fandomhigh | Fandom Playschool Host Club, Sunday Afternoon

Reno had a Host Club! And his club had all sorts of neat stuff, like a lego table and a velcro dartboard and those nifty little cards that had pictures on them for matching games and stuff! And there was grape juice! And cookies! And a kind of scary lookin' pizza that he took from the common room last night that might have marshmallows and salami on it, but Reno wasn't sure.

Oh, oh, oh! And bestest of all? Reno's Host Club had boys who were there to entertain the girls or whatever, even if girls did have cooties. It was their duty as hosts to be all entertaining an' stuff, and that's why it had 'Host' in the name and not just 'play with our toys club' or something, and Host Club boys were tough and could totally handle a few cooties anyhow.

So it was really, really good that the clinic had free cootie shots today, maybe.

Oh! And Reno had made a sign with crayons and had hung it up and it was a good sign saying that the Host Club was open to everyone. If you squinted and looked at it sideways and used your 'magination.

And if they were real good, maybe Uncle Barney would tell them all a story, Reno hoped. Because Uncle Barney was awesome.

[OCD is up and the Host Club is open to all!]

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Sky made the Megazord punch the behemoth.

"You're goin' ta jail now!"

Half of the behemoth's face fell off.

This proved to be problematic so far as killing the Megazord to death was concerned.

"I don't wanna go to jail," the wounded behemoth-Reno pouted. "It's probably boring and stinky and stuff."

"Awww, you don't hafta if you stop attacking," said Sky, feeling a little bad now. "The city gets all better right away anyway."

Reno considered this, very seriously.

"You promise?"

"Yup!" said Sky. "None of the crimn'ls would go to jail if they'd stop attackin' when we tell them to!"

Oh, a child's logic.

There was another moment of very, very serious consideration.

"Can I be a police ossifer, too?"

If you can't beat 'em, join 'em!

"Sure!" said Sky, clapping his hands delightedly. "When you get old enough you can drive giant robots and stuff!"

"I wanna drive a helichopper," Reno decided, bouncing up and down. The behemoth did the same, losing a few more bits to the table. "And fly around all wrrrrr-choppachoppachoppa!"

Sky bounced along with Reno.

"I think some of 'em can fly! And shoot out lasers and stuff!"

"Laser-shooting helichoppers?" Reno's little eyes were wide, now, and he had to bounce more. Helicopters with lasers were a HUGE deal! "I want one!"

"Let's build one!" Sky said, immediately starting to dismantle his Brick-a-zord. "An' we can give it a sword an' flamethrowers..."

"Oooh, yeah!" Reno set his devastated behemoth to the side and started making a grab for more of the red bricks, because red was the bestest color ever. "And it's gotta have zappy things, too, so it can fire 'lectricity and stuff, yo!"

"Lotsa red in it," Sky said, nodding approval at his color choice. "Red's my fav'rite color. Zappy stuff, and lasers, and flamethrowers... this'll be the best helichopper ever!"

"Red's an awesome color," Reno agreed. "What else can we put on our helichopper? It's gotta have somethin' that can cast... ummmm..."

He scrunched his little face in thought.

"TOAD. It's gotta have toad to make toads out of the bad guys, an' then we can zap 'em with our laser flamethrowers an' everything!"

"Yeah!" said Sky, bouncing up and down. "Turn 'em into toads, or slugs! We can make it a magic helichopper!"

"Oooh!" Reno clapped his hands and reached for some more red, because red was totally magic-colored. "Yeah! And it can cast mini and petrify and whole bunches of things!"

Reno so wanted a magic helichopper, now. If Rikku hadn't broked his computer, he might have asked the boss for one. Yeah!

"Cooooool," said Sky, still bouncing. He wasn't sure S.P.D. helichoppers were magic, but he could always ask for one when he was the Red Ranger! "You have the best ideas!"

"That's because I'm awesome," Reno announced. "Turks have to be awesome. It's the law."

No, it wasn't.

"'Sides! You thought of the flamethrower. Flamethrowers are neat."

"Yeah. Yeah! We're both awesome!" Sky declared, adding cannons to the top of the ship. And extra wheels on each wing. You could never be too careful!

"We are," Reno agreed, and handed a propeller-piece to Sky to stick between the cannons. You could never have too many propellers. "And someday, we're gonna save the world and' everyone will know how awesome we are!"

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