Disclaimer: I do not own WordGirl or any characters related to that show.

A year ago today I started writing this story. It is pretty funny how much this story has changed and expanded since then. I hope this story continues to be enjoyed for however long it takes to finish it. Please R&R.

Becky had made it out of the sight of Scoops and found it safe to transform into WordGirl. The heroine took a quick moment to glance over her freshly mended costume. Huggy had done a great job patching the holes, and now it was time to test his sewing skills. In no time she took to the skies and was ready to deliver justice to Eileen.

"Word-Up!"

As the superhero came near enough to the riding area, she could see that Eileen had grown about the size of a one story house. She hadn't gotten too angry, but her size was still a force to be reckoned with. The Birthday Girl had cut everyone in line to be the first one to ride Glitter, a white horse decorated to look like a unicorn with a plastic horn attached to its head. The poor creature was horrified by the large girl trying to put her weight on it.

WordGirl didn't waste any time getting down to Eileen's eye level; no one was going to harass a unicorn on her watch.

"Stop right there Birthday Girl!" WordGirl held up a hand to prevent Eileen from carrying out her intent. "This attraction is for people who have been waiting patiently."

"But I always get what I want! And this horse is Mine." Eileen's size began to enhance as her greed feed her monstrous temper.

Eileen, who was now about the size of an office building, easily smacked WordGirl out of her way and grabbed the horse around its middle. The animal cried out in fear as Eileen stared coldly at it.

"Aww, this horsey is too small," Eileen complained. "I want a bigger horse!"

Eileen began stomping her feet in a very loud, very dangerous temper tantrum. The ground shook under her steps as several persons still in the area fell to the ground.

"Someone needs to stop her!" a man howled in an attempt to be heard over the thunderous stomps.

Finally managing to pull herself from the thorn bush she landed in, WordGirl sprung back into action to stop Eileen. First thing she needed to do was get the overgrown toddler to stop causing earthquakes.

WordGirl surveyed the surrounding area of panicking people and spotted the ropes used for the horses. Perhaps she could tie up Eileen, or at least trip her so the people could stand to leave. WordGirl flew toward the ropes and saddles and scooped them up. She then quickly tied the loose ends to form the longest rope she could. Here goes nothing.

WordGirl zoomed around the stomping feet of Eileen until the enormous girl began stumbling over the ropes.

"Whoa!" Eileen lost her balance and fell to the ground with a booming thud. The people cheered as WordGirl halted her flying to address Eileen.

"Why are you doing this Eileen?" WordGirl asked doing her best to talk Eileen out of her greedy rage. "You know you have to wait your turn."

"I waz gonna go first because today's my birthday." Eileen began tearing up as she struggled with the ropes on her feet. "I want to be the first to ride the horsey!"

WordGirl shook her head. Eileen was never going to learn was she? How this girl had come to believe the lie that she could have a birthday everyday was beyond WordGirl. It was such a farfetched tale it would almost take brainwashing to believe it, and maybe just as extreme a method to undo it.

WordGirl landed in front of the group of spectators.

"It's okay citizens," Wordgirl beamed with her achievement. "There is no more danger and you can return to horse watching."

It was then, however, that WordGirl heard the ropes around Eileen's legs begin to snap. The cords were too weak to hold a giant. WordGirl needed to think fast if she didn't want that monster of a girl to wreak havoc again. But what could stop her?

Getting Eileen to share was one way to get her to shrink back down to a manageable size, but WordGirl wasn't sure how to get Eileen to do that. She could try to use the Birthday Girl's greed against her, but there wasn't anything to let Eileen overindulge in without hurting one of the animals. If only Huggy were here, he might be able to think up a plan.

Just as Eileen broke free of her entrapment, another idea flew into WordGirl's head. Maybe she didn't need to get Eileen to feel generous to make her shrink; all she needed was to get Eileen to stop feeling greedy.

WordGirl's eyes scanned the area and found the perfect emotion changer.

"Hey Eileen!" WordGirl taunted as she rose back into the air and between the large girl and the horses. "These small ponies are for little kids, but a big girl like you would really love the gigantic unicorn hidden behind those trees."

WordGirl pointed out past the horse shows grounds. Beyond the field was the starting point of the forest. Eileen squinted to see before she spoke.

"I don't see anything."

"That's because it's hidden," WordGirl over annunciated out of aggravation. "But we're going to fight about these little horses, so come on."

"Foget these," Eileen coed. "I'm having the biggerest horsey."

Eileen quickly left the showing grounds and hastily made her way across the field. WordGirl smiled as Eileen fell, quite literally, for her trick. Due to all the rain lately some lower patches of the field had become waterlogged and therefore very slippery. The moment Eileen's foot hit the sopping ground she fell hard into mucky muddy water. The large girl was covered in mud with small twigs and grass caught in her hair. She was a rather funny sight to see, at least everyone watching would agree.

Laughter echoed through the field as Eileen began turning a bright red. She had never felt more embarrassed in her life. Eileen's size rapidly decreased as tears began wheeling up in her eyes.

"Opps." WordGirl flew to her advisory. She hadn't meant to make her cry. "Eileen, are you okay?"

"No." Eileen spat between sobs. The Birthday Girl didn't even wait for WordGirl's reply as she took off running, slipping every so often as she went.

Well that plan was a failure. Maybe Becky would have more luck talking with her at school Monday. WordGirl decided to let the issue go for now. The horses were safe and that's what mattered. If only all the villains who had escaped Sunday night would be this easy to find. Granny May, Lady Redundant Woman, the Whammer . . .Dr. Two-Brains, at least Chuck had been stopped and maybe the Birthday Girl would take a break from her greediness for awhile.

Coming back to where the people stood, WordGirl could see that the Mayor was among them.

"WordGirl, over here!" He called to which she obeyed. The man reached into his pocket and pulled out numerous speech cards that he proceeded to read from. "To thank you for your heroic efforts and saving my place in line, I'd like to award you with this."

The Mayor handed WordGirl a medium sized statue of a horse. WordGirl read the fine print under the figure.

"The best in show?"

"It was the only award I had on me," the Mayor shrugged. "Besides, with all that noise being made, my assistant couldn't hear me call for a different one."

"I guess we did make quite a commotion." WordGirl pondered.

"A what?"

"A commotion; a noisy event that is often confusing or active. Eileen's thunderous falls along with my yelling caused a commotion."

"Oh."

Back at the bridge, WordGirl had discreetly changed back into Becky and was heading back to her friend.

"You wouldn't believe the excitement I just saw . . ."

Scoops wasn't seated at the bench.

Becky looked around for a moment expecting to see him at one of the surrounding food stands, but alas he was nowhere to be found. Had he gone home without her? He was in a hurry to leave; maybe he got tired of waiting. Becky shrugged and decided to walk home alone. Hopefully Scoops was none the wiser about her alter-ego. He didn't seem to draw a connection at all. If he had he surely would have talked about it in the hours they spent together.

Becky smiled to herself. Aside from worrying about her alter-ego being discovered, Becky had just experienced a pretty good day; not to mention she got to spend the day with Scoops. Oh well, now it was time to get home and start work on that make up assignment. And being Scoops wasn't with her, it wouldn't hurt to fly home. Becky gave a quick look around; no one appeared to be watching her.

"Word-Up."

Becky got home and got straight to work on her family tree project spreading a large poster in the middle of her bedroom floor. She had to do well on this if she ever hoped to make up the grade. She would use family photos and all her best art supplies. This would be the best project ever.

Or at least that's what she was hoping for.

After only twenty minutes Becky began to realize that her sopping in glue and glitter poster was a complete disaster. Becky knew she wasn't the most artistic kid in her class, but surely she could do better than this. Becky lay back with a sigh. She stared at the ceiling. Why was this so hard? All her classmates made it look easy.

Becky heard the door to her room open and shut as her friend, Bob, came and stood over her. He seemed to be smiling as he glanced over at the "work of art." Becky rolled her eyes at her monkey companion's teary eyes.

"What are you so happy about?" Becky lowered her eyebrows as Bob answered. "It's supposed to be glittery Bob. Glitter is pretty."

Becky sat up and took hold of her project. Tilting it to the light, Becky hoped the project would shimmer beautifully, but instead it dripped a large drop of glinting glue right onto the carpet. Bob couldn't contain his laugher as he fell back amused. Becky let out a low growl as she released her project.

"Thanks for your support." Becky's sarcasm was mocked as Bob assured her that she was very welcome.

Maybe it was time for a break.

Becky headed downstairs in hopes of getting a quick snack. Maybe she would be hit with inspiration. She could stretch her legs and refresh her mind. She couldn't help but wonder if Tobey was having as much 'fun' as she was . . . then again, he was probably just having his robots do it. So unfair.

As Becky rounded the wall into the kitchen, however, her father was blocking the way in. He was on the phone; he wasn't speaking, just listening. Becky tried to be patient, she really did, but this phone conversation was taking too long. So Becky began to squeeze herself around her father and the wall.

"Sorry." She whispered as her dad gave her a quick glare.

Becky started opening the cupboards and digging around to see what she could find. Several times she would recheck a cupboard as if looking to see if her selections had changed. But nothing looked appetizing to the girl. It was then her father began speaking.

"No, he didn't come back here. He probably went to work on that newspaper of his."

This caught Becky's attention.

"Well, if I see him I'll let him know you want him back home. I'll also ask Becky. . . You're welcome. Bye."

Mr. Botsford hung up the phone, but before he could think to take another step, his daughter bombarded him with questions.

"Who was that? Was that Scoops' parents? Was he reporting something?"

"Whoa, slow down there," Tim laughed. "Mr. Ming's upset because his son went behind his back to work on his newspaper again, that's all." Tim thought about what he just said for a moment. "I guess that is bad. You shouldn't play with rebellious children."

Satisfied with his answer, Tim left the kitchen humming a familiar tune.

Becky smacked her hand against her forehead as she leaded against the refrigerator. Scoops must have figured out that she was WordGirl and was now printing a story about it. What could she do? If she tried to confront him on the issue that would just confirm his belief, but if she didn't stop him the whole city would know!

No, no, no. She needed to calm down. Just because Scoops had seen WordGirl inside the Botsford home didn't mean he knew the truth. There was no evidence to support Becky being WordGirl right? Maybe Bob would know what to do.

"Just forget about it?!" Becky couldn't believe the words coming out of her monkey companion. "Scoops is going to tell the whole world I'm WordGirl!"

Bob shrugged and responded that it would be foolish for a reporter to write a story without solid proof.

"I guess you're right; but what if he does anyway . . .What do you mean you don't know?!" Bob only smiled unnervingly. "Great." There was not much she could really do. There was no reason to believe Scoops had figured out her secret; he couldn't have. He never would have spent the day with her if he knew the truth; he would have gone straight to work printing the story. She needed to calm down.

Becky flopped back down on her bedroom floor completely forgetting her project was there.

Splat. The poster fastened itself to Becky's backside.

o

Tyesha watched as the last staff member left the mansion. With great strain she shut the now manual front door. She felt awful having to tell her friends of over seven years that they were now jobless. All of this seemed too extreme to her and she couldn't understand why her boss had asked for things to be done.

Oh well, she couldn't fight his logic; he had a way of always winning disputes. Tyesha would just have to learn to handle the new change, and surely her co-workers would as well.

Tyesha looked around the empted lobby and couldn't help but laugh. The staff must have thought her boss, 'Kevin,' was crazy when he asked them to take anything they wanted when they were leaving. Of course he'd paint himself to look like the good guy as he had her fire everyone. They must have also laughed at the boss' new name.

Tyesha's boss felt that choosing more Earthen names would help WordGirl feel more comfortable. He even insisted she change her name to 'Sue,' but luckily Lexiconian names are common on Mother Earth. But right now Tyesha needed to focus on the task at hand, filling the house with the Earth stuff . . . alone.

Sigh.

Tyesha was just about to head down to the cellar when a knock came at the door behind her. Who could that be? Maybe one of the staff forgot something.

Upon opening the door, Tyesha was greeted by one of Kevin's many historians; this woman Tyesha did not practically like. Miena waved down at Tyesha as if waving at a pet.

"Hi there you silly little thing you." Miena spoke condescendingly.

"Don't talk to me like that." Tyesha growled as Miena pushed her way in.

"Sorry," the woman called back. "I don't speak stupid." Miena's walk through the lobby was short as she stopped in the center. "What'd you do to all the furniture Ty, tear it all up?"

Tyesha tried to ignore the woman as she shut the door. Her day was bad enough without having a Britannican loyalist making fun of her.

"So where's Zephyr?" the historian asked as she glanced around the empty room.

Tyesha didn't answer, but her boss' footsteps could be heard coming from one of the halls. He would be there momentarily. And when he did arrive he seemed . . . angry?

"I called you here over an hour ago!" his voice echoed through the vacant halls like the roar of a fuming beast.

"I, I'm sorry." Miena barely had time to choke out an answer.

"What do you think I'm paying you for, to have me waiting around for information I could very well acquire from someone else!"

Tyesha had to stifle a laugh. It was nice to see someone else act as the object of her boss' anger, especially Miena.

"You know I live on Storia, and that planet has the worst teleportation systems in the universe."

The man didn't respond to her, but instead waved for her to follow him into one of the side rooms still occupied with furniture. Miena followed sending a quick glare back at Tyesha who was snickering as she followed.

The side room held a coffee table and two sofas on either side. Kevin had taken a seat and pointed to the sofa across from him for Miena to sit.

"Hurry I want to get this over with as soon as possible." Kevin spat as the historian scrambled to fill her seat.

"Right," The woman spoke as she reached into her small hand bag and produced a holographic device similar to Adler's. "Nona's sent you a full report this morning Zephyr."

"Kevin."

Miena looked up from setting the device on the table and gave the man a puzzled look.

"Call me Kevin from now on."

"But your name is Zephyr."

"Are you deaf? I said call me 'Kevin' from now on."

"Okay," Miena whispered under her breath. "If you end up committed don't blame me."

"Oh, one more thing," Kevin smiled. "When WordGirl's here, I want you to go by the name Lily."

"Are you serious?" 'Lily's' disgust amused Kevin slightly.

"If you want me to continue paying you."

Lily rolled her eyes and started the machine. She flipped through the images until she got to the report from Nona. Lily read to him,

"The explosion involved five people, including our target, and was noticed by local media and residents. The city's response was to declare that all older buildings be checked to see if they are up to code. Whatever that standard is for the city is unclear at this time, but it is clear that no one on Mother Earth detected alien presence. We, however, know it is Adler's presences on the planet that caused the explosion. He too is after WordGirl. She herself had disappeared for two days which worried the city, but she has reemerged at a horse showing outside the town, at which point her secret identity's facial features have been photographed but her name and location still remain a mystery. Here is the picture."

Lily ran her hand through the screen and revealed the picture of Becky standing next to the bench Scoops had once been at. Kevin stared hard at the picture before looking up at Lily.

"Are you sure Adler is there?"

"The historians of Britannica have let me know that he left the planet for Earth last week. Unless my co-workers on Britannica are lying to me." The woman answered.

"Which is a high possibility." The man spat as he leaned forward in his chair. "How do you know he's after WordGirl?"

"Who else would he be interested in?" Lily shifted her weight. "If he could capture the supposed princess of Lexicon he'd be hailed as a hero on Britannica and win merit with the king."

"There's no way he can know." Kevin spoke as if to himself.

"Everyone knows, Lexicon's been fighting a war over the fact since the day the royal family died."

"Yes, but what if he . . . how does he know it's her!" Tyesha jumped as her boss rose to his feet and slammed his hands on the table between him and the woman. "He'll kill her, don't you get it."

"Zephyr calm down."

"What do you mean calm down! That mad man's on Earth and you want me to calm down!"

Lily rose slowly and placed a hand on Kevin's shoulder.

"He doesn't know where she is either. Nona's the best CRA agent we have, she'll get WordGirl don't worry. Lexicon isn't doomed yet." Lily turned to the door "I think I'll just let you get ready for WordGirl, I'll come back once she's here."

"Just remember," Kevin spoke. "Your name is Lily and nothing in my house looks foreign to you."

Lily nodded despite her confusion over his statement. She knew he had a lot on his mind. He had volunteered to care for the princess once word reached Thesauria that she was on Earth. Her existence could change the whole outcome of the war. Lexicon would have a ruler again and a fighting chance to defeat Britannica. Not that it was any of Lily's concern. Her planet, Storia, had been conquered by Britannica for about ninety years; what difference would it make if Lexicon won the war now.

Lily left the room.

Kevin relaxed back down into his chair as his assistant came up beside him.

"Tyesha," Kevin looked to his helper and dear friend. "I'm frightened Nona might be over her head."

"Don't worry sir," Tyesha smiled knowing it wouldn't be enough to console her boss. "Nona's been working with children in WordGirl's dilemma for years, WordGirl's going to be okay."

"We'd better hope so. If Adler gets her, he'll not only kill Lexicon's last hope, he'll crush the Lexiconian Empire."

Tyesha's eyes dropped to the floor for a moment as those words registered in her head.

"You seem more concerned than you shou-"

"Do you not understand what would happen if WordGirl was to die! If something was to happen to Earth!" Kevin wheeled on his assistance, aiming all his anger at her.

"Well, well, I . . ." Tyesha nearly tripped on the coffee table as she backed away from her boss.