A/N: I may not have an action figure, but I do have a Megavolt living in my brain. This is the part of me that enjoys randomly connecting ideas together in a continuing stream of technobabble. This is the part of me that I often use to write IMO my most exciting stuff with. This is the part of me that can sit here and write this 2,113 word episode in the matter of a couple hours.

In true Megavolt fashion, I have created this episode by combining an odd assortment of things together.

A/N: Twitching Channels is the nature of this particular story. And such is my habit for this one; I have once again gone all out on the blatant references in this episode.

A/N: Please enjoy, and oh, don't scream too loudly, you might wake the vampire kipping in your closet.

Opinion Noted

Megavolt saw not one but two Darkwings interrupting his light rescue.

"I am the terror that flaps in the night." They said in unison.

"No-no-no!" Megavolt jumped up, barely containing a scream. "Not two of you?"

"Yes, two Darkwing Ducks."

Dark turned to shadow, reappearing beside Megavolt.
"Whoa ..." Megavolt took his goggles off and cleaned them for a moment. "That wasn't the same cheesy effect you normally pull."
"Oh, get real." Darkwing came charging up from the distance. "Look, Megs. Here's the deal. He's from another universe."
"What universe would that be?" Megavolt pondered.

"Are all the light bulbs free from slavery in that one?"
"Not quite." Dark said solemnly. "In my universe, Darkwing Duck is a vampire."
"Darkwing Duck?" Megavolt blinked, thinking this one through for a moment. "Aren't you Darkwing Duck? Wouldn't that make you a vampire then, smarty pants?"

"Oh, boy. This is going to take forever." Darkwing Duck moaned from behind.
"Time is relevant only when schedules conflict." Dark informed him before returning to his conversation with Megavolt. "Imagine if you will, Megsy. Your Darkwing Duck here, chasing you down, figuring out your plots and foiling them all the time."
"That's easy to imagine. It really happens."

"Good. Now, double the problem. Two Darkwing Ducks. You get chased twice as much as you do already."
Megavolt shuddered. "That's inhuman."
Dark smiled at him. "Now imagine one of these Darkwing Ducks already knows where you are. He already knows what you're planning just before you set about to do it."
"Impossible."
"Not impossible for a vampire. If I wanted I can hunt you and haunt you every single night and I will never get tired of doing it."
"Isn't there a rule about an individual's rights?"
"Forfeited! You're a criminal, Megavolt. I'm not threatening you, I'm just stating facts. I can stand at your elbow and wait to stop your next crime. Every time."

"That is just so like you!" Megavolt growled. "You're so mean."
Dark took a step away from him. "I can give you a chance to fix it."
Megavolt widened his eyes. "Oh, that sounds good." Then he narrowed his eyes in scepticism. "What's in it for you?"
"I don't want to be in this universe. You don't want me in this universe. He doesn't even want me in this universe." Dark gestured over his shoulder at Darkwing. "It's just that there's one major problem with getting what we want."

"Oh, no!" Megavolt groaned. "I hate that. There's always a catch."
"Yeah." Dark said sympathetically. "The catch is that we need a person who's an expert in quantum flux singularities, subspace travel and multiversal frequency alignments to figure out how to get me back home and away from here." He let his shoulders slump. "I don't suppose you know of anybody who's any good at all that sort of stuff?"
Megavolt jumped in enthusiasm. "Oh, me! I am! I love quantum singularities. I can do subspace frequencies. The best radio station in the multiverse is 17OHT 100.3! Believe me, give me two sets of co-ordinates and I can align anything between them!"

"Sure, Megsy ... but it'll be tricky, won't it?"
"I don't know yet, I've been working this problem for about thirty seconds. Gimme a break." Megavolt grabbed his arm and pulled him across the roof to the Exit door. "Come on, let's get studious."

Darkwing followed after them. "Nice line, Megsy." He mused quietly to himself. "I'll remember that one for Gos."

They went to Megavolt's chaotic flat down on Railway Ave.

"What a mess." Darkwing commented. "What would your mother say?"
"She'd say that true geniuses are always messy!" Megavolt retorted, digging through a heap of equipment for several minutes.
"Yep." Darkwing reconsidered, "that sounds like Mrs. S alright. Speaking of, how is your ma, Megsy?"

"I've got it!" Megavolt pulled out what looked like an electronic version of a surfboard, not hearing the question.
"What's the power source on that thing?" Dark said in curiosity. "Low wattage, but it looks like an alien artefact."
"It is an alien artefact. Well, sort of. It really was a prop from the Doctor Who show. I bought it off eBay and made it work for real." Megavolt grinned. "Anybody could see that baby was made solid."

"What's it supposed to do now you've tinkered with it?" Darkwing asked fretfully. "Blow things up?"
"Oh, that's just typical that you jump straight to that conclusion." Megavolt snorted. "You haven't watched a single episode of Doctor Who in your life, have you?"
Darkwing swallowed. "That's not true. I've watched a few when I was a kid. I don't remember a surfboard in any of them though."

Megavolt stared at Darkwing in disbelief. "There's a whole new series out now!" He grabbed the mallard's shoulders and shook him. "You've got to watch it! It's ... it's ..."
"Brilliant?" Darkwing offered.
"Yeah!" Megavolt turned away from him and began working with the surfboard, his refrigerator and a television antenna.

Darkwing turned to Dark. "Alright, tell me why we're not just locking this ... extremely ... crazed and dangerous super villain up and out of harm's way?"
Now Megavolt grabbed a ream of cabling from his cupboard and plugged the TV into the fridge.
"Are you nuts, DW?" Dark Duck admonished. "He's agreed to help."
"You darn near tortured him into submission on that one."
"I did not! I merely brought him into consensus."
"You do that often, eh?"
Dark Duck rubbed his face.

Darkwing crossed his arms. "A criminal is a criminal."
"No, they are not!" Dark argued. "If I played everything your way I could end up eating someone important." He smiled bitterly at Darkwing. "Does that sound like the better alternative?"
"Uh, no." Darkwing frowned, and then he turned his eyes on the super villain. "What is it, Megavolt?"

Megavolt was standing there, watching them. "Uh, well, if you two are finished arguing with yourself, I can try tuning into your universe ... um ... I mean black-clothed Darkwing's universe."
"It's black and grey." The vampire replied. "If you call me Dark, that'll be easier. I'm Dark, he's Darkwing."
"Oh, sure. That's a good idea, I suppose."

Megavolt pointed to the fridge door. "Just hold that handle and the TV will tune into your frequency via the sonic surfboard's mini subspace converter assembly."
"Um ... sure, okay. That's easy enough."
Dark reached out for the handle but Darkwing tugged him back.
"Are you insane? Why are you trusting him? Megavolt has a habit of trying to make toast of me. There's no reason that he'd do the exact same to you."

"I'm hurt." Megavolt pouted.

"I trust Megavolt's motivations in this matter." Dark said, making the rat smile. "Besides, this thing can't do much because it doesn't have enough power; all it's good for is a midnight snack."

"Of course it doesn't have a lot of power." Megavolt grumbled. "The fridge is running off the mains and the sonic surfboard runs on six nine volt batteries. I already said we were just tuning into that universe."

Darkwing Duck let go and Dark grabbed the handle.

A little box popped up in front of the static on the TV screen. 'Searching' the television reported.

"Oh, boy, it's working!" Megavolt excitedly watched the screen going black, white, grey and then purple.
"Either that or I'm helping you tune into next week's episode of Cosmoduck."
"Don't be silly." Megavolt snorted. "There's no such TV show."
"Not yet." Dark grinned at Megavolt.
"Is it any good?"
"I'll just say it's worth a look."

"Here it is."

They stared at the TV as the search finished and the channel loaded up. Megavolt turned up the volume.

On the screen appeared a streetscape. The buildings were identical to those of St Canard.
"That's on the corner of Sunny and Fifth," Darkwing noted, "that's old Moe's convenience store." Two hoodlums slinked towards the door, weapons on hand.

"Nuts. Maybe it's not such a good idea to watch this sort of thing on TV after all." Dark grumbled.

They went inside. A moment later, the three standing there in front of the TV watched a duck in a black cape step up to the door.
"Hey, isn't that you?" Megavolt pointed at Dark.
"No, it isn't me. Obviously there's another switched Darkwing Duck out there. He's just taken my place in my universe."

"Another Darkwing Duck. How's that for a headache?" Megavolt commented.

Meanwhile on the screen the duplicate raised a bow and arrow and fired into the store. The whole place filled with smoke.

"Obviously not a vampire." Darkwing commented.

"I am the arrow that zings through the night!"

The burglars in the convenience store spun around. "N-no way, you're not real!"

"I am the parking metre that expires while you shop. I am ..."

"Go away! You're not real! This can't be happening."
"Oh, yes it can!" Quiver fired a net arrow, and hooked the criminals as they struggled to get free.

"That's a relief for you I guess." Darkwing shrugged. "Someone's in your universe doing your job."
"I actually was hoping to see Quiverwing." Dark said sadly, letting go of the fridge handle. The channel was lost and the noise of the static filled the room until Megavolt turned it down again. "And besides, that just raises the question of who is in his universe doing his job?"

"Oh, what a tangled web we weave." Megavolt remarked, staring at the TV. "This is more messed up than I thought."
"Why, multiple Darkwings switched around?"
"No." Megavolt pointed to the static screen. "What the heck is 'Coke Zero'?
"What?"
'You heard me. It was on sale in the store next to the ordinary coke. Don't tell me you missed it, hawk eye."

Dark looked around at Megavolt's hideout. Then he looked at the TV. "That... That's a Cathode Ray Tube!"
"Well, yeah, what're the TV's like where you come from?"
"They're Liquid Crystal Display."
"That is awesome!" Megavolt grinned. "Imagine watching Young Frankenstein on a screen like that!" He exclaimed. "The mind boggles. What other sort of technology do you have on us?"

"Um ... 'Coke Zero.' " Dark thought quickly. "I believe this is coke with caffeine but instead of sugar it has artificial sweeteners."
"Yay! What else? Plasma toaster ovens?"
"Uh, no."
"What about pizza dehydrators? Man, I'm hungry." Megavolt pushed Dark aside and reached into the fridge.

"That'd be typical. Make food even more preserved and artificial." Dark growled. "It's not healthy. I don't care if it is gluten free, lactose free and 97% less fat." He stormed across the room and sat down on Megavolt's couch next to a litter of light bulbs.
"He's sure gloomy." Megavolt closed the fridge and started chewing on left over pizza.
"Yeah, he doesn't like talking about food."

"Vampires drink blood. That'd be a sort of criminal thing to do, wouldn't it?"
"Well, I don't know, Megsy." Darkwing defended. "Seems to me it really depends on who, don't you think?"
Megavolt swallowed, eyeing Darkwing warily. "Have you ever been normal, Darkwing? I mean, in your whole life? Have you ever even had a go at having a normal day?"

Darkwing's patience was wearing out. "Look, Megavolt, what's it going to take to send him back where he came from?"
"I'm glad you asked because I don't have that sort of technology hanging around. We need an RF generator."
"RF? What sort of machine uses Radio-Frequency energy?"
"Oh, well ..." Megavolt shrugged. "A Magnetic Resonance Imaging device would do the job. I can modify it to generate a subspace field, and-."
"No way, Megavolt! I'm not breaking into a hospital ... in fact; I'm not breaking in anywhere, anytime soon." Darkwing firmly clamped down on the idea. "Come on, Dark Duck." He snorted and grabbed the door handle. "We'll just have to think of something else."

"You're crazy!" Megavolt yelled after them down the corridor. "Unless you're loaded with Huron particles you're not going to be making any trans-dimensional portals on your own!"