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Home For The Holidays
Billy stared frustratedly at the circuitry in front of him. It just wasn’t holding the right amount of static power...
“Confounded piece of rubbish!”
It was unlike him to lose his temper, but he had to admit that hitting something felt great - even if it meant he had to fix it.
Half the fun of knocking something apart, after all, was putting it back together.
However, he was pleasantly surprised when it turned out his fist had somehow done... something... to the carrier wave connector. It sparkled blue as his aura grew close to it, reacting to his connection to the Morphin’ Grid, and he grinned.
It’d been five years since he’d left. Five years since he’d decided he just couldn’t handle the changes to the team anymore. Jason, Zack and Trini were gone. Kimberly left. He was the last of the original Rangers, and he hadn’t even been a Ranger anymore. Tommy had changed - he wore Red, now. Leading in Red was Jason’s thing. It was wrong for Tommy to be in that role...
and Rocky wore blue. Billy thought his friend was great, but- it-
It was different. Too different. And so, like the others, he’d left. Aquitar had been a safe-haven; he had friends here (only friends, despite what he told his former teammates) and it was a great learning experience.
But one person wasn’t there - and Billy had finally matured enough emotionally to realize that no amount of intellect was going to get him closer to his goal. He had to bite the bullet...
He had to go home.
Pressing a sequence of keys on the computer, Billy located the first Yellow Ranger easily. It would be morning where she was...
Maybe he could be the first to wish her a Merry Christmas.
“Confounded piece of rubbish!”
It was unlike him to lose his temper, but he had to admit that hitting something felt great - even if it meant he had to fix it.
Half the fun of knocking something apart, after all, was putting it back together.
However, he was pleasantly surprised when it turned out his fist had somehow done... something... to the carrier wave connector. It sparkled blue as his aura grew close to it, reacting to his connection to the Morphin’ Grid, and he grinned.
It’d been five years since he’d left. Five years since he’d decided he just couldn’t handle the changes to the team anymore. Jason, Zack and Trini were gone. Kimberly left. He was the last of the original Rangers, and he hadn’t even been a Ranger anymore. Tommy had changed - he wore Red, now. Leading in Red was Jason’s thing. It was wrong for Tommy to be in that role...
and Rocky wore blue. Billy thought his friend was great, but- it-
It was different. Too different. And so, like the others, he’d left. Aquitar had been a safe-haven; he had friends here (only friends, despite what he told his former teammates) and it was a great learning experience.
But one person wasn’t there - and Billy had finally matured enough emotionally to realize that no amount of intellect was going to get him closer to his goal. He had to bite the bullet...
He had to go home.
Pressing a sequence of keys on the computer, Billy located the first Yellow Ranger easily. It would be morning where she was...
Maybe he could be the first to wish her a Merry Christmas.