06-a fever you can't sweat out

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Brooke took her seat next to Jayden, stifling a yawn with her hand. The rangers were going about their usual routines, having breakfast and chatting about nothing in particular. However, they all noticed Kevin, as the blue ranger was precisely measuring out his granola, seemingly counting out each oat. Brooke and Jayden shared a look of confusion, the red and silver rangers watching the blue with raised brows.

Mike loudly dropped his spoon in his bowl, shooting an exasperated look at Kevin when the blue ranger raised his head at him. "What're you doing? Just eat already!" Mike urged, rolling his eyes at Kevin.

"There's a right way to do everything within the samurai code," Kevin replied, his usual grumpy look on his face. It gave Jayden's a run for his money, honestly.

Brooke snorted, nudging Jayden's foot with her own and breaking into a grin when Jayden glanced at her. "It's like watching a different species. And I thought public school was bad enough." She joked, stabbing a grape with her fork, not taking her eyes off of Mike and Kevin. It was amusing, as Mike knew what buttons to push to piss Kevin off the most.

The corners of Jayden's lips twitched into a small smile. "When you say that, should I be concerned?" The red ranger teased, and Brooke shot a disappointed expression at him.

"Haha, funny werewolf joke. Very original, Red." Brooke retorted, her voice monotone. However, her acting broke when Jayden rolled his eyes, the silver ranger breaking into her usual grin and popping a grape into her mouth.

Meanwhile, Mike was trying his best to annoy Kevin, the green ranger letting out a low whistle at the "Samurai Code" comment. "Wowwww, you're so wound up, I'm surprised you can digest your food." He snickered, and Kevin shot him an annoyed look. The look only egged Mike on further, launching into teasing comments and asking Kevin if the samurai code told him how to breathe correctly.

When Mia walked into the room, a silver platter in her hands, the playful mood dropped, being replaced with one of fear, the five rangers sharing worried looks. "Hey, guys!" Mia greeted, and Brooke suddenly became very interested in finishing her fruit, much to Jayden's amusement.

Brooke almost felt bad, the pink ranger seemed to enjoy cooking but was god awful at it. The silver ranger remembered the chicken- well, the lump of charcoal that resembled a chicken. She also recalled her second night at the Shiba House, when she was still awkwardly trying to fit in with the others. Mia had made dinner, and Brooke didn't want to be rude, so she forced herself to eat it. The rangers, sans Mia, had shot her impressed and worried looks and then laughed at her afterward for it. It became an inside joke that Brooke was poison immune after stomaching Mia's cooking.

Setting the silver platter on the table, Mia beamed proudly. "I came up with a new recipe!" She declared happily, and Brooke's eyes flashed gold for a moment.

The silver ranger pointed her fork at the platter, quirking a brow. "Oh? What is it?" Brooke wondered, and Jayden felt himself grow pale when he noticed that his childhood friend seemed to be planning something. Her grey eyes sparkled with mischief as she looked at Jayden, and he inwardly cringed. "I'm sure our dear Red here would love to try it." She added and snickered when Jayden shot her a look of disapproval mixed with disappointment.

Mia seemed to brighten up at Brooke's question."Well, I figured that everybody likes peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, so what better way to combine them with breakfast than," As the pink ranger pulled off the top of the platter, the five others all winced at the mess of eggs, jelly, and peanut butter. "A peanut butter and jelly omelette?"

It's not even the right color, Brooke thought worriedly, her eyes now a steady gold color as she eyed the mixture nervously.

Kevin seemed to throw the samurai code out the window, dumping his granola in his bowl and eating quickly, which Mike picked up on. "Precision and discipline, huh?" Mike commented with a shit-eating grin, ignoring Kevin's glare.

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