Mighty Morphin Power Rangers: The Robbie Chronicles Volume 2

Season 2: Episode 9 - Hack to the Future

Note: This episode is inspired by the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers parody "Angel Grove High" by Bramco. They put out fantastic videos with brilliant editing and hilarious plots. Please, if you have a day to waste, binge on their video channel here. But you've been warned.




And now, on with the show.

(Not long after Zedd's crew failed to secretly revolt through the use of time travel Zedd himself returned from his meeting with the United Alliance of Evil. His demeanor upon returning raised a couple of eyebrows, though they were all pacified when he prepared a giant feast for his minions, as a way to say "thanks" for all their hard work.)

Squatt: (With a mouthful) This is soo good.

Baboo: Yeah, who knew Zedd could cook?!

Squatt: I sure didn't. Sure is nice of him though.

Baboo: I'll say.

(While busy stuffing their faces, they fail to notice that Lord Zedd has not moved a single inch the entire time the meal began. He hasn't touched his food at all nor do they see it as suspicious at all. Instead his eyes are fixed at the mysterious person sitting directly across from him.)

Clock Doc: Oh my, this turkey. What did you do to this turkey?

(Zedd keeps a fierce glare locked onto Clock Doc in the hopes that he'd notice. He does not.)

Clock Doc: Mashed potatoes please.

(He motions toward a bowl of mashed potatoes sitting three feet from Zedd, who does not move.)

Clock Doc: I said mashed potatoes.

Lord Zedd: HOW WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO MAKE MASHED POTATOES OUT OF YOUR HEAD?!?!

(Zedd rises furiously from his seat and needs to be restrained by the others.)

Baboo: Zedd!!!

Squatt: Take it easy, Zedd! Don't do something you might regret.

Finster: He means you no harm. No harm whatsoever!

Clock Doc: Geez. I'll get it myself.

Lord Zedd: You will get nothing until you identify yourself this instant. And you had better have a good explanation as to why you are trespassing on myproperty.

(It quickly dawns on Clock Doc when the whole room turns dark red that Lord Zedd isn't playing around. It also dawns on Zedd's crew that they probably should have had an explanation ready for Clock Doc's sudden presence in his castle.)


Goldar: My lord, we can explain! Please, just give us a minute.

Lord Zedd: The clock's ticking. 59 seconds....

Goldar: He's a... a... well, he's a... well you see...

Lord Zedd: 55....

Finster: He's a drifter! A space drifter.

Goldar: Yes! Right. He's a drifter. He was passing by, and we just thought he needed a place to stay for a few days.

Lord Zedd: A drifter? Aw, what's wrong? None of the other castles on the moon would take you in?

Squatt: Come on Zedd, the guy's clearly down on his luck. Look at him. Have a heart Zedd.

(At first outraged at the ludicrous request for mercy, he then looks down to the food he's prepared for his team and starts having second thoughts. To his crews surprise and for whatever reason, he backs off.)

Lord Zedd: Oh... I suppose you're right.

Squatt: We are?!

Lord Zedd: Sure. (Slouches back into his chair) I suppose I have been a bit of an ogre lately.

Squatt: And how.

(Squatt is kicked from under the desk.)

Lord Zedd: It's just that with all the stress I'm under it's difficult to keep it together.

Baboo: (whispers into Finster's ear) Boy, I have no idea what kind of talk the United Alliance had with Zedd, but it sure seems to be working.

Finster: (whispers back) It appears my complaints to human resources are finally paying off!

Lord Zedd: It's rather lonely at the top, boys. I only wish you knew. I've been tasked with cleaning up Rita's messes, destroying the Power Rangers and explaining to angry American mothers that villains are supposed to be scary. And now suddenly the United Alliance is on my back with questions about Rita's disappearance.

Goldar: I'm sure it'll all pass oh evil one. Just pay them no mind.

Lord Zedd: Yes. If only their investigation meant as little to me as your empty reassurance. Though, it would make things much easier if I could just wave a wand or push a button and make that insufferable harlot reappear. If only to shut them up.

Clock Doc: Funny you should say that— OW!

(He's cut off as someone kicks him from under the table.)

Lord Zedd: Tell me this drifter, how do I know you aren't working for the alliance as a spy? Perhaps to extract information about Rita and her whereabouts?

Clock Doc: Look at me, would this face ever lie to you?

(Zedd gives him a hard investigative look, but can't really read the alarm clock that he has for a face; especially with food sliding down the side of it.)

Lord Zedd: No... I suppose... not? Alright, you can stay, on one condition. You are to prove your loyalty to me by destroying what was Rita's one and only victory. How appropriate that all it's good for now is being a thorn in my side.

Clock Doc: Anything!

Lord Zedd: I want you to eliminate the green ranger.

(The Clock Doc raises his glass in acceptance of his task and the rest follow suit. Meanwhile back on Earth, Angel Grove is still in recovery mode after the recent string of catastrophes. Jason, Zack and Trini have taken the initiative in cleanup efforts around the city, as well as holding food and clothe drives for the displaced families. But after a very long day of work, they are blowing off some steam with a game of basketball with some new friends.)

Jason: Alright Zack, point game. Give em what you've got.

Zack: Loser buys lunch right?

Adam: I think that was the deal we had.

Rocky: Yeah.


Zack: Good, cause I'm starving. I hope you guys got your allowance; I'm thinking Jase and I earned something fancy this week.

Adam: I picked up some road kill today.

Zack: Good. I hope you enjoy it after you take us out for steak.

(Zack pump fakes, fooling the slender Asian male in front of him, then fades away for a shot. The ball bounces off the backboard and against the front of the rim before flying into the hands of the leaping Rocky.)

Rocky: Nice rebound Adam!

Adam: Thanks Rocky. If I would've known they'd be throwing so many bricks, I would've brought hardhats.

(The boys get back in position to stick defense, all the while Trini and Zack's friend Aisha sit by the benches in the corner. Neither of whom can really play basketball, but Trini has at least enjoyed the distraction. This and all her community service has kept her mind occupied from all the turmoil in her own life.)

Aisha: Wooo!! Go Rocky, go Adam! Show them what Stone Canyon's made of!

(Except now, because she isn't actively doing anything, she finds herself slipping away into the realm of unpleasant thoughts.)

Trini: ...

Aisha: Trini? Are... you okay?

Trini: Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm fine.

Aisha: You look like you're in another world.

Trini: Yeah, I'm good. Just thinking about some stuff you know. Life's been kind of hectic.

Aisha: Tell me about it. Watching your whole city crumble before your eyes must be heartbreaking. Adam, Rocky and I were just talking about all you guys have been through the past couple days.

Trini: Yeah...

(Though something in Trini's listless voice told Aisha that it wasn't Angel Grove that was currently on her mind.)

Aisha: Anything in particular you want to talk about though? I'm all ears.

Trini: Oh no. I don't... I don't want to bother you. We just met after all.

Aisha: Nonsense. If anything, that should be more of a reason to talk to me about whatever's bugging you.

Trini: How so?

Aisha: I have no vested interest. Heck you may never even see me again. Talk to me.

(Whether or not Aisha made a convincing argument, Trini is just secretly dying for someone to unload some of her burden on and decides to go for it.)

Trini: (sighs) Okay. Well... I just... well. (Groans) If I start to cry, don't be surprised. Lately I have been having problems with my boyfriend recently. Well, ex-boyfriend now...

Aisha: What happened?

Trini: Well I've been working on... I have been working a lot with this global outreach program and I haven't really had any time to spend with him. I've tried, but it's incredibly hard to juggle the two you know?

Aisha: Yeah.

Trini: Just last week I was offered a chance by the organization that runs it to participate in this global peace conference. Where we go around the world and promote peace through charity work and diplomacy.

Aisha: Zack told me some about that. That sounds like an amazing opportunity Trini!

Trini: It does... except it meant I would have to leave for Switzerland for an entire year.

Aisha: Oh.

Trini: (Clears throat) When I told him about that, he blew up. He wouldn't have it... and...

(Trini takes a second to compose herself. Her fists start to ball up so tightly that her knuckles turn white.)

Trini: The next time I saw him, he told me he cheated.

Aisha: Oh my God... how did you feel?

(She laughs at the absurdity of the question)

Trini: How does it make me feel? Awful! Terrible, small, insignificant, distraught, angry, lost, abandoned. I feel like he punched me right in the gut, which still hasn't stopped me from eating half my body weight in ice cream the past week by the way.

Aisha: I'm so sorry...

Trini: What's worse is... I still love him. I'm still worried about him because I haven't seen him since. It just makes me so angry. God, I just wish things would just go back to normal. I wish I never took that stupid offer.

Aisha: Oh no you didn't!

Trini: What?

Aisha: Sweetie, none of this is your fault. You didn't make him hook up with that skank, he made that decision himself. The only thing you're guilty of is following your dreams, if he couldn't handle that, then that's his problem.

Trini: Yeah... you're right.

Aisha: God, men are such insecure, selfish pigs. It always has to be about "me, me, me." Of course he would sneak around behind your back. That's why I'm so glad that I'm a—

Jason: Wait, Robbie cheated on you?!

(Unbeknownst to them, the boys have been listening in on their conversation. Neither Zack or Jason seem to be that surprised or disappointed either.)

Aisha: ...was I too loud?

Zack: That must be why none of us have seen him in school for like a week.

Trini: Oh God, now everyone knows!

(Trini grows bright red with humiliation and buries her face into her lap.)

Zack: Trini... relax, you've got nothing to be ashamed of. You didn't do anything wrong.

Trini: I didn't? You guys warned me about him when we started dating and I ignored you. I feel so stupid right now.

Jason: Trini, it's okay. Look, no one is thinking any less of you right now. You followed your heart, none of us can blame you for that. And Robbie screwed up, but you know, he did a lot better than most of us thought he would.

Trini: Really?

(Jason nods)

Zack: I had twenty bucks that you two would split on a domestic abuse.

Jason: Kim thought he was gonna knock you up, then skip town.

Zack: We actually thought she won. We were planning a baby shower and everything.

Trini: (sniff) ...you guys are the greatest.

Jason: Right back at you kiddo.

Zack: So has he even tried to reach you since he told you, or has he just gone AWOL?

Trini: Nothing. I mean, maybe... a few times here and there I've gotten these strange phone calls where no one answers and then they just hang up. I can't tell for sure it's him, but I can hear someone chewing with their mouth open in the background.

Jason: It's him.
Zack: It's him.

(Rocky checks his watch, then motions to Adam and Aisha.)

Rocky: Well, it's getting pretty late you guys. It's been a fun day, but we've gotta catch the last bus back into town.

Trini: Oh of course! Thank you guys so much for helping out with the relief work. I'm sorry I brought the mood down.


Rocky: You have nothing to apologize for. I hope you sort everything out though.

Adam: Yeah, it was nice meeting you guys.

Aisha: I'll see you three later, I'm gonna head out too.

(She gets up from her seat and joins Rocky and Adam who head east toward the main entrance of the park. Just as soon as they leave though, Tommy, Kim and Billy walk in from the opposite end; each with their own glum expressions.)

Trini: Hey Billy. Hey Tommy and Kim.

Tommy: Hey guys... sorry we're late.

Zack: It's no problem man.

Jason: So how'd the experiment go? What's the status on Tommy's powers?

Billy: (shakes head) Negative. My efforts to transfuse Tommy's power coin with electrical energy proved to only exacerbate the dilemma, as it was seen as an attack and green ranger energy from the morphin grid was unfortunately expended to try and fight it off.

Zack: And what does that mean?

Trini: It didn't work.

Zack: Oh.

Billy: I really should have done more research, but the idea seemed promising at face value.

Tommy: Yeah, I guess I'm fighting a losing war here. And I'm sure Zedd knows this, he's gonna smell the blood in the water soon enough and want to finish me off as quickly as he can.

Kimberly: Tommy don't say that. This experiment may not have worked, but we'll find something that will. Alpha and Zordon have already said they're researching alternatives.

Tommy: What's the point? At best it'll just be a bandage. I can barely call my Zords these days or morph. What's the point of me even being here then?

Zack: Sell toys?

Tommy: I don't know, I feel like a liability at this point. I think it may be best if I just hand in my power coin.

(The team collectively gasps at the idea. Kim tries to rub his cheek consolingly, but he pulls away.)

Tommy: No, my mind's made up. It's for everyone's best interests. Trust me, you guys would be better off.

Jason: Dude, do you hear what you're saying right now?

Tommy: I know exactly what I'm saying. I gotta go. I'll talk to you guys later.

(Tommy walks away into the sunset alone, leaving behind his bewildered friends.)

Jason: Yikes, looks like it's someone's time of the month again.

Kimberly: I know, it's been super bad lately. And I took a shower...

Jason: I meant Tommy.

Kimberly: Oh! Oh, yeah... you're right. I think I'm gonna go talk to him.

(As Kim chases after her boyfriend, Zedd sees the perfect opportunity to strike.)


Lord Zedd: Ah, Excellent. Tommy's all by himself. Now's the perfect time to send down my putties to soften him up.

(Tommy continues to storm aimlessly to the middle of nowhere. He finally stops when he feels realizes he's all alone. That's when he finally takes a second to try and think rationally.)

Tommy: It's for the best that I go... I think. These days I cause more trouble than I'm worth. I need to just do the right thing and hand in my coin. They'll be upset now, but I guarantee you things will go more smoothly without me. ...but then why do I feel so bad about it?

(Unfortunately, he doesn't get the time to answer that question, because as soon as he looks up he sees that he's surrounded by a gang of Zedd's putties. Putties that in his head, smell the blood in the water.)

Tommy: (groans) Oh perfect. Way to kick a guy while he's down.

(One of the putty patrollers kicks him right in the stomach, knocking him back to another, who pushes him right back toward the first. Tommy ducks a second kick, then pushes him up a tree as the putty skillfully runs right up it and over his head. The enemy grabs him, but Tommy elbows him right in the target, quickly freeing himself up.

Tommy strikes a quick pose, but is quickly punched by another putty patroller, kicked and cornered against the tree where the putty works him over with a series of punches. Tommy finally ducks one, elbows him in the face and hits a heel kick right in the back, smashing that one's target against the tree. Tommy cartwheels his way into safety after that, creating enough distance between himself and the enemies. Though to his left, he attracts the attention of a couple people who immediately rush in and hide behind another tree to investigate.)

Bulk: Hey look! It's that twerp Tommy. He's being attacked by those grey guys.

Skull: Why is he alone? Where are his friends?

Bulk: Who cares?

Skull: Shouldn't we call for help? Like maybe we should call the police.

Bulk: Police? Don't you see? Whenever these grey guys appear, the Power Rangers show up after them to clear them out. All we have to do wait right here. Let the police focus on what they do best.

Skull: Harass minorities?

Bulk: Exactly.

(Once freed, Tommy goes on the offensive. He blocks the punch of one, then answers back with a quick kick to the mid-section and a quicker kick to the chest. A second right behind him runs in and tries to connect with two wild haymakers, but Tommy jukes left, then right, then flips around and tries to knock his enemy off balance with a sweeping leg kick. The putty flips backwards and recovers on its feet, but does not recover the heel kick that quickly followed. Finally, the looks toward the last of the group a few yards behind him and starts running toward it at full speed. The leaps into the air with his left leg extended and nails him right in the chest, sending his enemy flying through the air and in pieces before it even has the chance to hit the ground.)

Tommy: (sighs) Man, what was that all about?

(With the threat seemingly over, Tommy dusts himself off and continues walking. However after only a few steps, an unfamiliar voice calls from right behind him.)