Chapter 3

Lava sat up and rubbed her head. She looked around at her surrounding but saw nothing. It was completely dark.

"S-sharkboy?" She was frightened by not knowing where she was. She stood up and walked around, suddenly running into a wall. She stumbled back a little and touched her nose carefully,

"Ow." She continued walking around, this time with her arms out in front of her. As she was walking, she remembered the lava flowing through her. She could hardly see the fire in her underneath that dress. She immediately ripped it off, grinning when she saw her normal self underneath. She hadn't been like this for three years! She felt glad she was becoming her old self again. She made two fists and her heat began flowing faster. Her lava light up the room, and she gaped at her surroundings.

"This looks like a bedroom…" It was a bedroom…but she didn't know who's it was. She held out her hand and searched for something to light the room…other than herself. She was careful not to touch anything, and she found a light switch. She turned it on and blinked as the room became even brighter. She let herself cool down as she wandered around, looking for a clue of where she might be. It was definitely a girl's room. Lave heard the doorknob turning and she tried to hide, but she was too late. The door swung all the way open, just to see Lavagirl standing in the middle of the room, smiling innocently. Her smile turned into a surprised stare at the girl at the door.

"Lavagirl?" The girl was as surprised as Lava was.

"Ice Princess!"

"Actually, its Marissa." Lava blinked. A loud ringing noise filled the room and Lava blinked again. "That must be Max." Marissa said, edging towards her phone.

"Max?" Lavagirl said quietly.

"Hello?" Marissa said. "Oh, hey Max! You'll never guess who is in my room!" Marissa frowned as Max said something over the phone. "Wait, Sharkboy's there?"

Lavagirl practically squealed with delight when Marissa said that.

"Sharkboy!" She said happily. She was glad they hadn't ended up in two separate universes.

Sharkboy was standing in Max's room, watching Max talk on the phone. He heard someone squeal and yell his name. He knew it was Lava.

"WHAT!" he yelled back. Max rolled his eyes at him.

"Quit yelling, Sharkboy! There on the other line, not the other room!" Sharkie wrinkled his nose.

"What other line? I don't even see the first line!" He crossed his arms. "Earth is weird." He mumbled. Max turned to him, still on the phone.

"I mean, they are talking to me through the phone. They're really down the street." Sharkboy looked at Max like he was stupid.

"Earth is still weird!" He said. Max huffed and told Marissa bye, hanging up the phone.

"We're meeting them at Linus' house. Put this sweatshirt on and these pants. We don't want to draw attention to ourselves." Max threw a big hood sweatshirt at him, as to cover his dorsal fin. He also threw a pair of baggy jeans. Sharkboy attempted to put the jeans on, but every time he got them up, they went right back down.

"These are a jillion times too big!" He said, glaring at Max. "How do you expect me to wear these?" Max handed him a belt. Sharkboy looked at it with confusion. "Whats that?" Max sighed and put the belt on for him.

"It's a belt. It holds up your pants to they don't fall to your ankles when your walking!"

"Why do these pants have to be so big?" Sharkie whined, squirming in the material.

"So people don't see your fins on your legs!" Max exclaimed. He was getting a little frustrated, but he knew it wasn't Sharkboy's fault. "Now hurry up and put that hoodie on. We need to go!" Sharkboy did as he was told…with much difficulty.