'It has been several days now. Since then I have been narrowing down my choices by special skills required, and by arranging several tests for my candidates. Now I believe I have found the perfect 7 for my team. All I need to do now is to send out the invitations and badges and hope they respond favorably.'


X Middle School

"SURPRISE!" the members of the X Middle School safety patrol cheered as their two finest officers entered the room. Presenting them with a fancy cake with the number 100 decorated on it.

"Well this is a surprise. What's the occasion?" Fillmore asked.

"I've been going over the records, and you two have just made your 100th arrest." Commissioner Vallejo congratulated taking a sip of his cocoa.

"Has it really been a hundred?" Ingrid said as she took a slice of cake.

"You're the one with the photographic memory you tell us," Karen teased.

Closing her eyes, Ingrid rubbed the sides of head and counted off. "Yup it has been a hundred." Ingrid confirmed.

"Even so it not really something to celebrate," Fillmore said sternly.

"What do you mean?" Ingrid asked.

"Because this means that we encountered 100 delinquents. I was kind of hoping that there would be less than that here." Fillmore said sadly.

"I know it's not a perfect world but at least we're doing something about it. I mean that's why we became safety patrol. Besides any excuse to party right." Ingrid comforting him.

"Yeah you're right." Fillmore smiled as he took a slice of cake.

"Speaking of which, this came for you two." Vallejo said handing Fillmore an envelope addressed to him and Ingrid. Opening the letter Fillmore read:

To officers Cornelius Fillmore and Ingrid Third,

We have received word of your success and invite you two to the National Safety Patrol Convention. Here you will meet other top Safety Patrol Officers to exchange ideas and strategies. We are looking forward to seeing you here.

Fillmore looked at the train tickets and the strange badges that came with the invite. "So what do you think?" he asked suspiciously.

"I've been in the force for a long time and I've never heard of a Safety Patrol convention," Vallejo said.

"Maybe it's a new thing they've just started," O'Farrell shrugged.

"Or it could be a trap," Ingrid suggested.

"Either way this bolds checking out. If it's real then we have nothing to worry about and it might be fun and informative meeting with other Safety Patrol Officers." Fillmore said.

"And if it is a trap?" Ingrid asked.

"We spring the trap of course," Fillmore smiled confidently.


Pleasant Hills

"Ah another successful replacement." Todd smiled taking off his fake moustache, knowing fully well this replacement he set up will make life miserable for his life long nemesis Buzz Winters, who made the request.

"You know this is a job right and not your personal revenge system," Riley lectured him.

"Oh come on, what's the point of having the world's coolest job if you can't abuse it for your own personal gain from time to time?" Todd argued.

"Well responsibility for one thing," Riley pointed out. Which got Todd to gag at her since he hates that word. "It's also illegal for another." That got his attention, but only for a second.

"Well it's a good thing I'm still a minor." Todd brushed off. Believing that even if what his sister says is true, he still won't actually go to prison.

"Actually, if the crime is severe enough even the youngest child can be trialled as an adult." their mother Agent K informed him coming out of her secret hiding place under the carpet.

"Hi mom," the kids greeted. After years of her popping out of strange places due to her being a spy and all, Todd and Riley are no longer startled at her sudden appearances. In fact thanks to her training, they can spot a disguise or a person hiding a mile away. Which makes playing hide and seek and finding Waldo very easy and very boring.

"So I can really go to jail for real because of this?" Todd gulped.

"Oh yes, in fact I've apprehended few executive minors who've done similar crimes." Agent K informed him. Again Todd gulped in terror since he knows how much his mom likes to brag about her work. Which is weird her being a spy and all. "Speaking of executive minors, this came for you." Agent K handed her kids a letter. "I don't know how that mailman got past my surveillance but I'll be ready for him tomorrow," Agent K swore. Riley opened it up and quickly read through it.

"What's it say?" Todd asked impatiently.

"It's an invite for weekend meeting for all Junior Executives. Where we will talk about world market and business practices." Riley said with excitement.

"Boring," Todd yawn.

"Did I forget to mention that it's taking place at Great Wolf Lodge and it's a parent free event." Riley added.

"Can we go mom?" Todd asked enthusiastically, already planning on all sorts of mischief.

"I don't know, an invitation for all the wealthiest kids with no supervision. I smell a trap. Let me investigate this before you go off." Agent K ordered before using her cable gun to swing away.

"But according to this the train is about to leave soon." Riley said.

"Let's ask C.A.R. if he'll take us to the train station." Todd suggested.

"What? You want to disobey your mother, who by the way is my owner and my partner, and you want me to be an accomplice?" C.A.R. gasped, or he would if he had a mouth. Him being an A.I. car and all.

"So does that mean no?" Todd sulked.

"Actually it means if I can have you two out of my hood for the weekend then of course I'll help. Hop in." C.A.R. said opening his doors. "And if it is a trap, so much the better." C.A.R. muttered. The kids were far too excited to hear that last part.


A. Nigma High

"Man it feels good to get out of school at the end of the day," Lee said after the final bell rung.

"What, you don't miss being the Detentionaire," his best friend Cam teased.

"Hey I'm not like Biffy," Lee shot back.

"What's wrong with Biffy?" Biffy asked mysteriously appearing behind them.

"Oh I just mean that I don't really like detention like you do," Lee said nervously. Even though the two of them are friends and have saved the world together, Lee still thinks that Biffy is intends on killing him one day. "Speaking of which, you don't have detention today?"

"That's right I do love detention, but not today. In fact it's the reason I wanted to see you." Biffy said ominously. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a letter and handed it to Lee.

Dear Mr. Biffy T. Goldstein and Mr. Lee Ping,

We represent a big Television network and we are interested in doing a piece on the Prank at A. Nigma High. Since the two of you were in the middle of it we'd like to hear your side of the story. There are tickets and special badges included in this letter. Oh there will also be an all you can eat buffet provided. We hope to see you two and only you two soon.

Sign
the Network

"What? No fair, why only you two man? I mean I was in the middle of everything too." Cam complained.

"Yeah right, while we were risking our lives investigating Green Apple Splat, you were busy running for student body president." Biffy teased.

"Hey that was a distraction so that Lee can sneak out of detention. Not to mention how much it helped to have a friend like me in high places." Cam argued. "Besides I thought I was a pretty good president, you know before the scandal."

"Well I'll be sure to mention that little footnote," Biffy teased.

"You better," Cam warned.

"Say Biffy, why do you even want to do this? You hate getting attention." Lee asked.

"Oh I don't care about the attention, I want that all you can eat buffet." Biffy said.

"That's good as any reason to check this out," Lee agreed.


Nod's Limbs

A poor mailman nervously made his way to Tower Mansion. Carefully tiptoeing to the mailbox, he breathed a sigh of relief that nothing has happened to him. But as he opened the mailbox a giant orange beast jumped out at him! The mailman screamed in terror as he fled the mansion dropping his mailbag with all his letters. "Well done brother," Ellen praised. "But why a big tabby cat?"

"I got the idea from a comic strip," Edgar said popping the inflatable cat sticking out of their mailbox.

"I'm sure Garfield would have been very proud," Ellen teased. Looking down on the pile of mail she spotted one with their address on it. "Oh hey this one is for us," she said opening the letter.

"Who's it from?" Edgar asked.

"Ugh, it's from that Twinstitute. They way they want to give us another chance to enroll." Ellen read.

"Why would we even want to go back to that snobbish school, even though it has all those wonderful instruments that I can only dream of getting." Edgar lost in thought about the last time he was there.

"And the plants. Oh what I could do with them." Ellen drooled.

"Ehem, I see no reason why we can't just indulge them," Edgar suggested. Truthfully hoping that they will accept them this time around; and if they don't he can just blow the place up.

"Wait, they want us to come this weekend." Ellen gasped showing her brother the invite.

"So what?" Edgar wondering what the problem is.

"Stephanie's birthday party. We were planning to crash it, literally!" Ellen reminded him. Directing his attention to the armored Police Tank that Edgar found in the gadget graveyard, and has been working on for weeks to use on Stephanie's party.

Edgar was conflicted; on one hand he really wants a shot at going to the Twinsititute, but he really wants to drive a tank through Stephanie's party. "Well this is a once, actually twice in a lifetime opportunity," Edgar argued taking one of the badges for himself.

"I guess sacrifices have to be made," Ellen said sadly taking the other badge. Ruining Stephanie's birthday was always the highlight of the year for her. Ellen just feels empty not doing it.

"Hey on the bright side, at least we know that Stephanie will be having another birthday next year for us to ruin." Edgar said hoping to cheer up his sibling.

"That's true," Ellen smiled. After all it did give her something to look forward to.


Skool

"I tell you Gaz, Zim is up to something," Dib rambled on watching his nemesis leaving.

"Who cares? He's to dumb to actually do anything." Gaz argued as she angrily stepped on her brother's foot.

"Ow," Dib straining to endure the pain while still keeping an eye on Zim. After Zim left the skool grounds Dib got up. "Come on we've got to follow him." Dib yelled chasing after Zim.

"Whatever," Gaz said walking off in the opposite direction.

"Good thinking Gaz I'll chase him while you cut him off." Dib thinking that Gaz is taking a shortcut to intercept Zim. Even though she's just going home. As Dib rounded a corner near Zim's house, he bumped into a strange fat man wearing a trench coat and fedora. "Excuse me sir." Dib apologized and about to resume the chase, hoping to catch Zim before he makes it to the safety of his house.

"Wait Agent Mothman," the man said.

"Who are you? And how do you know my code name?" Dib asked.

"I'm Agent Piggut and my eye is swollen." the man said. Dib recognizes the code phrase to identify members of the Swollen Eyeball.

"Are you hear to help me with my mission against Zim?" Dib asked.

"No forget your normal human green friend, we have another assignment for you." Agent Piggut reached into his trench coat and pulled out a letter. "We have received word that a powerful new doomsday weapon is been developed and will be presented at a special tech convention. We need you to find it and safeguard it. These tickets and special badges will allow you entrance into the convention. Any questions?"

"Why me?" Dib had to know, since he's fully aware that he isn't well liked in the Swollen Eyeball.

"Because we have been watching you for a long time, and we are fully confident that you are the man for this mission." Agent Piggut said. "Also our benefactor specifically said if we got you to do it we'd be paid a special bonus."

"I won't let you down," Dib saluted. "But why are there two badges?"

"That's a spare," Piggut said.

"Spare for what?" Dib wondered.

"Piggy!" Gir squealed as the little robot disguised as a green dog came jumping down on Dib.

"Hey get off of me!" Dib demanded.

"Okay," Gir complied holding one of the badges.

"Hey give that back!" Dib demanded.

"No piggy is mine," Gir laughed as he ran into the house.

"Oh no," Dib cried.

"It's alright Agent Mothman, this is why we have a spare." Agent Piggut assured him. "And we were also ordered to let that dog steal it," Agent Piggut whispered staring at Zim's house.

"Huh?' Dib getting all confused.

"Don't you have a train to catch," Agent Piggut reminded him. Looking at the tickets Dib realized that the train was going to be leaving soon. Believing that this mission is more important than Zim, Dib ran as fast as he could to the train station.

Inside Zim's secret base under his house. "So this thing is the key to obtaining some new doomsday weapon." Zim said examining the badge.

"That's what the funny looking man with the funny name said." Gir reported.

"Then I must beat the Dib to this weapon whatever it is, and I will because I am Zim!" Zim ranted.

"Wait I want my piggy back," Gir said grabbing the badge.

"No Gir I need it," Zim ordered.

"No!" Gir shaking his head.

"Here I'll trade you for some ugh pizza," Zim gagged as he picked up a moldy slice of pizza that Gir surprisingly missed. Oh how he can't stand earth food.

"Okay," Gir said handing Zim the badge, Zim then tossed the pizza slice at Gir who happily ate it all up. Good thing robots can't die of food poisoning.


Echo Creek

"Yay, it's the weekend, school's over! No more pencils, no more books, no more teacher's dirty looks." Star Butterfly happily sang as she did several somersaults and conjuring up some pretty rainbow fireworks in celebration.

"Only for two days Star," Marco Diaz reminded her.

"Oh Marco why do you always have to nit pick the details. Let's just enjoy our time off." Star preached.

"Okay, what do you want to do? Go to the pirate dimension? See how pointy head is doing at St. Olga's?" Marco suggested.

"Yeah those are all good, but right now I want to beat up that suspicious character that keeps coming to your house everyday!" Star growled as she charged towards the intruder scaring him away. "And don't come back!" Star warned. "Why does he keep coming back?"

"Star I keep telling you that's the mailman. It's his job to deliver the mail. That's why he comes by everyday." Marco tried to explain again. "Oh looks like I got some mail.," Marco said opening this strange envelope. 'Dear Marco Diaz,' Marco read. 'This is the National School Safety Board. We are informing you that we have received several of your recommendations on how we can make our schools safer and would like discuss the matter with you personally. Inside we have included two train tickets and special badges. So that you and a friend can come to our main office.'

"Oh a trip, looks like we know what we're doing this weekend." Star said with great anticipation.

Marco smiled as he continued reading. 'We look forward to hours upon hours of meetings, analyzing, and discussions about the future of our school's policies.' "Sounds like fun huh Star," Marco said with excitement only to be horrified with Star's sagging facial expression.

"Are you kidding! If I wanted to waste my weekend on a dumb meeting I would have joined my father at this ambassador's luncheon. No thanks I'm out of here. Rocket Bunnies!" Star chanted pointing her wand to the ground. A magical blast propelled her skyward leaving a trail of bunnies behind her.

"Looks like I'm going to need a new plus one," Marco said looking at the spare ticket and badge. "Maybe Jackie Lynn Thomas will want to go with me," Marco swooned as hearts started to form in his eyes. Already imagining himself impressing her with his debating skills and new innovative safety ideas.

"What you got there Marco," a creepy voice asked.

"Ah! Janna don't sneak up on me like that!" Marco scolded.

"I didn't sneak, you were just too busy daydreaming to notice me." Janna giggled. Truthfully she was sneaking, but she enjoys making Marco feel stupid. "So what is that?" she asked again.

"If you must know, this is an invitation to School Safety Board Office. They want me and one other to meet with them to discuss safety regulations." Marco said proudly.

"Wow you're reputation as the safe kid is finally paying off." Janna teased.

"Hey I'm not a safe kid. I'm a rebel, a bad boy!" Marco insisted.

"Right, so when do we leave?" Janna asked.

"Oh no, your not going with me." Marco shaking his head.

"Of course I am, I stole your other ticket and this little pig thing." Janna said holding up the ticket and badge before running off.

"JAAAANNNNNAAA!" Marco screamed as he chased after her.


Piedmont

"Oh boy the weekend at last. I thought it would never get here." Mabel cheered.

"Yeah, so what do you want to do? Go to the movies? Mall? Check out the latest monster magazines?" Dipper asked.

"I want to do them all!" Mabel screamed into the air. Normally Dipper would be embarrassed about Mabel's behavior, but after all that happen in Weirdmageddon, he's just happy that she's still around.

"Yo Mapes," this boy sporting a punk rock look said.

"Hi Mordecai. How's the band?" Mabel swooned. Dipper on the other hand sulked. He didn't know much about this guy, only that he's in some garage band and has obviously never read anything higher than Dr. Seuss. Also he is currently Mabel's crush of the week. Of course the fact that he doesn't even know Mabel's name doesn't bode well for this imaginary relationship.

"Great, the teach says we can practice in the gym, so me and the guys are about to jam. Want to watch?" Mordecai asked.

"Oh yes. Yes. YES!" Mabel cheered.

"But Mabel, I thought we were going to hang out?" Dipper whined.

"No proble brah, you can watch us too." Mordecai invited.

"No thanks I'm going to be busy." Dipper rejected.

"Shoot yourself," Mordecai shrugged as he headed off to the gym. With Mabel following him; leaving Dipper all alone.

"I can't believe I gave up a chance to be Uncle Ford's apprentice for this," Dipper sighed. It's times like this when he really wishes he's back in Gravity Falls with his girlfriend Pacifica. Just then Mabel's pet pig Waddles started cuddling up on Dipper's leg. "Hey Waddles, what are you doing here? Did Mabel sneak you in to school again?" Dipper asked scratching the pig behind the ear. Waddles simply squealed joyfully. "If you're looking for Mabel she's in the gym." Dipper pointing the way, which he knows is moot since Waddles can't understand him. However the pig didn't run off. Instead he kept nudging Dipper in another direction. Not knowing what's going on, Dipper followed the pig to the school's parking lot. There he spotted a familiar looking limo, and inside a very familiar girl. "Waddles did you bring me here for this?" Dipper asked. Waddles just happily squealed as he rolled around in the mud. "I suppose that's giving you too much credit, but thanks anyways." Dipper smiled giving the pig a quick belly rub before going to meet with Pacifica.

"Dipper you're here," Pacifica greeted giving him a hug.

"Of course I'm here but what are you doing here?" Dipper asked.

"Well I received this invite the other day," Pacifica showing him the letter. "It's for a high society mystery house game. They were asking for two people and I thought that maybe you can help me win." Pacifica tells him. Dipper quickly reads the invite and then looks at the badges which are suppose to be a requirement for participation. While he really would like to do this, it is rather sudden. Plus he's not sure how his parents or Mabel will react to him leaving for the whole weekend. "I already asked your mom and she says it's fine," Pacifica assured him almost as if she could read his mind.

That left only Mabel, but considering how she just ditched him to go drooling after some guy, he sees no reason why he can't ditch her to spend some quality time with his girlfriend who came all the way down here from Oregon just to see him. "Sure why not," Dipper said accepting her invitation.

"Great let's hurry to the train station," Pacifica instructed. Dipper quickly got into the limo but just before he could close the door, Waddles came jumping in. "Gross get that animal out of my car!" Pacifica demanded.

"Oh come on Pacifica, can't you just give the little guy a ride back to my house?" Dipper pleaded.

"Fine," Pacifica pouted.

Due to the schedule, the knew they didn't have time to drop off Waddles and head to the train station; so they headed for the station first, with Pacifica instructing the Chauffeur to drop the pig off at the Pines house and not the butcher. However once they reached the train station, Waddles jumped out of the car and ran straight towards the tracks. Dipper and Pacifica quickly gave chase, having to stop for a few seconds while the conductors checked their tickets, and soon found him at the track where their train was waiting.

"We got to catch him before he gets on that train," Dipper said as he ran after Waddles. But as soon as all three were on board the doors closed and the train started moving. "Oh great Mabel is not going to like this," Dipper groaned. It's bad enough that he's ditching her over the weekend, now Waddles is ditching her as well.

"Um Dipper something is not right here," Pacifica gulped.

"What do you mean?" Dipper asked only to see what she was talking about. Looking around in the train, they could only see 12 other people, all kids and they all have the same badges that he has. "Maybe there also going to that Mystery House?" Dipper said hopefully even though something inside him is pretty sure that's not the case.

Off to the side, Waddles smiled seeing that all of his selectees have accepted his invitation. Now he only hope that they will accept his proposal.