This is a pre-villain fanfic. Which means that this is set in the days when the WK universe was villain free. (As if there was such a time)

Spot a reference from another PBS kids show, BTW.

Anyway, enough jibber-jabber, and let's begin! R&R!

Early in the morning, at about 3:00 AM, when everything is deathly silent...

"GAMES!"

(Srry...)

"Hey, Martin, bro!"

The said person grumbled, pulling a pillow closer and ignoring his brother completely. This didn't deter Chris, as he felt a forcefully thrown pillow at him.

"WHAAAAT?" Peering at the clock, he forced himself to sit up, his younger brother towering over him. "It's just 5:00AM. Don't you wanna sleep?" Chris sighed and gestured towards the bathroom. Martin glanced in the direction gestured, then frowned. "Is Fred awake?" he asked. Before his brother could answer, however he felt a rubbing beside his feet and looked down. "Does that answer your question?" The other replied, picking up Fred. Fred was a yellow cat they had adopted from the streets and brought at times when they creature adventured. "So... What's wrong?"

Hesitating a moment, he set Fred down and led Martin to the bathroom. He stood in front of the sink, seemingly observing his reflection in the mirror. Noticing that Martin had fallen asleep standing up, he grabbed his brother's wrist, and positioned them so that they were staring right into the mirror. "What now?" The older asked, rubbing his eyes. When Chris tapped the mirror, however, he immediately perked up.

Where Chris had tapped the glass, it rippled and resumed being solid-looking. "I don't understand. This is the only time it did that... Oh, besides, my toothbrush fell in." Turning for a moment as Fred stubbornly rubbed against him, he looked back and found Martin with an arm inside the mirror and sticking a tongue out. His expression should've made Chris laugh if he wasn't busy computing what wrong could happen. "Bro, GET YOUR ARM OUTTA THERE RIGHT NOW!" Martin ignored him and kept scrounging inside. Moments after, he pulled out his brother's toothbrush. "Got it- WOAH-" The chair he was standing on to reach deeper, and he fell backwards into the mirror.

For a few minutes Chris stared at the mirror in horror, then rushed to their room to pack. No way was he going there without preparing. "Powersuit, first aid, creature pod..." In another minute he was ready. Hesitating for a while, he stepped up the chair and climbed into the mirror.