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I awoke the next day and my sheets were covered in half-frozen sweat, I must've gotten too hot in the middle of the night and my powers cooled me down. Now I don't care what you say, that's pretty…well, cool. I decided that heat weakens me and that I need to stay constantly cool or else something bad might happen, but I couldn't tell anyone. Not even Dan…Duke. Speaking of Duke I was curious as to what his powers were, I bet he could emit a loud high-pitched squeal…wait he does that already. I grabbed my phone that stood on my desk and dialed his number. As the phone rang I looked at my hands. Once upon a time my hands were perfectly normal, but not anymore. "Hello," A groggy Duke answered and yawned rather loudly. Well, so far no annoying screeching. "Hey, dude, remember what we were talking about yesterday?" I heard him walking on his hardwood floor and shutting the door, "Yea, what about it?" "What powers did you get?" He sighed; he didn't sound extremely excited, "I can move things." My face was emotionless and I could see why he wasn't that excited. Moving things? How lame. I stifled a laugh and I could hear him yawn again, "You didn't let me finish. I can move things with my mind, but for some reason they have to be touching the ground. I haven't done much experimenting though." He yawned again and I could hear him scratch his eyes. Yea, scratch his eyes. He does it all the time and it's really gross. "What're your powers?" he said with another loud yawn, I didn't really understand why he was yawning so much, it was only 6:45…oh wait, I do understand. I really felt like my powers were more of a visual thing than an audible stimulus, unlike his, which I imagined to not be very exciting. So, I told him to meet me in the junkyard. The great thing about this location is no one is ever there and it's only a half-mile from my home.

He yawned again and I could hear his hair rustle on the receiver, he was nodding if you couldn't figure it out. Good thing he has long hair because if he didn't I wouldn't know whether or not he was saying yes or no. He never says yes or no, he always nods. I told him to meet me in thirty minutes, you know to give me enough time to change, take a shower and all that jazz. He yawned loudly and I could hear his bedsprings creak, "How about two hours?" I rolled my eyes and agreed. We both hung up at the same time and I got ready. I looked down at my watch; 7:05, only thirty minutes passed and I could tell it was going to be a long morning. I walked quietly into my mom's room and told her I was going to hang out with Duke, but she wasn't in there. She must've stayed at Mrs. Erickon's, that's her friend. Not only that Mrs. E lives only about three minutes from the college. Smalltown University Possums. What a lame mascot, a possum. I decided since I was home all alone again, I could maybe figure out my powers. You know, experiment and such. I walked outside and it was perfect. It wasn't too hot, and not too cold. Of course, cold wouldn't affect me much anymore seeing as how warmth makes me weaker. I inhaled and exhaled five times and jumped over my steps. When I was several feet in the air I held my hand out and a frosty mist came out and formed a path of ice in midair. The shoes I was wearing had absolutely no traction so I slid quickly on the ice. To keep myself from falling I used both of my hands to guide the path of the ice. As the path grew longer I went farther. About thirty seconds into it I was halfway to the junkyard, nice time. Usually it takes me ten minutes to get there if I run at full blast.

I reached the junkyard in just one minute and then I saw something I didn't want to see. A cop car. I know, you would think a future super hero would be alright with seeing a cop car, but in the past I've had some not so good encounters with the cops. But maybe he wouldn't recognize me, then I realized he would. I didn't have a mask or anything. Frantically, I searched through my pockets and my fingers brushed on something. I pulled it out and saw that it was a cloth napkin. Shrugging my shoulders I put it over my face bandana style. I looked at my watch again; 7:25. I rolled my eyes, only an hour and twenty minutes. I stopped, or at least as much as my shoes could let me. I could've sworn I heard a rubber band stretching…a really big rubber band. I looked down just in time to avoid a fist. As I stood there on a pillar of ice, I looked down. The cop was throwing punches, but was still on the ground. He was smirking and he threw another punch. This time the punch collided with my leg, knocking me onto the ground. A fifteen-foot fall is not fun, trust me. I looked up to see this Bang Baby cop put his hands together and bang the ground. Fortunately for me and unfortunately for him I rolled out of the way. As he was pulling his hands out of the earth, apparently he hit the ground really hard; I held my hand out and froze his hands to the ground. As he grunted with exertion to pull his hands from his icy prison I got all up in his face, " Hey, buddy, what's with the negative attitude? What'd I do to you?" He spat on my face, but as soon as it hit me it froze. "You stupid kids, always breaking things, always mocking us cops." I pulled the frozen spit off my face and rose my eyebrow "Hmm, I wonder why? You always show us the utmost respect." All of a sudden he disappeared into thin air, yea disappeared. I looked around and then I felt fists connect with my face. I looked around again and still I didn't see anything. Again, I felt punches strike my face. Dazed, I looked around and still saw nothing. I heard a grunt of exertion and apparently Stretch Underarmstink was still stuck to the ground. I held my hand out and froze him entirely. I smiled, I definitely had a future in the unrecognized art of ice sculptures. Now the only thing to deal with was Invisiboy. I smiled to myself, maybe I could taunt him and get him to give up his position.

"So, tell me Invisicreep, is it true about invisible people having to be naked? If I were you and I were naked I would definitely wanna be invisible." I heard a whispered growl, but I couldn't figure out where it came from so I taunted some more. "So, can you see other invisible people?" Yea, I know, real provoking, but don't worry it gets better. "'Cause if you can then can you see invisible girls? I mean, like your mom….was she invisible?" Oh, yea, mom disses. Always work. A yell of anger emanated from a point just a few feet in front of me and I heard his stomping footprints. I exhaled sending a frosty cloud out that revealed his fist. Reacting quickly, I grabbed it, twisted it behind him, grabbed the other hand and twisted it behind him. Then, with his arms behind his head, I kicked him lightly in the back of his knees making him fall on his knees. I had been in this position before and I sure as heck didn't like it, "So, tell me, man. How does it feel? You may be invisible, but I bet pretty soon you won't be anymore." Sure enough he reappeared and I recognized the person before me, "Officer McEpstein?" Yea, Scott-Jew, who would've thought. Of course, I said this quietly so he wouldn't hear me. Behind me I heard the sound of running footprints and I cautiously turned around. "Dude! What are you doing to that cop?" It was Duke! How did he recognize me with my bandana on? We all know the amazing reputation a bandana has as a disguise. I put my finger to my mouth, motioning him to be quiet. "WHAT?" I rolled my eyes, he wasn't the sharpest spoon in the shed. I knew I was gonna regret this, but I hit Officer McEpstein on the back of the head with a cylinder of ice, knocking him out and he sprawled out on the ground. Then I froze him to the ground, just to be sure. Slowly, I walked over to Duke and grabbed him by the neck, that always worked. "So, your power is…ice?" he gave me a condescending look. I furrowed my eyebrows and stared him with my mouth gaping open, "And you're power is the ability to move things. Don't make fun of my power. And by the way what are you doing here?" I looked down at my watch; 8:30. Wow, it took a lot longer than I thought to take these guys down. Duke shrugged his shoulders and stretched, yawning, "I headed over here about 8:00." Yet again, I rolled my eyes. I've done this as long as I've known Duke. I still didn't fully understand him. "Back to the subject of that," he pointed to the two frozen cops, "Why?" I shrugged my shoulders and shook my head, "I'm not sure. Stretch McStretchypants over there started it out. And Invisipig tried to finish me, but failed."

I then looked at what he was wearing and raised my eyebrow. I stifled a laugh and pointed at his outfit, "I really don't think pink is your color." The only way I can describe this fashion faux pas was as a pink frilly thing. He looked down embarrassed, "I-It's not mine." I laughed shaking my head, "Right, and you're holding it for your mom?" I patted him on his shoulder and laughed even louder. "That's not funny!" I swallowed my laughter and calmed down, "You're right, it's not funny." He furrowed his eyebrows, "You realize you're a horrible liar right?" I smiled, there was the Dan…Duke I knew, "I ruffled his hair, "Yea, I know. But you're also a horrible dresser." He gritted his teeth and I shook my hand telling him I was joking. He smiled, and I stared at him. I recognized this smile, he was gonna say something to totally diss me, "Well, at least I had a girlfriend for more than an hour." He laughed and walked into the junkyard, with me running after him. "THAT'S NOT FUNNY!!"