Darla and Amber looked among Zenon's clothes as she then sat on her bed.

"Uh, sorry about those cracks about Earth..." Zenon said to them. "I was just doing it because everyone else was doing it."

"It's okay." Darla said as she chose a dress.

"What's this shirt made out of?" Amber asked.

"Don't they have Spandex on Earth?" Zenon scoffed to them.

"Yes, we do." Amber said.

"Then how do you not know about it?" Zenon asked.

"Uhh..." Darla and Amber weren't sure how to answer that.

Nebula came to see her best friend.

"We've just, uh, never seen Spandex like this." Amber said.

"Mm-hmm..." Zenon and Nebula hummed.

'This is now getting awkward.' Darla thought to herself.

"Wanna see my entry for the Microbe contest?" Zenon offered. "It's not finished or anything, but... Whatya think?" she then took out a doll-sized version of the boy of her dreams.

"I didn't know you could do a whole sculpture!" Nebula gasped in jealousy. "I just did a dumb essay about what dancing with Proto Zoa would mean to me."

"How did you do a whole sculpture of him?" Darla asked.

"I'm very talented," Zenon replied. "Besides, you're a very lunarious writer, Neb. I'm sure it was impressive major."

"Yeah." Amber smiled.

"You don't have any stellar chain I could use for his guitar, do you?" Zenon then asked her best friend.

"No, but tomorrow's Compactor Day." Nebula replied which made Zenon smile, but Darla and Amber looked lost.

"What's Compactor Day?" Darla asked.

"That's when people throw out their junk and anyone who wants it can have it," Nebula explained. "I'm sure the Central Discard Bin's filled with all kinds of quality junk."

"Trash Day." Amber and Darla then said to each other.

"Let's go!" Zenon smiled.

"Can't," Nebula replied. "Math homework."

"What's the math problem?" Amber asked.

"Here, I'll show you." Nebula said as she took out her math homework.

'I wonder how hard it is.' Amber thought to herself.

Nebula showed her math homework to Amber. Amber bit her lip as it seemed advanced, but she thought long and hard about it as her Aunt Anita was rather good at math and she helped in the best way that she could. And where she surprisingly got the answers right. Nebula took Amber's notes.


"If you get an F, I'm sorry," Amber said. "Math's not one of my strong suits, I'm more of a gymnast."

"Amber, you got all the answers right." Nebula said.

"I... I did?" Amber asked shyly.

"I just checked them all," Nebula smiled. "Thanks so much for your help!"

Amber rubbed her arm with a shy smile back. "Erm, no problem."

"Looks like math might be your thing after all." Darla said.

"Looks like you got a new math tutor." Amber smirked.

"Darn..." Darla pouted as she hated that subject.

"Have you guys met the Wyndom Beast yet?" Nebula asked.

"What's the Wyndom Beast?" Darla and Amber asked.

"That's just what we call Wyndom." Nebula said.

"Ohh." Darla and Amber said then.

"No, but I heard he got in a few hours ago," Zenon replied. "And because life isn't hard enough, plank the blank plucked my parents into being his tour guide. Pressure major or what?"

"You said it." Amber said.

Nebula nodded in agreement with her best friend.

'We gotta think of something to occupy us.' Darla thought to herself.


Later on, Darla and Amber came back. Atticus got a radio for the girls to listen to to remind them of music back home and it played Hannah Montana since girls their age liked the pop singer back home.

"Nice music." Amber smiled.

"I do like pop music..." Darla said. "Nothing compares to Cousin Thorn and the other Hex Girls though."

"Yeah." Atticus nodded.

"Thanks, Atticus." Darla and Amber smiled.

Atticus smiled back.

"At least we have some music from home." Amber smiled.

"I thought that might help," Atticus said. "Cherry goes nuts when she doesn't have her music."

"Yikes." Darla said.

"Yeah... It's not a pretty picture... Good thing I have magic now." Atticus agreed.

"Yeah." Amber smiled.

"I'll catch you girls later, stay out of trouble." Atticus warned.

"We will." Darla and Amber promised.

Atticus then went to see the others.

"I'm going to keep an eye on you girls." Patch said.

"We're no trouble at all though." Darla smiled as she hugged her knees.

"Yeah, you know I wouldn't do anything, Patch." Amber added in.

"I know, I just got nothing to do." Patch said.

Amber and Darla pet him gently then.


Jessica looked out the window as she looked down to Earth.

"You really like space, huh, Sis?" Atticus asked his older sister.

"When I was a kid, I've always had dreams of space..." Jessica replied. "That's why I hang around Professor Kaufman all the time in school."

"Well, who wouldn't dream about wanting to go into space?" Atticus asked.

"I used to dream of being an astronaut..." Jessica smiled.

"Cool." Atticus smiled.

"Just going up in the air... Meeting aliens..." Jessica smiled back dreamily. "You ever dream of space?"

"Mostly about Superman..." Atticus replied. "I sometimes wanted to help save Krypton."

"And how did each dream end?" Jessica asked.

"Usually an explosion came and I'd wake up..." Atticus replied. "Then around then when I'd get over it, I heard the morning clock."

"That's so sad." Jessica frowned.

"Loved getting adopted, hated Lady Tremaine and her daughters..." Atticus replied.

"I really wanted you back..." Jessica said. "The night you were taken from us was the worst day of my life."

"I can tell." Atticus said.

"Did you ever wonder about me?" Jessica asked.

"I knew I had an older sibling, but everyone called you 'Jessie', so I wasn't sure if you were a brother or a sister." Atticus admitted.

"That's understanding." Jessica said.

"You like the name Jessie?" Atticus asked.

"Mostly from when I was little..." Jessica replied. "I heard Mom named me after a doll she had when she was a little girl."

"That's what she told me too." Atticus said.

"I do like Jessie, but mostly when I was little..." Jessica said. "When I turned ten, I thought it was babyish."

"Well, it is a nice nickname." Atticus said.

"Thanks, Atty." Jessica smirked.

"Oh, ha ha." Atticus smirked back.

Jessica giggled before then yawning. "I better hit the hay."

"I'll be right there, you have a good night." Atticus smiled to his big sister.

"Night." Jessica smiled back as she went to get some sleep.

Atticus soon started to lift weights. It was a long night for him as he couldn't fall asleep just yet.