Disclaimer: I don't own any recognizable characters mentioned in this non-profit Non-copyright infringement..-ing fic. If I did...Dustin and Hunter and Bronley would be in my closet...hopefully they'll all fit!
Author's Note: I totally like how I was writing this, then it shows up on Tubeyou then it's on Disney....WTF? It's all about timing I guess XD. Enjoi

Zenon was nearly jogging down the crowded halls trying to get to the landing bay. Maybe if her pod was done getting a thruster check she could take him back to Earth herself. She suddenly stopped in her tracks and pulled out her zap pad, "Dustin?" She looked around then walked over to the side by the wall and tapped the screen, "Dustin?"

"Whoa!" He wore a huge grin, the screen went from him to moving quickly back and forth, "Totally sweet....um, what's going on man"

"What year is it?"

"03' dude why?"

"Ok...um...I'll talk to you in a second" Her screen faded to black and she crossed her arms. Okay...her pod couldn't take him back fifty years probably but...She snapped her fingers. It was just a rumor but if she could get the time travel thing....hooked up to her pod then....she shook her head, that wouldn't work. "This is fully wiggy"


"Zenon!" Dustin looked up from his game of Solar Solitaire at the door, there was a length of silence so he rolled over to his back on the pink bed and continued playing. "Zenon!" The door opening caught him off guard and he dropped the zap pad on his forehead and it fell on to the floor.


"Are you okay?" Dustin opened his eyes to see a brunette standing over him.

"Yeah..." He sat up and rubbed his head.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming early" She crossed her arms and looked at the back of his head.

"Um..." He got of the bed and he scratched his neck, "Uh...look-I-"

"Okay...what are you wearing?"

"Oh c'mon, it's not that bad dude"

"'Dude' okay who are you and what have you done with my Bronley"




"Dustin" The two girls looked at him and he shrugged.

"Dustin? Okay...not that it's not fabulo that Bronley has a fully cute twin or whatever but he's kinda..." She made a face.

"Okay...Margie...Um...this is Dustin...Dustin, Margie...uh....wow, this is getting tricky major" she groaned, "Dustin...I...um...okay, you traveled through time...forward...almost fifty years" she said slowly, hoping he wouldn't freak out.

"You're....you're serious?" he shook his head, he knew he would have to find that moon goon to get back home....that's how things usually worked.

"Fully serious-" A loud alerting alarm sounded in the room from a central spot on the ceiling.

"What the heck!" Dustin coved his ears and looked at the two girls through squinted eyes.

"The Space Day's going into crisis mode extreme!" Zenon said as she looked around then the screeching alarm died down.

"We are now in lock down"

"No. No! This can't happen now," Zenon hit the palm of her hand on her door and the let out an exasperated groan.

"'Lock down'...that's bad right?" The earth ninja asked, pulling his hands from his ears and looking between the two girls.


"Zenon?" There was a distant bag on a door, "Zenon?"

"Bronley? Oh no...Oh no....okay!" She had a force calm look across her face.

"What is he doing here?" Margie asked with jealousy laced in her tone.

"Looking for you!" Zenon grabbed Dustin's yellow sleeve and pushed him into her closet, "Stay here" Dustin was in no position to protest, really. The space girl closed the door then all the ninja could here was faint voices and foot steps.


"No one...no one dumps me!" Dustin flinched at the pitch of her voice. He had been in the closet for a good while now and the only thing he's been hearing was mumbling so the shrill voice caught him off guard.

Seconds later Zenon followed Margie and some guy into her room and she hand him her zap pad, "All circuits are blocked"

"What?" Someone sounded a bit mad.

"That's weird," The blonde took the pad from him and pressed a few buttons on the pad, "You can't call out to anyone off the Space Day"

"Stranded? Again!...That's why your Space Day is-" His accented voice was cut off when the closet door flew open and Dustin fell out, wrapped in stockings and long sleeved shirts.

"Dustin!" Zenon came to his side and helped him get to his feet, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine dude, I just-"

"What's this? Another trick Zenon?" Bronley took five steps closer to the earth ninja till their toes nearly touched the jabbed a finger into his chest.

"Hey! What was that for?" Dustin complained as he rubbed the pulsing spot. The Aussie looked at Z with a look that was mix of, appalled, shock, and pissed.

"Um...Dustin...this is Bronley...Bronley...this is Dustin" Zenon said slowly.

"No one makes a clone of Bronley Hale!"