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Which White Ranger's Which?
By Larry J. Hall

It was the new football season as Tommy Oliver practiced throwing passes to his new wide receiver, Kyle (YES, the same Kyle from the last fanfic, it's a sequel).

After practice, Tommy was proud of his new friend as they were undressing in the locker room.

"You finally improved, Kyle! You're playing football better, got a great body to show for it, and you finally got over hero worshiping me and the White Ranger."

"I may be grown up," said Kyle. "But I still am a White Ranger fan. Are you going to the costume party?"

"Yeah," said Tommy. "I'm going as a pirate. How about you?"

"You'll just have to wait and see."

~*~

That night in Kyle's bedroom, he was changing in his closet and came out as his hero, the White Ranger. He decided to make a change as he got some solid black swim briefs from his drawer and put them over his costume. When he looked at himself in the mirror, he was pleased.

"Cool! The best $150 ever spent on a rented real White Ranger costume. Now if I can run into the real White Ranger, we'd have a fanfic!" putting his helmet on.

Kyle sneaked out of the house and drove off on his green motorcycle he got for his birthday. When he speeded down I-409 West, he cried, "Awesome! Let's see what's going down Angel Grove Park."

Sure enough at Angel Grove Park, there were some punks spray painting all over the basketball court. Kyle decided to play hero.

"Cut the spray painting out!" he yelled. The gang turned to him as he got off his bike.

"Well, well, well," said the gang leader. "White Ranger decided to stop fighting Rita and Zedd to fight a small crime."

"What's with the swimwear?" asked another. "Tore your spandex costume?" laughing at White Ranger Kyle.

The gang attacked him and Kyle used his fighting skills. The gang was wondering why he wouldn't pull any karate or ninja moves on them.

~*~

Meanwhile up on the moon, Rita and Zedd saw what was going on at Angel Grove Park.

"Here's our chance to capture the White Ranger!" exclaimed Rita. "Goldar, go capture the White Ranger and we'll hold him hostage!"

~*~

Back at the park, White Ranger Kyle was nearly finished with the gang until Goldar and some Putties attacked. The gang scattered and left.

"You will come with me, White Ranger!" said Goldar. "Rita and Zedd request your presence!"

"But I'm not the real White Ranger!" explained Kyle. "I'm…"

"Silence!" yelled Goldar as he captured who he thought was the White Ranger.

~*~

At the Command Center, Alpha figured out what was going on seeing the whole incident on the viewing globe.

"Aye aye aye, Kyle's at it again!" exclaimed Alpha.

"Then we must summon the Power Rangers," said Zordon.

"But they're away, except for Tommy. This is a White Ranger solo fanfic. Blame Larry!"

Tommy arrived at the Command Center as Alpha told him what was going on. Tommy then morphed into the White Ranger and went up to the moon.

~*~

Meanwhile at a palace dungeon, White Ranger Kyle was depressed as Rita and Zedd had a plan for his doom.

"Man," thought Kyle, "I should learn to be myself. Who am I kidding being the White Ranger? But I only dressed as him for the party to impress Emily Jo. I feel cool as White Ranger, driving my green bike, fighitng lowlife, maybe playing the drums. I learn my lesson, be yourself."

"Lesson learned?" asked a voice. Kyle realised it was the REAL White Ranger. Then the real White Ranger rescued his friend out of the dungeon.

"Kyle, take off the swimwear," ordered Tommy.

"I get it, to confuse them," he said as he took off the swimwear and put it in a boot.

As they escaped, they ran into some Putties. Tommy used his ninja skills while Kyle fought with his fists.

"How did you escape?" asked Zedd, "I'm seeing 2 White Rangers!"

"Yeah, and we're outta here!" as they teleported back to Angel Grove Park.

"That's the most dumbest fanfic plot ever written!" complained Rita. "I got a headache!"

~*~

At Angel Grove Park, Kyle learned his lesson.

"I guess you'll disown me after what I did," he sighed.

"Kyle," said White Ranger, "you did stop a crime, fighting that gang that grafittied the b-ball court. I'm proud of you. But remember, there can only be one White Ranger."

After saying that, Kyle got the swimwear from his boot and put it back on to tell who's who.

White Ranger then talked to Alpha on his communicator and a few minutes later, the White Shark Cycle appeared next to Kyle's green motorcycle.

"Let's go to the Command Center," said White Ranger. "Let's swap bikes, you drive my Shark Cycle and I'll drive your green motorcycle."

"COOL! Let's race!" exclaimed Kyle.

The 2 White Rangers cruised Angel Grove and speeded down U.S. 467 North. Then the real White Ranger led as they went to the Command Center.

At the Command Center, The White Ranger said, "I'm about to do something that will jeopardize me of being a Power Ranger."

"You're not going to play the drums again?" groaned Zordon.

"Later," he said. Then he took off his helmet and Kyle was surprised to learn that Tommy Oliver's the White Ranger.

"No way!"

"Way," said Tommy. "But you gotta keep this a secret forever and ever. Don't tell anyone!"

"Don't move," cried Alpha as he had a camera. He took a couple of pictures of the 2 White Rangers masked and unmasked.

"Larry, is this your final Power Rangers fanfic?" asked Zordon.

"I'm afraid so," I said. "It's been great fun to let me use my imagination to have Billy become a rock star playing guitar and singing. And for Tommy to play the drums and tympani. Thanks!"

Then as the final scene, we find White Ranger Kyle playing a drum solo on a cool set of drums with White Ranger Tommy playing the tympani. Then when Kyle finished his drum solo, he played a basic beat as White Ranger Tommy played a tympani solo!

~*~

About the costume party, Emily Jo liked his costume as they danced while Billy (in the Power Rangers Punk outfit) jammed on his guitar and sang Hanson tunes that are MMMBoppin' Good!

As I close this fanfic, Zordon quipped, "Now things can go back to normal. No more hidden musical talent!"

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