“Not for me bro, I’ll eat anything. But now that you mention it, why don’t you make something Italian?” Jason suggested, his mouth slyly curving up at the corners. Tommy knew exactly what he was suggesting. Kimberly loved Italian food. He was trying to help Tommy get on Kimberly’s good side, as if he needed to be the one to make amends.

“All right. Italian it is.” Tommy said, without the slightest indication he knew what Jason was implying. He would beat Jason at his own game. Playing dumb was Tommy’s speciality. Especially when it came to women. And although Tommy had enough sense to recognize his weakness, he wasn’t going to let Jason know that he had accepted his own shortcomings.

“Great. Oh! Here comes Kim. I’ll let you go, the phone’s breaking up. But we’ll see you at four! Later, bro.” Jason said quickly. The reception on his phone had improved, but he didn’t want Kimberly to know he had been talking to Tommy. It’d spoil the fun.

Tommy was suddenly caught off guard. “Okay.Tell Kim I say hi and that I lov--See you later, bro. Bye.” Tommy quickly hung up the phone. What was he going to say? Had it been an involuntary slip? No way, he was just telling Jason to remind Kim of his presence, right? He knew Jason would call him out on his slip up later. Shit.A harried Finster rushed to the balcony. “I’m here my queen. And, I have brought the potion with me. It should do just the trick.” He rummaged around in his bag, searching for the small jar. He handed it over to Rita, who inspected it’s contents through the glass. “Excellent…now we just need to find the perfect time to slip it into something she’s eating…” Rita moved to her Repulsa Scope to check on Kimberly. She watched as Kimberly ate lunch with two other girls and overhead Kimberly mention something about staying late. “Hmm… this could work to our advantage…” she mused"I think so." Tommy concentrated, and twisted his wrist. A small swirl of crimson mist spiralled down his arm, solidifying in his open palm as his Power Morpher. "Excellent." Zord-1 said. "You know the Morphing call that activates it?"

         "Tyranosaurus?"

         "Correct. I'm glad you're familiar with the basics. I was concerned that they may differ too much here from those in your world. Now, then, Rangers....you're mission is to teleport to New York City, Morph, summon your DinoZords, and destroy the attacking fleet. Do you accept?"

         There was a general babble of agreement.

         "Then good luck."

         In a flash of Scarlet light, Tommy found himself standing atop a skyscraper in the middle of a massive city....NYC. The other Rangers stood alongside him.

         Acting almost as one...Tommy had never realized before just how creepy that was...they summoned their morphers.