Later, at the Luthor Mansion, Lex was watching something on his new television when Chloe arrived, with Lois and Clark by her side.

"Chloe!" he announced when he noticed her. "I'm glad you came!"

"So, Lex, Chloe told us about this new TV. What is it for?" Clark asked, curious, as Lex smiled proudly.

"Luthorcorp is testing some meteor rocks as a satellite. Turns out the image is 80 more accurate than the ordinary ones."

"Really?" Lois asked as she looked out the window. The storm was getting closer and the rain was worse. "Do you mind if we test it?" Lois asked as she picked up the remote and started to switch channels.

"It's not working properly, yet. I still have to call somebody to fix it. I found some technical problems during the switch," Lex explained, looking worried.

"Lois, can you give the remote back to him?" Clark stole the remote.

"Clark, you seem really annoyed today, you know that?" Lois snapped at him, irritated.

"Well… you're annoyed every day," Clark snapped back.

"Give me the remote back, Clark!" Lois plucked the remote from his hand.

Suddenly, a storm burned the electric cables of the TV, shutting down all the power.

"Great! Look what you did, Clark!" Lois complained, but she noticed nobody answered. "Clark?" No answer again. "Chloe? Lex?"

Lois looked around her and noticed she was in a cemetery at the night with a red-headed young girl and a brunnete guy by her sides.

"Buffy, you have to kill him, now!" the red-head screamed.

"Buffy?" Lois asked, confused. Then, she noticed she was holding a stake. "Holy Crap!"

Chloe sat up in a dark room and looked around, noticing a drawer, which held some candles and a match. She lit up one and noticed she wasn't alone.

"Veronica? Are you okay?" an older bald man worriedly asked her.

"Yes. It was just the storm that- wait, did you just call me Veronica?" Chloe asked, confused.

"Veronica Mars, are you joking with your old father? Because I don't think this is the best time."

"Veronica Mars?" Chloe sundelly realized what had happened. She had been sucked into a different dimension- the TV. "Oh, no!"

Far away from Earth, Clark was floating in space, wearing a space suit. Another guy was next to him, wearing a similar outfit as well as a mask.

"So, do you think you can fix the Watch Tower, Superman?" he asked him moodily.

"Superman?" Clark asked, confused, before he noticed how very cartoonish he looked.

"Clark, we need to fix that today. Can we? The Justice League is waiting for us."

"Batman, Superman, are you listening to me?" A young woman voice asked from their communication devices.

"Yes, Diana?" Batman replied, looking angrily at Clark.

"Superman, Batman, Diana, Justice League?" Clark asked, trying to understand what was going on when sundelly he realized. "I'm stuck in the TV," he said to himself so Batman wouldn't hear him.

Lex couldn't breathe. Literally. His breath was heavier than usual, and he was wearing a helmet on his head, making everything dark. Lex took it off and instantly recognized it (he was a big science fiction fan). "What the hell?"

"Darth Vader, we are ready!" A strange creature grinned at him as he looked in the mirror and noticed his outfit. He touched the mirror and smiled evilly. "No way!"

TBC