"Nailed it!"

Glitch laughed, locking Rasa in position, keeping a hand on his mouth to prevent the older dancer from raising the alarm. His iron grip was so hard that Rasa actually had a hard time breathing. Once the time machine closed again, Glitch let Rasa go and darted into hiding, out of the DCI leader's sight. With his speed, Glitch managed to nestle between two dancers without having to de-solidify himself. His dark red shoes hovered a few inches above the floor while Rasa frantically searched for the ghost-protégé.

Unbeknownst to the DCI leader, Glitch was beginning to sneak around again to trap his next prey: Lu$h. Angel and Aubrey were doing a duo dance, and the rest of DCI's agents were enjoying themselves or working the computers. Disinterested in them, Glitch waited until Rasa was a good distance away from him before flying to the time machine controller again. He selected the '80s and password-locked the decision so that it would be hard to reset the time coordinating.

Rasa was drawing himself further and further from the controls in search of the prodigy. Glitch knew that it was hard for Rasa to wander freely at the Headquarters, as he had to keep a close eye on the dance floor goings-on. Mo, noticing his odd behaviour, turned to question Rasa. Glitch kept his distance and waited until Boomy was fully powered. Rasa jolted hastily when Mo asked him on his wandering, and Glitch just waited as Rasa groped for am excuse.

"Just looking for something," said Rasa lamely in the end. Mo shrugged, and Glitch had to stifle a soft giggle. Meanwhile, Aubrey was running her hands through her red hair, fixing the small pink ribbon. Angel rolled his eyes, but shied away when Aubrey gave him a death stare. The time machine opened, and light pooled over the room, so bright that Glitch shielded his eyes and looked away. Once the fierce light died away, Glitch looked back, and Angel and Aubrey were gone. Perfect, Glitch thought, and whipped around to see Rasa with crossed arms and one eyebrow raised. "What?" Glitch asked innocently. Luckily, Rasa hadn't seen him do anything, so the older dancer turned back to Lima.

Bah, Glitch scoffed in his head. Typical. Then he floated above the time machine, curious. He turned himself insubstantial, then carefully circled the machine, making sure he didn't go too far or plunge through the timestream again. If he did, Rasa would be the one to take him back, and there was no guarantee that it would be easy. After all, how could DCI's number one workaholic explain that he needed the entire Headquarters empty? Glitch shook his head, losing interest on the machine. He turned back to position himself next to Mo, waiting for his chance to send Flash4ward to the '70s.

Taye was already preparing herself for the dance, while her younger sister Lil'T was in deep conversation with one of the DCI agents. She seemed oblivion to the fact that she would have to go soon. Taye pulled her over, and she protested crossly. The older sister had a difficult time silencing the girl. Glitch rolled his eyes. The action could take forever to start. Meanwhile, Lil'T kept going on and on about her 'wonderful conversation.'

"I wanted to know how the time machine worked!"

"Well too bad, it's time for us to use it." Taye grabbed her sister's wrist. Lil'T fought back.

"Don't forget we didn't clean up last time."

"Girl, I told you before. You weren't even born yet." Taye dragged her sister to the Boomy, and Lil'T stopped her rambles and began to dance. Glitch waited until Rasa was once more out of hearing-and-seeing range. The ghost-prodigy rubbed his hands together, solidifying himself and choosing the '70s, but Rasa caught him. "Don't think you can outwit me twice," hissed the older man into Glitch's unsuspecting ear.

How the Holy Chocolate Popsicles did he get here so fast? Glitch thought, but then laughed. "I have, and now it's time to add one more prank to the list. Would you like another strangling?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow and walking closer to Rasa each second, knowing how intimidating a ghost would look like that way.

Rasa's eyes darted around, and he was beginning to panic. Glitch quickly grabbed his arm, used a hand to gag the older dancer, and dragged him to a corner. Rasa grunted, but Glitch didn't let go. Luckily, everyone's eyes were on Flash4ward, so there was little chance of anyone noticing Rasa wrestling an invisible ghost. Glitch pulled Rasa down to all fours, then darted as fast as he could to the machine again, and reprogrammed the computers while Rasa frantically nudged dancers aside on the warpath to Glitch. Fortunately for the prankster, he had quick hands for typing, and had the computer on lock. Glitch sneaked through the watching crowd, avoiding Rasa.

Once Flash4ward were finished, Glitch laughed idiotically, mocking Rasa. Lima let the crew Flash4ward enter the time machine, and with another blinding flash of bright light, the two were gone to a different era. Not the one they desired, Glitch knew. He giggled again, imagining the looks on everyone's faces once they got to their eras. So it was Riptide to the '90s, Lu$h to the '80s, and Flash4ward to the '70s. Bodie would be confused, Emilia too. Aubrey wouldn't be pleased at all, while Angel would still concentrate on getting more fans. Taye and her sister would both try to figure out why the two DCI leaders 'accidentally' sent then to the wrong era. Rasa finally located the prankster, but failed to catch the sneaky prodigy as he leaped up and remained suspended in the air. Rasa glared angrily at the easygoing protégé, his hands clenching and unclenching ini fists. Glitch had to try so hard not to burst laughing again. He made a daring jump to grab Rasa's hair, annoying the older man again. Rasa darted off and Glitch gave up with his playful go-around. He pushed taller dancers aside and went to sit with Mo. His mentor was talking to a group of other DCI agents.

Glitch began to think of better ways to prank once Boomy got filled in with calls of frantic questions.

So, I've done one chapter, one more to go! Will hopefully be up by around... five a.m. American time. Or at least that's what I can make out by quick calculating. Time zones are so annoying sometimes :/

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed my chapter. Sorry if you find any typos, expect them fixed by tomorrow if you do. I will try to update as soon and as often as possible from now on. Please review your thoughts if you don't mind; a few sentences can help bend the plot for the better :)

Agent Glitch logging off, laptop shuttin' down.