Carl.
Hungry Horror Hippo advanced on them, but the two Zords forced him back with their ice breath. Seeing this caused Brody to remember the stunt he'd pulled earlier. Bringing his morpher to his mouth, he told Carl what to do.
The blue Carnotaurus charged and stuck his head right into the monster's mouth. Hungry Horror Hippo was about to start chewing when he felt something cold. Before he could release the Zord, his stomach exploded.
Duncan just gawked. "What'd you tell him to do?"
Brody pumped his fist in the air victoriously. "I got the idea from that Godzilla movie I saw you watching, and I figured if our Zords could shoot ice beams, then they could fire ice bombs too."
"That's cool and all, but does anyone else feel like that was anti-climactic?" Chazz asked. "I mean, we didn't even need to combine."
"Who cares? Let's just go home. I'm tired as hell," Duncan complained. He grabbed Brody and started dragging him home.
Before they got far, they realized a small crowd had gathered behind them.
Duncan spoke first. "Look, we're really tired right now, so we're only answering one question. Got it?"
That made the group of people huddle and whisper amongst themselves. After a few seconds, one of them stepped forward. "Who are you guys?"
Impatient to get home, Duncan answered before his brother could, "We're, uh, the Power Rangers." He raised a hand to silence any further questions. "We're done here. Hey, Cryo-guys!"
Upon hearing their call, the Cryolophosaurs stepped in, the white one stepping on Duncan's foot for calling them 'Cryo-guys.' Once the brothers mounted them, the dinos quickly carried them home.
Before they went back to bed, Duncan said two things to his brother. "First, you should probably see a doctor. You look pretty roughed up. And second, I repeat, you owe me."
Before Brody could reply, Duncan lay down on his bed, falling asleep instantly.
The younger brother sighed. "Fair enough."