Mighty Morphin Power Rangers: The Robbie Chronicles Volume 2

Season 2 - Episode 1: The Mutiny

NOTE: This episode was co-written by Internutt; the author of the underrated gem

(Todays story begins in Angel Grove high, where the rangers, as well as the rest of the student body eagerly await the start of their first classes of the new year. Excitement fills the air of the hallways as many of the students catch up with their friends to show off their new clothes and scout the girls and check out who got hot over the summer. But for the rangers, it's exciting for different reasons. After Rita was defeated just before prom, she's been oddly quiet. Nobody knows if she's planning something big or if she's simply given up. Regardless of the reason, it led to surprisingly eventless summer vacation. None of them would ever wish for an attack or anything, but it's safe to say that they're glad to be doing something again.)

Robbie: (groans) ...is it June yet?

Trini: Stop asking that.

(Robbie groans even louder just to annoy his friends.)

Jason: Dude, the first week isn't even up yet.

Robbie: I know; it's totally dragging!

Kimberly: Robbie, these are supposed to be the best years of your life; enjoy them.

Robbie: So you mean it gets worse from here?

Billy: Not necessarily; unless you don't plan to move onto college and start a career.

(Robbie simply shrugs before quietly returning to scribbling on a piece of paper on his desk. The others tail off into their own conversation.)

Kimberly: I sure do; I've been studying for the SATs non-stop; even throughout my tip in Europe over the summer.

Tommy: (raises eyebrow) You were studying while on vacation?

Kimberly: I have to if I want to get into a good law school like my dad. He even agreed to help me out even though he was sick pretty much the whole time there.

Trini: I would've never thought that it'd be you in front of a textbook all summer while Billy hangs out with his girlfriend.

Billy: Well your assumptions aren't totally off; Margie and I spent the majority of the summer conducting several research experiments blocking different types of cellular signals. Isn't that what you normally do as well Trini?

Robbie: Oh she was conducting research experiments alright...

Trini: Stop it! No Billy, Robbie and I mostly just spent the summer getting to know each other some more. It's been pretty wonderful actually. Except lately he's been acting like a prima dona and he won't tell me why.

(Robbie doesn't respond. He just continues to scribble on his paper.)

Trini: Robbie, what's on that paper?

Robbie: A drawing of the prophet Muhammad eating pork, surrounded by white women. Wanna see?

(Everyone on the team starts giving uneasy glances at the camera in front of them.)

Trini: That's... okay.

Robbie: Hmm. If you want then talk to me later; I kind of need to tell you something important.

(The tone in which Robbie spoke in worries her a little.)

Trini: Uhm... sure.

(The conversation is interrupted when Mr. Kaplan walks into the room holding several sheets of paper in his hand. He's followed by a glum looking Jason holding a newspaper, who's shortly followed by the bell.)

Mr. Kaplan: Ms. Appleby, sorry to interrupt your class, but I have an important announcement!


Ms. Appleby: Oh that's alright. Class, listen up!

Zack: Hey Jase, you alright?

Jason: I'm... I'm fine.

Zack: Alright... are you still coming with Tommy and me to go get that new Super Mario game?

Jason: Uhm... not today. I've got something else to go check out if that's okay.

Zack: Hmm. Sure man; no problem.

(Mr. Kaplan continues.)

Mr. Kaplan: I have in my hand career aptitude tests for our entire junior class to take. Now, you won't be graded on these, but with SATs, as well as college applications around the corner, I'd thought you guys would benefit from having a good idea what you guys would like to do.

(Most of the team looks excited at the announcement, although both Robbie and Jason seem distracted entirely. On the moon however, Rita joins them in their excitement.)

Rita: Aw, isn't that lovely. The rangers are starting to plan for their feeble little futures.

(She pulls away from her telescope to face her minions.)


Rita: A future that after today, they'll cease to have!

Baboo: (claps) Oh goodie! Is it that time again?!

Goldar: Bah!!

(Goldar cackles to himself in the corner with his arms crossed.)

Goldar: (snickers) The only one who should be looking for a new career is you. Witchery is clearly not working out for you.

Rita: Oh who asked you anyway?! I'll show you.

Goldar: You'll show me what; a big explosion at the end of the day? Cause I've seen enough of those thanks to you.

(Squatt and Baboo roll their eyes and walks away.)

Baboo: Oh boy... here they go again.

Squatt: Those two squabble like an old married couple. It's getting so old.

Goldar: Face it, you're finished Rita. It's only a matter of time before the great lord returns to send you back where you belong.

Rita: Yeah, you keep waiting for that; you and every other Christian waiting for their 'lord' to return.

Goldar: It may not be today, it may not be tomorrow, but I promise you, your days are...

(Suddenly, Goldar tumbles over after losing his balance on the wall. The floor beneath him starts shaking violently; tripping up Rita as well.)

Goldar: What is the meaning of this? Stop whatever you're doing at once!

Rita: Me? I'm not doing anything!!

(Rita tumbles to the floor along with the others. The same goes for Finster's clay statuettes, as well as all the furniture. They get the sense that Rita isn't behind this when lightning strikes the outer walls her castle; rocking it to its core. Scorpina and Finster rush out to the front with everyone else, but fail to stay on their feet as well.)

Scorpina: Wha... what's happening?!

Goldar: If this isn't Rita then it can only mean one thing!

(Rita gulps; knowing exactly what Goldar means.)

Rita: Oh no, where is he, where is he?!

(The rocking gets even worse; compromising the integrity of the old building. Though just as they think they're all going to collapse with the castle, it stops shaking and all goes silent. That is until a deep, looming voice commands their attention from outside.)