Are you ready for more craziness from Papillon? Let's hope so. Now, this next fic has multiple parts, but it's not a chapter fic (thank goodness!). Instead, it's just several parts.

This fic is kinda odd, I suppose. It came from a bunch of "What would happen if Dive…" ideas. I just put them all together. Enough o' dat. Onto the fic!

Disclaimer: I don't own Mighty Ducks. (Simple, ain't it?)

(By the way, in this fic the Ducks have been on Earth for nearly three years. Nosedive's 18).

Teenagers!

Part 1

            Nosedive was bored, as Nosedive often was. It was like any other day at the Pond, so there was nothing to do.

            Dive was sitting cross legged on his bed trying to find something to do. He blew the stray hairs out of his face and thought. The hair fell back into his face. He blew it away again, only to have it return to its annoying position. Nosedive grumbled and hopped off his bed. He looked in the mirror.

            I guess I've been getting a little shaggy…Dive thought as he ran his fingers through his long blonde hair. I haven't cut it in ages. He thought for a while, staring at himself in the mirror. Finally he shrugged. "What the heck," he said, and left the room.

            Wildwing leaned back in his chair. He hated monitor duty, unless his turn was with Nosedive. But he was paired up with Grin today. Grin was ok, just not one for conversation. Besides, he was busy meditating.

            The door fooshed open. "Where's Nosedive?" asked Mallory, walking up to Drake 1.

            "I dunno. He left a couple hours ago. He said he had an errand to run," said Wing. "Why? What did he do now?"

            Mallory leaned against the consul. "Nothing…" she said, watching Grin. "It's just really quiet around here. One can never be too careful." Wildwing nodded.

            The door fooshed open again and Nosedive walked in. Mallory's eyes widened.

            "What the…" Wildwing turned around. His eyes widened, too.

            Nosedive's once-long hair was now cropped to his ears. Two strands hung down in front of his face. He raised an eyebrow.

            "What?" he asked.

            "Your hair!" Mallory sputtered. Wildwing stood up.

            "Yea, so?"

            "You finally cut it!" said Wildwing, taking a section to examine.

            "Yea, I've been growing it out for awhile. I was in the mood for change. Dude, leggo!" He pulled away.

            "So you've finally decided to listen to me…" Wing said smiling.

            "Now why would I wanna do something stupid like that?" said Dive with a grin. Wing smacked him.

            "Whatever. It looks nice, Nosedive," said Mallory. "At least you don't look like a sheepdog anymore…"

            "I am insulted!" said Dive, smiling. "Yo, Wing, let's play Space Invaders!" He jumped over to the consul and pushed some buttons.

            Mallory shook her head as the brothers were sucked into a world of zombie alien videogames. Teenagers! She thought to herself.