The TARDIS had actually appeared behind them, so none of the CBers noticed as the Eleventh Doctor opened the door.  However, just before he left, Teresa turned around and said, "Hey, aren't you the Doctor Who guy?" All the CBers spun around. "It's the Doctor!" Misti exclaimed. 

"Do I know you?" The Doctor asked. "What year is it?"

Misti told him. The Doctor shook his head. "Sorry 'bout that, wrong year."

"WAIT!" Brookeira exclaimed. "We need your help! There's a Zombie Apocalypse!"

"Sorry, no time, I have a tight schedule."

"Can you at LEAST tell us how to time-and-space travel?" 

"Well, you ************************************************************," The Doctor replied. "But ******************* because then ***************. It works better if you *************." (Sorry, but no telling secrets of time and space. I want to see how long it takes those scientests to figure it out.) 

"Oh, I see how it works," Air said. "But one question: do you *********** or do you ***********?""

"Neither," The Doctor replied. "You *************."

"Wait, so for the ******* it *****************s, right?" S.E. asked. 

"No, it ************s. Good guess, though."

When the CBers had properly figured it out, they said goodbye to the Doctor and went looking for Mr. Evanson. Speaking in very simple terms, they explained time travel to Mr. Evanson and asked if they could make a TARDIS.

"Um, okay," he said, and directed them to his lab.

~~~Three Hours Of Hard Work Later~~~

S.E. handed out the time-traveling watchs. Brookeira's was light blue with a thin gold band. Somebody's was black with a silver band. Danie's was black with a dark green band. Indigo's was purple with a dark purple bamd. Misti's was off-white with a light blue band. Air's was silver with a dark blue band. Cayke's was cream, all of it, even the band. Teresa's was pale pink with a cream band. BHR's was camo. Ruby's was dark red. And S.E.'s was green. Mr. Evanson politely asked why he didn't have one. S.E. sighed, apologized, and handed him the COMPLETELY STABLE protype.  

"So, what should we do with these things?" Danie asked.

"We could bring everyone back in time?" Shadow Dragon suggested.

"But then time would move on and we have to do the zombie thing again. Plus, we would have to make watchs for EVERYONE IN THE WORLD." Brookeira said.

"True." Shadow Dragon admitted.

"Or . . . we could get famous people from the past and have them help solve the zombie problem," Misti suggested.

"Yeah!"

"We could get Hitler," BHR suggested.

"HITLER?" Air asked.

"Yes Hitler. He may not like Jews, but he's sure to like zombies even less! Besides, we can scare him with our awesome tech so he'll work for us."

"Ummmm," Indigo said. 

"Albert Einstein!" 

"Marie Taglioni!" Teresa exclaimed.

"Marie Taglioni? The ballerina?" Somebody asked skeptically.

"What? Ballerinas are strong."

Somebody raised an eyebrow but said nothing. 

"Sybil Luddington!" BHR exclaimed.

"Sybil Luddington?" Ruby asked.

"Sybil Luddington is the female Paul Revere except she rode alone, didn't get captured, and rode farther," Indigo answered. 

"Steve Jobs!" S.E. exclaimed.

"Alton Brown!" Somebody exclaimed.

Misti raised her eyebrow. 

"What? We need a good cook. Cold oatmteal just doesn't cut it."

"Micheal Farris!" BHR exclaimed.

"Who's he?" Cayke asked.

"A judge. A REALLY GOOD judge." 

Mr. Evanson cut in, "So where should we go first?"

"Let's pick up Sybil Luddington!" BHR and Teresa put in.

"Sybil Luddington!" Indigo agreed.

"Alton Brown!" Somebody called.

"Steve Jobs!" S.E., Ruby and Danie yelled.

"Alton Brown!" (Cayke)

"Albert Einstein!" (Shadow Dragon and Misti)

"Amelia Earhart!" (Brookeia)

"Micheal Farris!" (Air)

"How about you all go where you want?" Mr. Evanson suggested. "Indigo, Teresa and BHR go pick up this Sybil Luddington, Cayke and Somebody pick up Alton Brown, S.E. Ruby and Danie pick up Albert Einstein, Air picks up Micheal Farris, Brookeira picks up Amelia Earhart, you all come back, and then go to pick up the rest of the people." They all nodded and split into their groups, each twisting the knobs on their watchs and pressing the GO button. One by one they dissapated. Only after the last had disapated did Mr. Evanson realize he was not in any groups and had no assignment. He went off to order the rescuing of some people in zombie infected areas.

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BHR, Teresa and Indigo matteralized in a dark forest. The rain was pouring down thick and hard. They could hear hoofbeats coming-

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***********Comercial break ends!**************

Indigo grabbed Sybil's hand. "Come on, Sybil, we'll show you the future!" 

"How do you know my name???" Sybil asked. "ARE YOU A TORRY?" 

"No," BHR said.

Indigo pressed one of the knobs and disapeared. BHR and Teresa went to the present, but Indigo wasn't there. "I think she pressed the wrong knob," Teresa said. "The one that's 200 years in the future." They pressed it and followed her.BHR and Teresa matteralized next to Indigo and Sybil. They were standing on hard parked ground. About three feet away from them was a white dome hill a bit taller than Indigo. Running from it was a long white raised part of the ground. The raised part connected to another domed white hill. That domed hill had several raised white things running to other domes. There were lots of domes and lots of raised ground but no buildings. What had happened to all the cities?Sybil walked up to one of the domes and tentatively touched it. "Is this a den? A bear den?" She asked. "Why is it so white?" She brushed the dust off her finger. Teresa looked at what was under the dust. It was smooth, unnaturally so, and felt hard, like white-painted metal. Very human. But it was dusty, and the whole thing looked abandoned. . .Indigo spread her fingers on the dome, reasoning that it would be warm is humans were inside it, using power. Two things happened: she found that it was warm, and her hand was scanned by a blue light. "Access denied," A mechanical voice announced. "You are not registered in the city's log." BHR spread her hand on the dome as well. Her hand was scanned over, and the voice started to say, "Access denied," but was cut off. The dome split with a rusty creaking of unoiled hinges and a slim, tall girl with pale skin, heart-shaped face, blue eyes and short blonde hair was revealed. She stood there, blinking the sunlight. She was wearing a pair of simple white pants, a belt made out of the same material as the dome, a V-neck white shirt, a white jacket and a simple white helmet that fit tightly around her head.The girl said something that sounded like a mix of clicks and grunts, then some numbers. She glanced at BHR, Teresa, Indigo and Sybil. Sybil stared at her uncomprehendingly, BHR shrugged, Teresa pandomoined confusion, and Indigo said, "Do you speak English?""Ye-es," The girl said, with some labor. "English is old language, not longer need, so I English bad. You from past? Use English, city do not know you?""Yes," BHR replied. "From past. Time travel here.""Come in. City ban time-travel, do not let City know. City is old, I know how hack City, but still City smart." They stepped into the dome. The girl said something in the grunt-click-number language and the dome closed. A light turned on and a chair rose out of the floor. The girl sat down on the ground, ignoring the chair. "I be Nixa. Nixa Generation 3, number 3457. I am 23 years, I want to escape City. City is not for people good, City is a ma-chine.

"People make City, for people good. But people forget how to make City do what people want. City take over. City make perfect humans. Have many tries, take good genes, make better. Finally they make us." Nixa touched her chest. "Must be 'perfect'. Blue eyes. White skin. Blonde hair. Fit, no disorder. Stupid, listen to City. I am mistake. My gene, is not perfect. I know what the City is doing, so my gene is ruined. The City will find out, kill me. But so far, I elude City. But City, make itself smarter. Pro-gram itself. I need, come back with you. To past. Before City."

"Why don't the people know?" Teresa asked.

"Because, City find ways to make people happy. Have virtual reality chambers. Most people live there, all time. They no longer move through domes. Used to be, move in pods to other domes, talk. Play. Go out. Out of City. People not all perfect, only ones who want to be perfect. But now, they always in virtual reality chambers. They do not know they are actually here. City takes dream, people's dream, and makes it true, in virtual reality."

"Nixa . . . in past, things bad, too. There is a . . . disease . . . spreading, make people very not perfect, eat brains, destroy others, horrible," BHR said.

"There no diseases in City. Maybe not perfect disease can be stopped, because it is past, before City, all can work together, become much together, work together, stop disease. I alone cannot stop City; together, people could stop City, but City ha s made it so if take out of virtual reality, people die."

BHR nods. "Nixa is right. We can stop the Zombie Apocolypse. You will come back to the past with us?"

Nixa nods.

Sorry it took me so long! I actually had it ready last night, but somehow I deleted the end, so I had to type it up again . . . 

Nixa, Sybil Luddington, BHR and Teresa melted into nothingness just as Brookeira appeared, with Amelia Earhart in tow, inside a nearby dome. She pushed and pressed on the dome along with Amelia Earhart, then her searching finger flicked a switch. Suddenly Brookeria was on a feild. Nearby was a tall tower. She started running towards the tower.

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Air appeared inside Micheal Farris's bedroom. Micheal Farris was stretched out on his bed, snoring slightly. Air shook him awake. He screamed, and sat up. Air jumped back. "Sorry, I thought you were one of the zombies." "ZOMBIES?" Air asked. "They've gotten down to Virginia? I thought they were still way up north." He shook his head. "I wish." Air could here wood splintering and a low grunting, snorting kind of sound. "The main enterance broke down," He explained. "However you got in here, get us out the same way." 

"Time-and-space-traveling watch," Air replied. "And no. I want to fight the zombies! We have to save everyone!"

"Look, kid, I don't think there are any surviviors. Just get us out of here."

Air sighed and, grabbing Mr. Farris, twisted the knobs. They broke into tiny pieces and melted into the air.

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Cayke and Somebody appeared just behind Alton Brown on live TV. Out of thin air. ". . . and then you put the cake in for half an hour at thirty degrees. It should turn out-" Cayke tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, Alton?" Alton Brown's eyes bulged slightly, but he turned around. "Yes? Not-to-be-messed-with cook and kid in the black jumpsuit?"

"We need you," Somebody says, brown eyes flashing black for a moment, and glimmering threateningly, like polished coal.

"Well, they need me," Alton Brown said, flashing a wide grin, that edged on terrified, or hysterical. He stepped out of the kitchen and they followed him out of the room. They sat down on the floor a couple yards away. "What is it?" He asked, calm with an undercurrent of nervous. 

"Zombie apocalypse."

"I know," Alton Brown said.

"The SS needs you," Cayke told him.

"Are you suggesting you are part of the SS?!"

"We're not suggesting it," Somebody put in. "Believe me when I say, I am part of the SS. I signed a contract."

He looked between them and then laughed. "Stop kidding around." Somebody groaned in annoyance and grabbed his wrist. Turning the knobs of the watch, she and Mr. Brown melted out of existence. Cayke sighed and followed her.

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Air, Alton Brown, Micheal Farris, Cayke and Somebody all appeared at once. Micheal Brown saw Alton Brown and said, "Oh, the cooking guy. They grabbed you, too?" 
Alton laughed nervously. "The judge. Yup."

Teresa, BHR, Indigo, Sybil Luddington, and Nixa appeared out of thin air. "Who's the dudette with the blonde hair?" Air asked. As Teresa explained, somewhere in the future . . .

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Brookeira was inside the tower now. She was standing in front of a holographic screen. It had various options. CHOSE A POKEMON PET was the top one. The next down was HANGOUT WITH YOUR OTHER FRIENDS. She didn't bother to read farther down, deciding to chose a pokemon pet. She already knew what she wanted: a Mudkip. 

Back in real life, Amelia Earhart watched as the strange blonde-haired girl who had appeared out of thin air to pull her out of the water and wreckage of her airplane and time-travel here poked at the air. She shook the blonde girl hard. The blonde girl blinked, then turned to Amelia. "Let's go," Amelia said firmly. "I don't want to!" Brookeira replied. Amelia snatched the watch and put it on. She grabbed Brookeira's arm and teleported them back in time to 2015.

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Danie, Shadow Dragon, S.E., Ruby and Misti, Albert Einstein and Steve Jobs all appeared at once. Shadow Dragon Ruby, S.E. and Misti started explaining their various adventures and hearing the tale of Nixa, but Danie sat down and watched the TV rather avidly, then interuptted S.E.'s recounting of what the interior of Steve Job's house looked like to say, "The Zombie Apocolypse is down through Virginia, almost to North Carolina. I vote some of us get as many people out of there as possible, and some of us keep on picking up the rest of the people."

They all nodded.

"Who wants to pick up Adolf Hitler? Marie Tagloini?"
Brookeira said, "I wouldn't mind helping with Hitler," and Teresa and BHR wanted to get Marie Tagloini. Everyone else chose various places to teleport to, and started looking for things to help battle zombies. S.E. summoned her dad and he gave them some supplies.

Danie strapped a gun and a hair dryer grappling hook into her belt. She took five energy bars and tucked them in as well. 

"I help, too," Nixa said, picking up a gun and weighing it in her hands. "I recognize from virtual reality. Point, pull trigger, make boom?" BHR nodded. "Good. I have good aim, get bonus points in virtual reality." 

"I thought you avoided virtual reality?" Indigo asked, tucking a hair dryer grappling hook in her belt.

"When very young, I not avoid," Nixa said. "It before City bad." 

BHR said,"Okay, we're going." BHR and Teresa poofed.

Brookeira nodded and twisted the knobs, melting away.

"Where are you going?" Shadow Dragon asked Air, putting on a hard-to-get-off helmet she thought would deter zombies if she got cornered.

"Oregon, probably," Air replied, putting some binoculars in her bag.

Shadow Dragon nodded, tucking some bandages in her belt.

"Where are you going?" Air asked.

Somebody grabbed a jacket with a hidden pocket in the sleeve. She slipped a gun into the hidden pocket where she could easily acess it.

"I go," Nixa said, and teleported.

"Kentucky," Shadow Dragon replied, grabbing a pair of ripped jeans, a tank top, and some combat boots. She retreated to her room, then emerged looking intimidating and zombie-ready. "Okay, I'm ready. Bye guys. Good luck!" She said, and was off.

Cayke banged on a spatula to test it's strength then tossed it into her bag.

Indigo folded up some bandages and put them in her belt.

Misti grabbed some duct tape and scissors and put them in her bag, and announced, "I'm ready, bye!" And dissappeared.

Cayke laced up her helmet and grabbed a pair of black camo tennis shoes with spikes on the bottom, which she started putting on.

Danie tucked some bandages in her belt, then looped some amo around her shoulders. "I think I'm ready," Danie said, and left.

S.E. grabbed some clothes and retreated to her room.

Indigo said to Somebody, "I'm not the best fighter, you probably won't see me again as a human."

Somebody asked, "Can you shoot a gun?"

Indigo nodded.

Somebody asked, "Can you run?"

Indigo nodded.

Somebody asked, "Can you climb things?"

Indigo nodded.

"You'll be fine."

S.E. came out. She was wearing a black leather jacket, camo helmet, dark gray jeans, green tank top, and black combat boots. She hefted her bag. "Good luck." And she was gone.

Cayke finished lacing up her camo tennis shoes and left as well.

Ruby left, then Air.

Shadow Dragon re-checked her bag and belt, then took a deep breath, said her goodbyes, and left.

Indigo left.

Somebody took a deep breath, twisted the knobs, and dissappeared into Zombie territory. 

Regarding the response- please do not write about things that have not happened yet, only things I've already written about.

Cayke hit the zombie over the head with the spatula. The zombie fell over and she quickly duck-taped it's mouth shut. However, another zombie came up behind her. She would have been a zombie already but for the helmet. Badly shaken, she used the hair dryer grappling hook to pull herself to the roof of a three-story building with no hatchs. She thought she was relativly safe, for the moment at least. She made her plan of action: She would sweep the city, looking for survivors, and teleporting them to the SS's stronghold. She shot a grappling hook to the another building near so she could swing across over the heads of the zombies, but she went to low and her foot grazed several of the zombies. One's teeth almost snapped onto her heel. Panting, she crouched on the roof. Then she saw a hatch on the roof and heard footsteps. She hurried to move on to the next building, but she hurried so much that the grappling hook hit it wrong and bounced off. She tried again but it was too late, the hatch flew open before she could jump off.

But it wasn't zombies. It was a man with a shock of black hair wearing a stained white apron and a chef's hat. "Fellow cook!" Cayke exclaimed. "Grab on!" The man obeyed. Cayke jumped off and they swung through the air to the other building, which was thankfully hatchless and stairless. 

The man, panting, asked, "Who are you?"

"Cayke," Cayke said, flashing a white-toothed smile. "Who are you?"

"Mike Reese," He replied.

One zombie started climbing up the side of the building, sliding down and trying again. It took five or six tries for it to get up a foot, but it kept on going, it's nostrils inflating and deflating, scenting the warm, bubbling blood of a non-zombified human. Cayke grabbed Mike and they swung to a different building. Cayke asked Mike, "Have you seen any other surviviors?"

Mike shrugged. "I was part of a band of humans, but I got lost and I just headed to you."

"Where were they, last?" Cayke asked.

"We had set up a base on top of the mall." 

"Where's the mall?"

Mike showed her. They started toward it, swiftly moving between buildings by use of the roofs.

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Air found that even though Oregon was relatively far up north, there were loads of surviviors. Rather savvy fighters, they were. She had already dropped twelve people off in the SS's stronghold. Air darted across the street, ears pricked for both zombies and surviviors. She noticed a flash of gray-green in one of the alleys and started hurrying. She saw a nice red bike, lying abandond, and jumped on, pedaling hard through the city, looking for humans. She saw something on a roof and used her hair dryer grappling hook to get up there. It was  a girl with shortish brown hair, wearing shorts and a red shirt. She was bent over, cradling one of her legs. 

"What happened to your leg? What's your name?" Air asked.

"I was running from zombies and hit the ground, hard. I fell on it and it may be broken. My name's Hacker Dee."

"HACKER DEE? The  CBer?"

Hacker Dee nodded, grimancing in pain as Air splinted her leg.

"I'm Air," Air said."Do you want me teleport you to safety or help find survivors?"

"HELP, of course."

She turned, seeing a flash of green as something entered the ground floor of the building. Air grabbed Hacker Dee and swung her down. Air sat on the seat of the bike and Hacker Dee sat on the frame. Hacker Dee weighed her down, but it wasn't like Hacker Dee could help with her broken leg, so Air just pressed on as hard as she could. Some zombies started after them. Air handed Hacker Dee a machine gun and told Hacker Dee to help hold them off. "Do you know where the other survivors are?" Air puffed.

"There are some people in the high school."

"That high school?" Air asked, pointing to a high school a few blocks away.

Hacker Dee nodded. Air bent her head down and pushed on.

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Somebody was right in the thick of it. Litterally. She and another survivor named Toni Marshall, were kicking zombies away from their heads. Toni elbowed a zombie in its stomach, kicked another one, shot one in the head, and kicked and fought some more, clearing an opening. Somebody and Toni raced through. Somebody jumped onto a motorcycle lying on the street, idling. Toni jumped on behind her and they sped away. They zoomed right through a crowd of zombies to the very center, where four survivors were fighting for their lives. Toni pulled them onto the motorcycle and they kept right on moving, rushing past some wandering zombies. They swerved around a building and into an alley, where someone was lying in the shadows. Toni shook them. The person sat up weakly. "Help," the girl croaked. Toni lifted them up and gently put the girl on the motorcycle. There was no room left for Toni herself, so she grabbed a bike and sped along beside the motorcycle. They sped all through the city, picking up more survivors. Some rode bikes so the space on the motorcycle could be reserved for the injured. They ran into a crowd of zombies, and the motorcycle started to putter... Somebody pushed it as hard as she could and zoomed it through to the other side, but she knew that the zombies would still get them. Unless... She leapt off the motorcycle and tossed the wristwatch to Toni. "Third knob," she shouted, and ran slowly in the other direction, stoppping every so often to make sure the zombies could keep up. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Toni whisking the 20 or 30 people she had rescued away.

Somebody ran hard, and kept on at it for almost two hours, but she had no way out, having given the watch to Toni. She stumbled and hit her head, and didn't get up again, at least, she didn't get up again as a human.

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Ruby had the bad luck to teleport straight into a cluster of zombies. He kicked and fought with gun and dagger, and managed to clear a path. He sprinted through it, but tripped and fell, hitting his head hard. Blood poured down the side. He got up and started sprinting away, but the zombie crowd overcame him and he felt one's jaws snap over onto the cut.

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Meanwhile, Teresa and BHR were pushing through the thick crowds around a dim, old-fashioned stage. On the stage were rows and rows of girls in vaguely ballet-like dresses, dancing around on their tip toes. Then one, near the front already, came forward and started dancing on the very tips of her toes, even though she wasn't wearing point shoes. She was clearly the prima ballerina.

"That's her," BHR whispered to Teresa, rather unnecessary. They waited through the rest of the ballet (BHR had to stifle several yawns but Teresa started noting down things she liked and thought interesting) and then the ballet was over. Marie Tagloini started to the wings, so BHR dove through the crowd, ducking under shoulders and pressing through. She grabbed Marie Tagloini's wrist and twisted the watch.

Teresa twisted her watch and dissappeared as well.

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They, Marie Taglioni, and Teresa did NOT appear in the middle of a street that looked about like a modern city, except moderner. There were still cars, but there weren't any drivers, and fashion seemed to have changed a lot (all the girls were wearing skirts with about 40 layers.) Marie Taglioni looked around and yelled something in Swedish.

Teresa shrugged. Marie Taglioni said in labored English, "Why doest thy take me?"

"Later," BHR said. "We don't have time."

She pointed over to a black car with a woman in a black jumpsuit sitting in it. Something came crashing down, hard, near BHR. A bunch of robots started coming after the black car and all the humans, for that matter. All the Avengers jumped down from buildings and started fighting as well. Although, there was a distinct lack of Iron Man, Nick Fury, and the minor characters. The Avengers got all of the robots pretty well and were grouping together, brushing the dust off, when something started down above them. BHR tackled them out of the way, saving their lives but hitting her head hard in the process.

"Thank you," Thor said.

Rubbing her head, BHR replied, "It's fine."

"Seriously, we owe you a debt of graditude," Thor said.

"Are you from the past?" Black Widow asked. 

BHR nodded. "See, there's a zombie apocolalypse, so me my friend and I grabbed her," (she indicated Marie Taglioni) "but then we went to the wrong time. About 50 years too far, it seems like."

"I know what we should do for them," Black Widow said. "We should give them the rest of the Juice."

BHR had thought they would offer to help fight the zombies and was a bit disappointed but nodded and said, "Sure, I'm thirsty."

"The Juice is how we got our powers," Black Widow explained. "You drink some and it changes you a bit. You never know what it'll do. I got fighting skills, they got powers."

Black Widoo pulled a gallon jug of purplish juice from her car. 

"One tablespoon should be enough to give you quite strong powers. It's all in good fun, but too much, and your immune system gets really weak--scrape your knee, get a cold, and you're quite vulnerable."

Teresa hefted the jug of Juice. They thanked the Avengers, BHR got about five autographs from each of them, and they went back in time.

Sadly, they went TOO far back -- but they time-traveled to a hospital, so they decided to have BHR checked out. More like Teresa decided that, BHR was mumbling nonsense and looking around with blank eyes. 

The doctor, a man named Dr. Goodman, worked over BHR for a while, then finally said, "I'm done." BHR got up, thanked the doctor. Dr.Goodman got a phone call and was saying, "Martn, you'll never believe the things my patients was mumbling about."

Teresa said to BHR, "I think you started Marvel."

They poofed back to 2015.

Indigo appeared, scraped badly but alive. Brookeira appeared a few minutes after Indigo, also alive but a lot worse than Indigo. She was scraped up, one ankle twisted abruptly to the side as if twisted, one arm slightly crooked as though broken. Her hair was matted and she was sweaty, tired and dusty with a distinct lack of Hitler. She collapsed on the couch, almost on Marie Taglioni's lap. Marie Taglioni leaped to her feet gracefully, like a tiny, delicate bird. She seemed fragile and was not taking well to all the modern hustle and bustle. Teresa, recognizing that, carefully guided her away to explain.

"I'm NOT going to go back there!" Brookeira rasped. "I almost got killed."

"Fine," BHR said with a resigned sigh.

"Hey, look guys; it's eleven, let's start getting lunch on the table," Cayke said. "I can ma-"

"How about Alton Brown makes it?" Misti said, coming in.

Cayke's face fell.  

BHR said, "How about you and Alton Brown work together to make it?"

Cayke nodded and hurried off to the kitchen with Alton Brown. Alton Brown came out a moment later, wearing an apron, holding a notepad and a pen, and wearing a stunned expression. "What would you like?" he asked Danie. "One grilled cheese sandwich on white bread using chedder cheese, a bag of Lays salt and vinegar chips, and a bottle of Mountain Dew."

Alton Brown noted it down and walked over to BHR.

Indigo turned to Danie. "You like salt and vinegar chips, too? I LOVE those things!" Danie and Indigo high-fived.

"What would you like?"

"Spaghetti, please. And maybe some garlic bread."

Alton Brown wrote it down and continued to Misti. "What would you like?"

"Shrimp, cream soda, and rice."

He wrote it down and asked Hacker Dee.

"Cheese pizza! And some fries."

He wrote it down, then asked Teresa, who had come back. "Um... Chicken pot pie."

He wrote it down and asked S.E. S.E. shrugged. "Pizza, I guess."

He asked Shadow Dragon. "Ummm... Pizza, too."

He asked Brookeira. "Pizza, fries, and mountain dew."

He asked Indigo. "Egg salad on toasted white bread with cold milk and freshly sliced apple, please."

Next he asked Nixa. Nixa said, "One double-cream whipped choco-vanilla glory, frizzlers, these lays potato chips, and some of this mountain dew."

Alton Brown wasn't sure what half of it was, so Nixa explained it. Then, BHR told him about the Juice and asked Alton Brown to put some in everyone's food.

Alton Brown nodded, hefted the Juice, and walked back into the kitchen. BHR and the others started guessing about what powers they would get.

"The power of flight!"

"Pyrokenetics!"

"Ice powers!"

Suddenly Teresa rushed in, carrying something in an open box. "My cat had kittens!" She held the box under all of their noses.

There were four tiny kittens, with their eyes closed tightly shut, as if sleeping. One was black with a white star on its fourhead and one white sock. One was black with large white spots. One was white with  dark gray spots and black spots. One was gray with white socks. Brookeira picked up the gray one. It licked her face.

"Can I have it?" she asked Teresa. Teresa nodded.

Brookeira left to the kitchens, presumably to show it off to Cayke. She came back with a bowl of juice. "With any luck, I'll have a Mudkip in no time," she explained. Teresa looked disturbed but said nothing as Hacker Dee got a kitten as well and fed it some of the juice. After a few minutes, the two kittens stopped drinking and stretched their muscles. They hadn't done anything strange yet. One burped, which made Indigo giggle.

Then Brookeira's started to get a distinctly blue tinge, and Hacker Dee's an orange one. Hacker Dee's kitten's tail stretched and zigzagged. Within a few moments, there was a Pikachu and a Mudkip where two kittens had been.

Brookeira cried with delight and tried to hug her Mudkip but her Mudkip ran into the kitchen and came back a moment later dragging a fried fish. Brookeira pulled it away. "NO. That is for LUNCH," She said sternly. "Mudkip," The mudkip said sadly. Brookeira got an apple and lured the Mudkip into her lap. "You need a name... I'll call you Icy." Hacker Dee's pokemon was a great deal friendlier, jumping right into Hacker Dee's lap and licking her face like a puppy. Hacker Dee named it Dee Dee.

(Brookeira's Mudkip, Icy, and the apple)

(Dee Dee leaping into Hacker Dee's lap)

"Lunch is ready!" Cayke called. The CBers headed to the table, wondering what powers they would acquire.