More Than One Bolt From The Blue
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M through R › Power Rangers
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
18
Views:
4,103
Reviews:
22
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own The Power Rangers, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 4
“That’s so sad . . . and romantic . . . and kind of weird,” Aisha said as Tommy hit the pause button, and the others took a few moments to take in the new information.
“I just want to know where we were while all this was going on,” Zack said.
“Well, you, Jason and Trini were at a Peace Conference, but the rest of us really have no excuse for not seeing this,” Tommy frowned.
“Well, it’s not exactly like either of them shouted the fact to the world that they were interested in the other. Heck, it doesn’t even look like they knew the other was interested,” Adam said, and was amazed at how easily he had accepted the fact that Billy and Zordon were into each other.
“I’m not sure I really want to know when they finally realized it . . .” Rocky swallowed, and Tommy sighed.
“Me either, but Zordon said finding out what happened to Billy hinged on our seeing whatever is in this journal.”
“Well, we won’t see it if we don’t play it,” Jason said, and Kimberly nodded.
“So, here goes,” she said, and hit the button.
You seem distracted tonight, Billy,” Zordon said as he watched Billy as he lay on the floor under the console he was supposed to be repairing, and stared at the wires for a good long time, completely lost in thought, and Zordon finally rolled his eyes and sighed.
“I would suggest you calling it a night, and going home, or going to the cot in your room here. Your mind is obviously not on your work today,” Zordon said, and Billy startled guiltily, and cracked his head on the bottom of the console as he sat up far too quickly for his own good.
“Ow! I’m sorry, Zordon,” he said, as he rubbed his head and stood, and gazed up at the floating head, obviously troubled. “I’ve just got a lot on my mind . . .”
“Anything you want to talk about?” Zordon asked. “You know you can talk with me . . . about anything.”
“Anything?” Billy asked, and the watchers saw that Zordon tried to move his head and make eye contact with Billy, but grimaced with frustration when he couldn’t.
“Yes, anything,” Zordon confirmed, and Billy sat on the floor in front of Zordon, and shook his head, as he gazed up at the giant floating head.
“You are a prodigious, incomparably intelligent being who certainly has more important things to think about, and to do, than to talk to a mere pubescent about something that should be an unproblematic though somewhat crucial pronouncement that could very well influence where his life, and that of someone else, should go from that point in time.”
Zack slapped the pause button, and snarled. “Okay, what did he just say?”
Everyone looked at Adam, and he blushed. ‘Um . . . he said that Zordon’s a really intelligent guy, who has more to worry about than listening to a teenager talk about a problem he has making a decision.”
“Why couldn’t he have just said that?” Kimberly sighed, and Tommy half-smiled.
“Because he’s obviously nervous, and he reverts to ‘Billy-speak’ when he gets that way.”
“Let’s find out what he was nervous about,’ Rocky said, and hit the play button.
“Billy, this decision that you’re speaking of, it must be pretty important for you to lose track of your work here, and if it affects you as much as it so obviously is, then it needs to be addressed. You obviously can’t speak to your friends about it, for if you could, you would have already. Therefore, you must have someone to talk to. Although, I would have thought your father would be someone to speak to.”
“My dad’s great at talking to about things like Quantum Physics, and Universal Theories of the Traversable effects of Black Holes, but things like this, well, let’s just say he’s not the best person to talk to . . .”
“Then, I repeat, you can talk to me,” Zordon assured, and Billy tilted his head and licked his lips nervously.
“Zordon, I . . .” Billy inhaled deeply, closed his eyes, pulled his knees up to his chin, and wrapped his arms around his legs, as if protecting himself, and bowed his head. “I’ve met someone whom I have a strong mental proclivity for, and who seems to understand me. This has led to an unanticipated and very intense corporeal responsiveness with which I am unfamiliar, and it is causing, as you have noticed, a severe encumbering in the way my duties to you and the Rangers are being executed.”
Jason hit the pause button that time, and he frowned. “Translation, please?” He asked, and Aisha giggled.
“He’s got the hots for somebody, and it’s making it real hard,” she emphasized, and almost everyone in the room blushed, and Kimberly giggled. “To concentrate on much else.”
“We are seriously getting into the area of way too much information,” Zack grimaced and hit the play button.
“You are attracted to someone’s mind, and it’s causing your hormones to respond physically, in a very human way, and its distracting you from your duties,” Zordon translated, and Billy nodded.
“I do not understand how this is possible,” Billy said. “To be concerned so much about an individual’s brainpower, and very diminutively about their physical presence, and yet, still care to the point that it affects my body in a very primitive way.”
“It actually shows your level of maturity,” Zordon mused thoughtfully, and didn’t dare to hope, not for a moment, Billy was talking about him. “At your age, Billy, to think so much about a person, but not be interested in their physical presence is almost unheard of. Look at your friends, particularly Tommy and Kimberly, and to a lesser extent, even though they have grown up together, Adam and Aisha.”
The two named couples looked at one another, obviously embarrassed, and Kimberly giggled. “There’s a lot to be said for physical compatibility.”
“How is it that Zordon and Billy could know that we were attracted to one another, but we didn’t until after we were done being Power Rangers?” Aisha asked, Adam, who swallowed.
“Uh . . . we weren’t distracted by being Rangers?” He asked, and she rolled her eyes, and shook her head.
“Well, who cares how long it took, at least it took,” she said and they looked at one another and shared a quick kiss, then returned their attention to the screen.
“They are basing relationships purely on the physical presence first, and then compatibility. It is fortunate that a good many of them are chemically and personality compatible, but admittedly, the first thing that drew them together, was that the other was physically appealing.”
“But, I’ve been that way too” Billy jumped to the defense of his friends, and Zordon smiled.
“But you aren’t talking about how attractive a person is now, and I have never seen you so physically attracted to a person that you have lost your focus. That must be a very special person indeed.”
“He is,” Billy sighed, and Zordon raised an eyebrow.
“He?” He questioned, and Billy swallowed.
“Yes. Which raises the ugly specter of any number of societal taboos regarding such an attraction,” Billy looked down at his hands. “I haven’t disgusted you, have I, Zordon?”
Though the watchers might not have agreed with Billy’s lifestyle choice, he was their friend, and a very sensitive one at that . . . and one who practically idolized Zordon. They knew that his answer would either make or break Billy, and they held their collective breaths.
“Billy,” Zordon’s voice was gentle, as if he knew that he treaded on very sensitive ground, and his smile was calm. “I am over 10,000 years old. I have experienced much, and what one society looks on as taboo, another thinks is normal. As I told you, I have had many lovers in the past, not all of which were women , Eltaran, or even Human for that matter. I certainly have no room to judge you harshly for feelings which you have no control over, nor would I change you even if you did. I care for you far too much for that.” Everyone in the room, with the exception of Billy apparently, heard the longing in Zordon’s voice, and they knew that they were watching a moment in time that was intensely personal for the being.
“So,” Billy bit his lip, and swallowed nervously. “If I said that I was, to an extreme measure, physically attracted to a giant floating head with eons of intelligence at his grasp, then you wouldn’t think badly of me?”
“Let me turn the question back to you,” Zordon said, and the watchers could hear the hope in his tone. “If a ten thousand year old giant floating head told you that you were wanted for your physical body, though your mind does play a certain, though small, role in the matter as well, what would you say to him?”
“I just want to know where we were while all this was going on,” Zack said.
“Well, you, Jason and Trini were at a Peace Conference, but the rest of us really have no excuse for not seeing this,” Tommy frowned.
“Well, it’s not exactly like either of them shouted the fact to the world that they were interested in the other. Heck, it doesn’t even look like they knew the other was interested,” Adam said, and was amazed at how easily he had accepted the fact that Billy and Zordon were into each other.
“I’m not sure I really want to know when they finally realized it . . .” Rocky swallowed, and Tommy sighed.
“Me either, but Zordon said finding out what happened to Billy hinged on our seeing whatever is in this journal.”
“Well, we won’t see it if we don’t play it,” Jason said, and Kimberly nodded.
“So, here goes,” she said, and hit the button.
You seem distracted tonight, Billy,” Zordon said as he watched Billy as he lay on the floor under the console he was supposed to be repairing, and stared at the wires for a good long time, completely lost in thought, and Zordon finally rolled his eyes and sighed.
“I would suggest you calling it a night, and going home, or going to the cot in your room here. Your mind is obviously not on your work today,” Zordon said, and Billy startled guiltily, and cracked his head on the bottom of the console as he sat up far too quickly for his own good.
“Ow! I’m sorry, Zordon,” he said, as he rubbed his head and stood, and gazed up at the floating head, obviously troubled. “I’ve just got a lot on my mind . . .”
“Anything you want to talk about?” Zordon asked. “You know you can talk with me . . . about anything.”
“Anything?” Billy asked, and the watchers saw that Zordon tried to move his head and make eye contact with Billy, but grimaced with frustration when he couldn’t.
“Yes, anything,” Zordon confirmed, and Billy sat on the floor in front of Zordon, and shook his head, as he gazed up at the giant floating head.
“You are a prodigious, incomparably intelligent being who certainly has more important things to think about, and to do, than to talk to a mere pubescent about something that should be an unproblematic though somewhat crucial pronouncement that could very well influence where his life, and that of someone else, should go from that point in time.”
Zack slapped the pause button, and snarled. “Okay, what did he just say?”
Everyone looked at Adam, and he blushed. ‘Um . . . he said that Zordon’s a really intelligent guy, who has more to worry about than listening to a teenager talk about a problem he has making a decision.”
“Why couldn’t he have just said that?” Kimberly sighed, and Tommy half-smiled.
“Because he’s obviously nervous, and he reverts to ‘Billy-speak’ when he gets that way.”
“Let’s find out what he was nervous about,’ Rocky said, and hit the play button.
“Billy, this decision that you’re speaking of, it must be pretty important for you to lose track of your work here, and if it affects you as much as it so obviously is, then it needs to be addressed. You obviously can’t speak to your friends about it, for if you could, you would have already. Therefore, you must have someone to talk to. Although, I would have thought your father would be someone to speak to.”
“My dad’s great at talking to about things like Quantum Physics, and Universal Theories of the Traversable effects of Black Holes, but things like this, well, let’s just say he’s not the best person to talk to . . .”
“Then, I repeat, you can talk to me,” Zordon assured, and Billy tilted his head and licked his lips nervously.
“Zordon, I . . .” Billy inhaled deeply, closed his eyes, pulled his knees up to his chin, and wrapped his arms around his legs, as if protecting himself, and bowed his head. “I’ve met someone whom I have a strong mental proclivity for, and who seems to understand me. This has led to an unanticipated and very intense corporeal responsiveness with which I am unfamiliar, and it is causing, as you have noticed, a severe encumbering in the way my duties to you and the Rangers are being executed.”
Jason hit the pause button that time, and he frowned. “Translation, please?” He asked, and Aisha giggled.
“He’s got the hots for somebody, and it’s making it real hard,” she emphasized, and almost everyone in the room blushed, and Kimberly giggled. “To concentrate on much else.”
“We are seriously getting into the area of way too much information,” Zack grimaced and hit the play button.
“You are attracted to someone’s mind, and it’s causing your hormones to respond physically, in a very human way, and its distracting you from your duties,” Zordon translated, and Billy nodded.
“I do not understand how this is possible,” Billy said. “To be concerned so much about an individual’s brainpower, and very diminutively about their physical presence, and yet, still care to the point that it affects my body in a very primitive way.”
“It actually shows your level of maturity,” Zordon mused thoughtfully, and didn’t dare to hope, not for a moment, Billy was talking about him. “At your age, Billy, to think so much about a person, but not be interested in their physical presence is almost unheard of. Look at your friends, particularly Tommy and Kimberly, and to a lesser extent, even though they have grown up together, Adam and Aisha.”
The two named couples looked at one another, obviously embarrassed, and Kimberly giggled. “There’s a lot to be said for physical compatibility.”
“How is it that Zordon and Billy could know that we were attracted to one another, but we didn’t until after we were done being Power Rangers?” Aisha asked, Adam, who swallowed.
“Uh . . . we weren’t distracted by being Rangers?” He asked, and she rolled her eyes, and shook her head.
“Well, who cares how long it took, at least it took,” she said and they looked at one another and shared a quick kiss, then returned their attention to the screen.
“They are basing relationships purely on the physical presence first, and then compatibility. It is fortunate that a good many of them are chemically and personality compatible, but admittedly, the first thing that drew them together, was that the other was physically appealing.”
“But, I’ve been that way too” Billy jumped to the defense of his friends, and Zordon smiled.
“But you aren’t talking about how attractive a person is now, and I have never seen you so physically attracted to a person that you have lost your focus. That must be a very special person indeed.”
“He is,” Billy sighed, and Zordon raised an eyebrow.
“He?” He questioned, and Billy swallowed.
“Yes. Which raises the ugly specter of any number of societal taboos regarding such an attraction,” Billy looked down at his hands. “I haven’t disgusted you, have I, Zordon?”
Though the watchers might not have agreed with Billy’s lifestyle choice, he was their friend, and a very sensitive one at that . . . and one who practically idolized Zordon. They knew that his answer would either make or break Billy, and they held their collective breaths.
“Billy,” Zordon’s voice was gentle, as if he knew that he treaded on very sensitive ground, and his smile was calm. “I am over 10,000 years old. I have experienced much, and what one society looks on as taboo, another thinks is normal. As I told you, I have had many lovers in the past, not all of which were women , Eltaran, or even Human for that matter. I certainly have no room to judge you harshly for feelings which you have no control over, nor would I change you even if you did. I care for you far too much for that.” Everyone in the room, with the exception of Billy apparently, heard the longing in Zordon’s voice, and they knew that they were watching a moment in time that was intensely personal for the being.
“So,” Billy bit his lip, and swallowed nervously. “If I said that I was, to an extreme measure, physically attracted to a giant floating head with eons of intelligence at his grasp, then you wouldn’t think badly of me?”
“Let me turn the question back to you,” Zordon said, and the watchers could hear the hope in his tone. “If a ten thousand year old giant floating head told you that you were wanted for your physical body, though your mind does play a certain, though small, role in the matter as well, what would you say to him?”