Billy nodded. So...this was probably a violation of the Ranger Rules too, but these were extraordinary circumstances. He needed to be prepared if this didn't work, he rationalized.

Deep breath. He unhooked the morpher from his belt, slid his smaller fingers into the grip, and thrust it out. "It's morphin' time!"

This time, the morph produced a tingling sensation over his skin in addition to the usual surge of strength in his veins. It was as if a field around him was mapping itself to his new body dimensions. Then came the morph itself, a flash of light replacing his borrowed clothing with the usual skin-tight blue and white costume.

He popped the helmet off and wandered over to the mirror, gloved hands cupping the fabric over his newer contours. It was almost as if he had forgotten that Ronnie and Nokosi were watching him. "At last, something works properly!"

...now he just had his odd appearance to explain.