A/n: Next chapter!!! Yeah so my bias toward Star Trek and some Lord of the Rings got in there. And bias against a few other things. Go figure. Enjoy! And review!

"Right," said Sparx, "let me get this straight. Somehow you two have switched bodies? I hear it, but I'm not sure I buy it."

"I wouldn't either," said Mark, "except that now I can stick my hand in a million volt transformer and it's actually healthy!" He emphasised the point by doing just that. "What happened, Ace? The rule book doesn't say anything about it."

"I told you, kid, this is a new dimension and a new set of rules. It must have been the amulet. That thing's pretty powerful. All that energy Lord Fear shot at it must have gone somewhere."

"Great! What are we going to do now?"

"At least Lord Fear doesn't know what's happened," said Sparx.

"Good, I don't think I know how to shoot these things," said Mark, looking at his wrist cannons.

"It's all in the wrist, kid."

"Thanks, Ace. That's really helpful."

"You're welcome." Ace looked at Mark, or rather himself. "I'm taller then I think."

Mark rolled his eyes.

"This is getting confusing!" grumbled Sparx.

"You're not stuck in this!" exclaimed Mark, gesturing down at himself.

"Hey! You make that sound like it's a bad thing."

"I didn't mean it quite like that. What are we going to do! I can't go home like this!"

"So… don't," said Ace. "Stay here until we can get this figured out."

"I can't! I'm supposed to be home in an hour."

"Right. Now you've got a problem."

"Maybe not," said Sparx.

"What?" they both asked.

"Well, Ace, as far as anyone else is concerned you're Mark so why don't you go cover for him. And Mark, since you're in Ace's body, you can stay here so the bad guys don't think we're vulnerable."

"But I can't shoot."

"They don't know that. Besides, I'll teach you."

"But, Sparx, you can't shoot that well either," said Ace.

"So?" growled Sparx.

"Wait!" said Mark. "This isn't a good idea. Ace can't cover for me. It's too hard! There's too much… politics… and, and… Oh no! I have a test tomorrow!" He started to panic a bit and nearly shot a hole in the roof when his wrist cannons went off.

"See," said Sparx, "he's learning already."

"Come on, kid. How hard can it be? You want hard? Try being a superhero."

"I guess I'm going to have to."

"So, you ready to do this?"

"I am if you are."

"Right. Wish me luck." Ace picked up Mark's bike and after inspecting it tried to ride it… and nearly fell off. "I'll… figure that out tomorrow," he said and walked it out instead.

"Help," said Mark, when Ace had left, "my life is over."

Sparx shrugged. "Could be worse."

"How?"

"You could've switched with me."

"Mark, there you are. It's nearly teatime. Where were you?"

"Um, hi… Mum. Just saving the world and stuff."

"Okay… but just make sure you get home in time. Now go set the table."

"Um… right."

Ace started looking through the kitchen cupboards.

"Mark… the plates are in that cupboard."

"Right, I knew that."

Ace finally managed to set the table. Unfortunately he didn't get the cutlery quite right.

"Mark," said Fiona, "you've given me two forks."

"I've got a spoon…" said Simon.

"Oh… sorry!" Ace started to rearrange the cutlery. "Um… what am I supposed to give you again?"

"One fork and one knife," said Fiona.

"Right, I'll go get some." Ace disappeared into the kitchen.

"Simon, are you sure Mark's alright? He's been acting a bit strange."

"Well he does have a science test tomorrow, maybe he's stressing out?"

"Oh, has he studied for that?"

"I'm not sure…"

"Mark," asked Fiona when Ace came back in, "have you studied for that science test tomorrow?"

"Ahh…" said Ace. How was he supposed to know? "Yeah, I studied for that." At least he hoped Mark had so that he wouldn't be lying. Then again Mark had been helping him a lot lately so he probably hadn't had the time. "Is it important?"

"Yes it's important! It counts for fifty percent of your science marks. You do know everything don't you?"

Ace figured he'd better say yes, Mark's Mum seemed a bit flustered. "Don't worry; I've got it under control." Which wasn't entirely true. Whether Mark had studied or not didn't matter; it'd have no effect on the test. Ace didn't feel too good about having to be dishonest.

"Okay, Mark," said Fiona, "just as long as you're confident."

Ace sat down and started trying to figure out how to actually use the cutlery.

Back at the Thunder Tower, Mark was looking through the cupboard for something to do. "Who lived here!?" he exclaimed after pulling out a Twister game, two Britney Spears albums and a yellow Furby.

"Hug me!!!" said the Furby.

"Ahh!!!"

"Watch out for the yellow thing," said Sparx, without even looking up from the book she was reading. "You won't find anything anyway."

"What are you reading anyway?"

Sparx flashed the cover at him.

"A romance novel?!"

"Like I said there's nothing in here." She read a few more words. "Ah, yuck! I don't want to know that!!!" Sparx threw the book in the general direction of the rubbish bin where it joined about three other romance novels.

"Right, then I'm going to bed," said Mark.

"You don't have to go to sleep if you're already powered up."

"Force of habit," replied Mark. "Besides, there's nothing to do and I'm not even going to try reading any of the books in here."

"That would probably be a good idea. Alright, see you tomorrow."

Two hours later Mark was fast asleep leaning on the desk and Sparx was reading a Star Trek novel, which was probably the only decent book in the whole observatory.

"The rock has spoken, you must obey!" said Mark suddenly.

"Pardon?!" exclaimed Sparx, looking up from her book. She wondered for a second if she had imagined it as Mark seemed to be asleep.

"It was given to me, my precious," sneered Mark and then snored loudly.

"O-kay…" said Sparx. At least this wasn't as bad as the time Ace had fallen asleep and spent the next three hours proclaiming his undying love for Lady Illusion. That had been a heck of a lot 'I love you's.'

"Mmm… pudding," continued Mark.

"This is gonna be a long night…" groaned Sparx.