Never, he thought to himself. “Cute shoes.” He told her, offering his hand to help her up. She gladly accepted it and smooth out her skirt.

She giggled, “My feet are killing me! I am so glad I thought to bring an extra pair! I don’t think I would have made it this far in these!” She said, holding up a pair of black stiletto pumps.

Tommy’s eyes widened, now imagining her in the heels. Kimberly noticed and playfully slapped him on the chest.“Finster did I ask for your excuses?” asked a very ticked off Rita.

“Well, no, but using the Dream Intrusion device when it’s charging could be bad! I’ve never used it when it’s charging!”      And, soaring through the air, so large that it blocked out the sun and dwarfed all the other zords, an enormous red falcon flew at breakneck speed. Psycho Red laughed a sinister laugh as he shot across the sky, appearing in the scarlet cockpit of the mammoth zord.

         The managerie of mechanical creatures descended on the nearest town, and immediately began firing laser blasts, fireballs, ice beams, and missiles, as well as punching, kicking, clawing, and in general just doing their best to destroy everything in sight.

         "I really do love my job," Psycho Green said, as her gorrilla zord lifted a small building over its head and prepared to throw it. Before it could, however, a blast of energy caught it in the stomach, causing it to drop the structure on itself.

         "Wha--Who did that?!" Psycho Green shrieked, outraged. As Gorrilla extricated itself from the rubble, all the other psycho Zords turned to face this new threat, growling, snarling, and shrieking.

“Then how do you know it’ll have a bad effect? Give it now!”

Finster reluctantly handed over the device to a very grabby Rita. She quickly hooked up the device to her forehead, but looked at the knobs that Finster had controlled so easily earlier. “Finster get over here and fix this so I can get into her dreams now!”

“Coming, coming,” answered Finster as he began walking over to the table. He quickly set the controls to the proper setting before retreating to his corner again. Rita pressed the intrusion button as soon as she made sure Kimberly was asleep.

“Tommy!” She said in a harsh whisper. “I know what you’re thinking. Stop it.” She jokingly reprimanded.

Tommy just shrugged. “What can I say?” He bent over slightly and lowered his mouth to her ear. Kimberly tilted her

head slightly, allowing him to whisper, “I got it bad, got it bad, got it bad, so bad. I’m hot for teacher.” He sang

softly. He lifted his head and turned away, grinning like an idiot. He started back down the steps toward the front door.