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? I was a normal girl Before my dad went missing

? Then his alien partner appeared

? We got to save the galaxy!

? There's a madman, Gore, you see

? You've got to stop him Now

? Whoa, whoa, whoa I'm just a kid, why me?

? And how?

? See that bracelet from your dad? It's got secret powers

? If Gore should get it That's the key

? To set my evil army free

? I'll gather my friends And she's Agent 2...

? Now she can protect the world

? It's Agent 203 Agent 203! ?

Come on, Smoosh! You know you can't be outside without your catsuit!

Yoink! Urgh!

BLOWS RASPBERRY Grr!

Hm...

Uh! Oof! Rock!

Sorry, Zoe. My bad.

I'm telling Ulav, Smoosh!

If you end up on the news and everyone freaks out,

I'm gonna deny ever knowing you.

CACKLES

Excited for the dance tonight?

Ugh, don't remind me! Let's go. We're gonna be late.

CHUCKLES Not if we race!

Have a good day at school, you two!

Hm?

Cutting it a little close, Zoe.

Hey, Quig. Chasing Smoosh... again.

Ah, I figured you were trying to get out of the school dance tonight.

Why is everyone so intent on me going to that stupid dance?

And why does the school insist on having dances anyway?

Why can't we have a "Talk and Walk", or a "Run and Have Fun",

or an "Alien Creature Capture and Release"?

Dancing is, like, the one verb I'm bad at.

Oh, stop exaggerating.

The last time you tried dancing, you weren't so bad. Really?

Uh, on second thought... you move like a puppet stuck on a jackhammer.

But on a happier note, Rock's going to the dance too,

so we can all meet up at your house and go together!

Great! We can trade off dancing with Rock...

unless he's laughing so much at my dancing he can't move.

GORE: 'Yes, Hugh, well done!'

I need all the data you can get on these young Earthlings.

Most of them are just about the right size.

Any one of them might be our Agent 203...

except the ones on something called "the basketball team"?

Oh, we're so close!

Soon, we'll identify 203, capture her charm bracelet,

and release my planet!

Ah!

'Hello!'

What is that? HUGH: 'What is what?'

That! That hand thing they're doing.

Is there something hanging out of your nose?

Oh, that. I guess I'm popular.

YOU'RE popular? How could you be popular?

I was never popular in school.

Even though I was the smartest, handsomest,

most humble individual in my class by FAR!

Argh!

'I'm not doing it on purpose. You built me this way.'

What is THAT terrifying creature?

Highlighting...

'It's a poster for the school dance.

'The other students... Uh, I mean targets.

'..say everyone will be there!

'Here's some intel.' Everyone will be there!

Everyone will be there! Everyone will be there!

Perfect!

All those 203-sized people will be in one room,

including 203 if we're lucky!

That bracelet will be mine! You must go to that dance, Hugh.

Understood. I'd better find a dance partner so I... blend in.

OK, so let's find you someone who hasn't seen you dance.

Tom? Dylan? Blake?

Nope, nope and double nope. Uh, Ralph?

Ralph still hasn't forgiven me for eating his pudding in kindergarten.

Wow. Looks like we're out of boys.

Yeah, this is not happening.

Hey, Zoe. Wanna go to the school dance with me?

Uh... you haven't seen me dance, have you?

STIFLED GIGGLE

SHE HUMS A TUNE

Going to the big dance, huh? How did you know?

Honey, I've known you since before you were born.

I can feel when meaningful events happen to you on an elemental level.

Moms just know these things. Really?

LAUGHS No.

Quigley told me. She's waiting in the studio.

And... done.

OK, the first part of the dance, Act One, as I call it,

will be more formal.

Then, during the Macarena,

we'll whip off our ball-gown maxi over-skirts

to reveal Act Two - LED-lit leggings!

Aah, what do you think?!

I'm in, as long as we can work sequinned skorts into Act Three.

Oh, good call.

We've got to look our absolute sleekest and socially relevant-est!

We'll be dancing queens!

Not unless they have a "Weirdest Dancer In The Queendom" award.

You might dance weird, but you'll look great!

Our fashion will get us a ton of likes online.

Ah, love the likes. Don't love dance floor disasters.

WHERE is my eye pencil?

Hm, I think I know.

Ulav, give Quigley back her eye pencil.

What makes you think I have it?

Really?

Thanks, Ulav.

Quigley wants to make sure we look really good

to balance out how bad I dance.

You can't dance?

Dance beats just don't register with my muscles.

Ooh! Ooh! I can teach you! I'm a great dance teacher.

First lesson, the Zoogie.

I'll have you know I've won multiple dance contests

throughout the galaxy.

The Zoogie is the most popular dance in the universe!

For some reason, Earth is the only planet that doesn't do it.

Maybe there's a dance charm for my bracelet!

Something that'll help me tear up the dance floor.

Actually, your father did have such a charm.

He used it to infiltrate hostile enemy social functions.

But it was defective.

If you were to find it and activate it,

Gore would see the energy spike, he'd know where you are

and besiege the school with alien mercenaries!

Right, bad idea.

Dance charm equals school's out forever.

GORE: 'I compiled my advanced knowledge

'of every dance from the Earth's last 70 years.

'This one is called the Mashed Potato.

'It's EXTREMELY popular with today's Earth teens.

Cool! Downloading now.

Practising? Researching some dance moves?

This... This is just a cell phone! Not an alien communication device.

I'm not getting personalised instructions

from an alien warlord intent on destroying Earth!

Whoa! First dance? Nervous?

Uh...

Wonderful. He's a great dancer.

He's so good, maybe no-one will see how bad YOU are.

OK... I'll go with that. DOORBELL RINGS

HUGH: Hello, Mrs Stranek. Hi, boys!

So, Hugh, Zoe says this is your first year at the school.

Where are you from? Uh-oh, mom questions.

They'll be here all night.

Gotta go, Mom. Dance is starting!

Oh sure, honey. We have plenty of time to talk. I'm a dance chaperone!

Huh? Really?

Yes! I didn't want to miss seeing my little Zoe dance!

ZOE LAUGHS AWKWARDLY

Val, Vole, thank you for coming on such short notice!

Big fan of your work. Huge. Love your scanning tech.

And I especially love that you're both short!

Very helpful for this dangerous mission.

It is... Our pleasure.

We're big fans of your work, as well. We dream of one day...

Destroying as many galaxies as you have.

Oh stop, I'm blushing! But back to business.

Your mission is to work with my agent

to capture and bring Agent 203 to me.

And if anyone gets in your way, eliminate them.

Ooh! Fun.

Also, are you familiar with the Mashed Potato?

ROCK: See you later, Zo!

Zoe, I have something special for you for the dance.

Your father always had this on his key chain when we went dancing.

He said it made him a better dancer. Would you wear it just this once?

It would mean a lot to me.

Of course, Mom.

Love you, kid. Let's dance!

The dance charm?! Don't worry, Quig.

There's no way I'm gonna doom the dance.

FUNKY MUSIC PLAYS

Mrs Stranek! Hi! What do you think of the decorations?

I did them all myself. Everything looks... very alien-y.

Thank you!

All the materials are from alien crash sites I've discovered.

I have very carefully curated the whole cafeteria!

Oh, I feel queasy, Fred.

I know what you mean, Sandy.

I knew we shouldn't have eaten my mom's meatloa...

After you, Sandy.

My pleasure, Fred.

Uh, quick, Zoe. Stephanie wants to do a group photo!

GORE: 'Val, Vole, search the perimeter.

'Hugh, get right out in the middle of that dance floor,

'and use your scanner to locate Agent 203 and her bracelet.

'We have no idea what it looks like.'

Well, that narrows it down (!)

As soon as you find it, I'll seal everyone inside the cafeteria.

Val and Vole will find and capture 203 by any means necessary.

Any means necessary...

Is our favourite kind of means.

Good! Have fun! Be creative!

Hugh, move it out!

MUSIC PLAYING

I love this song! Let's dance! Uh...

Uh, do we have to be right in the centre of the dance floor?

Everyone can see us! We can scan them ALL!

Uh, I mean... come on, let's boogie!

Uh-oh.

ALARM BLARES

Yow! Hot, hot, hot! Wait a hot second...

I'd recognise that energy signature anywhere.

203 is at the dance!

Good luck escaping me this time...

from inside an impenetrable forcefield!

Bwhahahaha!

'Attention, Val, Vole and Hugh. 203's presence is confirmed.

Find 203, and get me that bracelet!

Aww. My favourite pants.

ZOE LAUGHS

OK, imminent doom aside, that was nice!

Let's pop outside for some fresh air.

Umm... either I am WAY weak from dancing,

or there's some kind of weird forcefield around the cafeteria!

GASPS Gore knows 203 is here!

Zoe! Did you use the dance charm?!

No! I mean... yes. Hugh did. Accidentally.

And he's not giving me a chance to turn it o-o-o-off!

Um, well, there is a forcefield surrounding the cafeteria,

which means Gore's agents are here!

Oh, no. They must be disguised as students. But who?

We need a team meeting. Come on, let's boogie!

No! I mean... could you get us some refreshments, Hugh?

Sure thing, Zoe.

Deactivate Dance Charm. Backstage. Now!

Studies show that aliens secretly make up 10% of the human population.

Mind-blowing, am I right?

Look, a student! Shouldn't you be educating HIM about UFOs?

Couldn't agree more.

You're never too young to learn about the hollow moon!

Phew.

The dance ends in half an hour, and if that forcefield is still up,

kids can't leave, parents can't pick them up,

and we'll be breaking news across the Earth!

Testing. This is Quigley from the Portable Command Center.

Everyone online? Affirmative.

Ulav, do you copy?

'Ulav?'

Yes! Erm, we were just testing... emergency Zoogie procedures.

Gore has a forcefield around the school.

Find a way to turn it off.

Zoe, Rock and I will figure out who these agents of Gore are.

Oh, my gosh, I have an idea.

Spotlight dance!

VOLUME INCREASES

The Zoogie!

Ulav, any progress on the forcefield?

Shutting it down is theoretically simple.

Just send high-frequency sound waves through a piece of dytanium glovate.

'What?!' Dytanium glovate, a very common metal.

It's in pretty much every alien kitchen

in the universe, like Earth's aluminium foil.

Small problem - we're not in an alien kitchen.

Unless... Mr Roswell's been bragging all night that the decorations

are sourced from actual UFOs!

But how are we going to find it?

And here's another very rare, very authentic alien artefact.

You know, Mr Roswell, Rock's the guy you should be talking to.

Look how interested he is in your stuff!

Oh, boy, Rock! buckle up to have your mind blown to Betelgeuse!

Where's Zoe? For some reason, I want to dance more.

Step two - get rid of Gore's goons without them spotting me.

OK. You'll need a disguise that screams "school employee"

but doesn't restrict judo movement.

Voila!

Cafeteria lady with style!

Hey, kid! Food emergency!

Help me load an extremely heavy pan of finger food into the oven.

No, wait, I... Finger food waits for no student!

In there, third shelf.

Kind of greenish stuff with reddish stuff on top.

Hey! You're not...

One fresh-frozen Fred.

Ugh! That joke is cold. Stand by for your next disguise.

Excuse me, Sandy? It's Fred.

He's pulled a muscle in the kitchen, and he's very lonely.

This may look like aluminium foil,

but it emits a particularly suspicious odour.

Take a whiff of this relic! Bleurgh!

That doesn't smell like nothing on Earth! Right?!

I've located the dytanium glovate. ULAV: 'Good.'

Oh, one thing - whatever you do, do not smell it!

'I lingers in your nostrils for a month.'

Thanks for the heads-up (!)

Now you simply need to subject it to 200 decibels of sound,

which, according to my research,

is roughly twice the level of Earth's loudest heavy metal band.

On it.

School nurses don't have whimsically disguised spy weapons.

You're Agent 203!

Busted!

Quigley! We need to get 200 decibels of sound blasted through this.

Also, don't smell it.

Ugh... Follow me.

I got this, dude.

This is awesome! I'm getting so many breaks!

OK, Quigley, juice that system!

Let's get loud!

CHEERING

Activate levitation charm!

Zoe's been gone too long, see if she needs help.

Take her down!

Need a hand? Let's finish them.

QUIGLEY: 'Rock! I need your help!' I'll take them up to the roof.

MUSIC BLARES Oh, my ears!

I've already got it cranked to 11, but it's still not loud enough!

Can you crank it to 12? There is no 12!

But I have an idea.

RHYTHMIC DRUM BEAT

CLAPS ALONG TO BEAT

Parents arriving for kid pick-up!

I repeat, parents arriving for kid pick-up!

That force ray can't hold us both.

Let's find out who you really are, Agent 203.

Almost there!

CACKLES

THEY SCREAM

Val and Vole, come in. What's your status?

Hmph. Amateurs.

Zoe! Where were you? Um... I was just...

And now, the moment we've all been waiting for!

The winners of the Dance King and Queen are...

Hugh and Zoe!

APPLAUSE What?! No way! Uh...

TO HIMSELF: 'What is this feeling? Am I having fun?

'Was I even programmed to have fun? I like it! I like fun!'

Oh, if only her Dad could see her.

It was fun having you with us at the dance, Hugh.

I had fun too, Zoe.

That was a blast!

I'm gonna volunteer for the next dance, too.

See you at school, Zoe.

Bye, Hugh.

GORE: 'Hugh! Where in deep space were you?'

Gore! OMG! Tonight was so amazing!

I was crowned Dance King! Can you believe it?

What I can't believe is how much of a loser you are!

I need a full report of everything you did wrong and why you failed.

'Now!' Sorry, Gore... Chshshshsh!

I can't... Chshshsh! ..hear you! Chchchshh... Breaking up!

Chshhhh... CALL ENDS

Phew! CHUCKLES

Ah, maybe Zoe and Quigley and Rock wanna play mini-golf this weekend.

Mission report.

I apprehended targets 225067 and 225068 in the disco tonight

thanks to my dance charm.

I sure hope my daughter hasn't inherited my total lack of rhythm.

But if she hasn't, this charm might be a perfect gift.

Dad? I know you're just a recording and you can't hear or answer me,

but... I had a really successful mission tonight, and...

I danced OK!

I miss you.

And... thanks for the moves.

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