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Tardizord Twosome Episodes
Episode 12 - The Blazing Tramper
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Episode 1 - Serpentopia
Episode 2 - Tooth, Claw and Coil
Episode 3 - Rangers Unite
Episode 4 - Doctor Tru?
Episode 5 - Doomsday for the Dragons
Episode 6 - Revenge of the Alligatrons
Episode 7 - Evil No More?
Mini Episode 1 - The Devil within Turbo Truro
Episode 9: Christmas
Mini Episode 2: Kitzilla strikes again
Episode 11 - Rodents and Robots
Episode 12 - The Blazing Tramper
Episode 13 - Super Dan Vs the Daleks
Episode 14 - A Super problem!
Episode 15 - Living the Knightmare (Part One)
Episode 16 - Living the Knightmare (Part Two)
Episode 17 - Living the Knightmare (Part Three)
Episode 18 - Tellified? Of course not!
Episode 19 - All for one...!
Episode 20 - Bonebody
Episode 21 - Simulant!
Episode 22 - Battle for the Castle

The Shining Hills Art Museum had, by now, been completely rebuilt (after the fiasco in episode 7), and there were now more visitors than ever! Truro’s art work was now safe and sound back in its exhibit. At the Ranger Base, there was the frequent tapping at the keyboard in the computer room as Chris Burrell updated the Pencil Force website. Carly and Liz were already on their way to the art museum. As they went, they scanned the area, frequently, for any signs of misconduct . . . all was well! In the ZACC, Billy was conducting a clean-up operation. He rushed about here and there, polishing until the place flashed. “Got to be in mint condition!” he said. “Aye yai yai! That’s bright!” stammered Alpha. Zordon laughed silently. Down in the Zord Hangar, Dan was starting up the Tardizord motors. “This lever up . . . and this one to the right.” He murmured. Carlos, Carlnados and Cedric entered. “Hi, fellas.” Dan said. “We heard the motors, so we presume we’re going off on another adventure?” enquired Cedric. “Absolutely.” Replied Dan. Truro entered the Tardizord on the T-Machine. “Are we ready for take-off?” asked Dan. Truro, Cedric, Carlos and Carlnados nodded. “Then, here we go!” said Dan, pulling down the ignition lever. The familiar clock sound rang out as the Tardizord dematerialised from the Hangar, and back into the Time Tunnel. Carlnados, Cedric and Carlos watched the big screen on the wall, which showed live pictures of the Time Tunnel. “Any ideas on where we’re going, Dan?” asked Truro. “Nope.” Replied Dan, glancing at the Location/Date panel. Ten minutes passed, and the Tardizord emerged in a night scene and landed with a THUD! Dan looked at the Location/Date panel again. “Jehosophat!” he gasped. “This is interesting.” Dan made his way to the doors. “What is it, Dan? Where have we landed?” enquired Truro. “I believe we’ve landed . . .” began Dan as he opened the door, and peeped out. “. . . er, somewhere in Bigg City.” he finished. “What brought you to that conclusion?” asked Truro. Then, he glanced at the Location/Date panel. “Ah . . .!” he said, and cleared his throat. Dan was 100% accurate. They had, indeed, landed in Bigg City. The group found themselves amongst some warehouses as they exited the Tardizord, which Dan shrank and pocketed. Suddenly, an alarm rang. “Hello. There seems to be a fire nearby!” observed Carlos. Carlnados took a deep breath . . . and coughed! “Blimey! It’s coming from over there!” he spluttered and pointed out to sea. And, sure enough, there came a lot of smoke in the distance from out at sea. “Holy Toledo!” Cedric remarked. Then, the five noticed the Fire Chief racing to the scene of emergency. “That could take some time. The extinguishing of the flames, I mean.” said Truro to Dan. “Yes. He’ll need all the help he can get.” added Dan. Just then, they heard a whistle. “I say. What are you lot standing there for? There is a hazardous situation here!” came a voice. Dan and Truro turned around. “Hello, Top Hat.” they said. “Yes, we’re aware of the current state of emergency, but we’re unsure what started it.” “Now, I don’t intend to be nosey, but I don’t exactly know who you are or where you’re from.” pointed out Top Hat. The five explained themselves and Top Hat listened with interest. “Time travellers, eh? How intriguing.” he said. “Shall we go and see what all the fuss is about?” “Very well.” said Dan, and the five got onto Top Hat’s deck and they set off. When the eventually arrived at the scene, they saw that the blaze was coming from a tramper, heavily laden with full fuel tanks. Top Hat eased back. “By Jove! This is hotting up!” he spluttered. The Fire Chief and Warrior were trying to contain the blaze, but it raged, fiercely. “Keep spraying, Warrior.” “I’m trying, sir!” Dan looked around, quickly. “Let’s see . . .!” he said, thoughtfully. “What’s wrong, Dan?” asked Truro. “Nothing. I’m just seeing if there is a fire barge somewhere nearby.” Replied Dan. “Hey, Top Hat. I could do with some help, here!” called Warrior. “What? Are you implying that I should help?” asked Top Hat, indignantly. “Oh, the very thought!” Dan confronted Top Hat face to face. “Now, come on, Top Hat. I know your pride and your cleanliness is at stake, but right now, those two need the help they can get, and since you’re the only nearby tug . . . remember the night the Krakatoa sank?” “Oh, alright, alright!” huffed Top Hat, reluctantly. “That’s the spirit, Top Hat!” Dan grinned. Top Hat turned to starboard and made all speed to the fire station. As luck would have it, there were some fire barges moored up in case of emergencies. “Come on, lads. Let’s get these tied on!” instructed Dan as he took some rope and tied them to Top Hat. Soon, the others aided Dan and four fire barges were tied to Top Hat’s bow. “They’re secure now. Right away, Top Hat!” called Truro. “Very well, old chap!” called Top Hat, as he revved his engine and sped off back to the scene of disaster. Warrior and the Fire Chief were becoming filthier and filthier. “I’m nearly out of water, sir!” coughed Warrior. “Just keep spraying, Warrior. Keep going!”

urged the Fire Chief. Then, they heard a long toot. “Just in time, Top Hat!” called the Fire Chief. Truro and Cedric activated the fire barges and aimed at the relentlessly blazing tramper. As the flames began to die down, Truro thought he could hear the sounds of chugging and he noticed two dark shapes drifting away from the dying blaze. He nudged Dan. “Something the matter, Truro?” called Dan over the spraying water and the hissing flames. “I have a hunch of who started this blaze.” Truro called back, pointing to the two shapes, and then to some empty gasoline barrels. Then, Dan nodded. About 20 minutes later, the flames had completely died, but the tramper was a complete wreck and everyone was covered in ashes. “Hat-choo!” sneezed the Fire Chief. “Well done all of you. Especially you, Top Hat. You put action before pride to help prevent a serious accident.” “Well, it’s nothing really. It took some . . . erm . . . persuasion, yes.” said Top Hat modestly.  “I think we have you fellas to thank for that.” said the Fire Chief. “It was nothing” Truro said. “But, who started the inferno?” asked Warrior, puzzled. “I noticed two shapes chugging away from here as Top Hat arrived with the barges.” said Truro. “What did these ‘shapes’ look like?” enquired the Fire Chief. “I could only see them hazily, but they looked like switchers.” “I think I know who the culprits are!” frowned the Fire Chief. Elsewhere, Zip and Zug were speeding up towards Mittz Ville. “Do you think they saw us?” asked Zip. “I hope not, for our sakes. It wasn’t easy sabotaging that tramper with that gasoline!” replied Zug. The Coast Guard was travelling in the other direction, to their horror. “Ahoy there! Hold it right there, you two. You are both in serious trouble!” he called. “Quick, Zip! About turn!” cried Zug. The switchers tried to turn, but Zip’s engine decided not to respond, and sent him and Zug careering into a nearby sand bank and they ran aground. “And you two can stay there until we find the time to tow you out. Maybe you can use this time to consider what you have done.” called the Coast Guard sternly, who sped off, leaving Zip and Zug arguing bitterly. Back at port, the tugs arrived at the warehouses where Top Hat found the 5. “Here, I wonder what’s gonna become of that wreck?” asked Carlos. “I expect Warrior’s taking it to the salvage dealers.” replied Top Hat. “Burke and Blair.” “Well, I’d best be off. I’m gonna have to tell the lads back at the fire station about the blaze.” said the Fire Chief, and with that, he chugged back to the fire station. Top Hat was about to leave for the Star Dock, when the Coast Guard pulled up. Truro told the Coast Guard exactly what happened. “I saw those crafty scoundrels speeding in the opposite direction back at Mittz Ville, and they ended up beached on a sandbank.” the Coast Guard explained. “And it serves them right.” “Poor them. When will they ever learn that crime doesn’t pay?” sighed Truro. “Truer words never spoken!” agreed Top Hat. “Somehow, I don’t think Captain Zero will be very happy with those two clowns.” Dan said, regrowing the Tardizord. Cedric, Carlnados, Carlos and Truro got in. “Well, it’s time we were off. It’s been a pleasure to meet you, Top Hat. Coast Guard, sir.” “God speed, Dan.” called Top Hat, as he chugged off towards the Star Dock. “Thank you, and goodbye, Top Hat!” Dan called back, and shut the door behind him as he walked into the Tardizord. The Countdown clock sound rang out as the Tardizord lamp shone, and it disappeared from the warehouses.

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