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? I was a normal girl Before my dad went missing

? Then his alien partner appeared

? You've 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 What's that?

? If Gore should get it That's the key

? To set my evil army free

? I'll gather my friends She's Agent 203

? Now she can protect the world

? It's Agent 203 Agent 203. ?

Huh. School election time again?

I can't believe it. Did you ever think of running?

For class president? Are you kidding?

Only two people can even get on the ballot and to do that,

you need to collect a gazillion signatures.

Who has time for that? Not us, no way.

Saving the galaxy is already cutting into our study time.

Actually, I don't think it's that hard to get signatures, though.

Just promise anything.

Like what? OK, my platform for class president.

A soda fountain in every desk. A school dance every night.

Puppy Mondays! Pony ride Tuesdays!

BOTH: Food Fight Fridays!

You have some awesome ideas!

We soooo need your signature! Please!

Is this for the election? Absolutely!

Who's your candidate? You are!

What?! We want Zoe!

ALL CHANT: Zoe! Zoe! Zoe!

Wooooo!

What just happened?!

THINKS: 'Sure, I'm popular, but I don't have any real friends

'because YOU always make me spy on them!

'I just wanna hang out sometimes! Is that too much to ask?!'

Ugh, you're acting like a real teenager.

Argh. Resetting your mood algorithm.

'Leave my algorithm alone! It's mine!'

You're worse than a Mogon in a stink storm.

Blurgh! What am I going to do with...?

Hey! What's that poster?

'That? Er... Something humans do here.

'They're electing a class president.'

What's a pres-i-dent?

'It's an Earth word, it means leader.

'They run things, sometimes even whole countries,

'and tell the people what they can and can't do.'

My boy, we are so doing this!

'Sorry, doing... what exactly?'

You're running for president!

With that much power, you can command your forces!

'Er, of school kids?'

You win the presidency,

then you command your forces to find Agent 203!

I'll have that charm bracelet in no time.

'Hold on, I'll need a lot of student signatures.' Bam!

' "Enzo D. World? Amy Geddon?" Who are these kids!?'

Made 'em up! Good, huh?

'Oh, gosh.'

I'm telling you, don't worry about it, Zoe,

there's no way you got enough signa...

ANNOUNCEMENT: 'Attention, students.

'The two official presidential candidates are Zoe and Hugh.'

CHEERING Thank you! Thank you!

And I've got an awesome opponent! May the best kid win?

Tell Ulav to transfer me to another school... in another galaxy.

And I can't just quit? For reals?

Nope. They filed the papers. You can't un-file the papers!

Where's a planet-destroying comet when you need one?

How could I possibly be president and Agent 203 at once?

But what's preventing you from... losing?

Ulav! You beautiful genius! You only say that because it's true.

Let Operation: Lose The Election begin!

Ooh! I'll be your campaign manager!

I, Quigley, hereby swear that this will be the worst campaign EVER!

And I, Rock, will make sure the science, geology,

and computer clubs will never vote for you.

And I, Zoe, AKA Agent 203,

shall lose this election on a truly epic scale

for mankind, the planet, and the galaxy!

CHEERING, LAUGHTER

And the dentist still can't explain

why there's three rows of teeth in my mouth.

THINKS: 'Haha, this is gonna be awesome!

'I have so many ideas for this school!'

You're not there to have ideas.

I talk, you repeat. That's an order! Ugh!

Picture it, another two whole hours of school... every day!

Dedicated to the joys of Advanced Algebra.

Wouldn't that be the best?!

And special Saturday classes, too! THEY GRUMBLE

So, I'd really like you to vote for me, and I'll do my best to...

Ruthlessly vanquish our enemies!

...support school sports with more school spirit!

That's not what I said. Tell them we will vanquish our enemies!

And no more lime gelatin! CHEERING

Repeat after me. Our enemies will fall like plush toys!

Hey, how about when you get an "A" on a test, you get a prize?

Like... What? What are you? ...a plush toy or something.

Grapnits! Double grapnits.

Follow my orders, boy, or I'll send someone who will!

But, Gore... GORE GRUMBLES

Wait! That's genius! Only I could think of that!

THINKS: 'Why can't I ever do what I want?!'

OK, all right there, just calm down. Breathe.

Tell you what, you take the wheel. It's all you, Hugh.

'For realsie?' For really, real, realsie, Hugh.

BEEP Hello? Ms Spiral, I need you.

RUMBLING

You called? Don't do that! I told you, no wormholes in my spaceship.

I hate that shaking!

S-S-S-S-Sorry... Just habit. Here's the deal.

I need you to go to an Earth school for small humans

and make sure my android spy Hugh wins the presidency.

Got it. Off I go! Wait! I'm not done! Huh?

Don't... Don't let Hugh know you're there, or he'll throw a fit.

Just get rid of anybody who isn't voting for him. Go!

RUMBLING Aagh, that infernal shaking!

Eugh, need a paper bag... HE VOMITS

Have you heard? It might be checkmate for the old chess club.

ALL: Huh? Zoe says if she wins,

she's closing us down.

No way! That's what I said!

I said, "Zoe, come on!

"They are NOT a bunch of lame-o geeks with extra lame-o sauce."

She called us that?!

Once a month, video tournaments!

But you're the best gamer in the school. You'd always win!

It wouldn't be fair. I don't think of it like that.

Think of me setting the bar so high,

you'd have to get better just to lose to me.

Wow, Hugh. You really care! I won't let you down.

DRUM ROLL

Students, I present your next class president, Zoe Stranek!

APPLAUSE Hello, fellow students.

If I'm elected, I will introduce these durable student uniforms.

Won't we all feel better if we all look the same?

CROWD GASP I know I will.

No way I am wearing that. I'd rather dress like a clown.

Nice one. We have a problem.

Remember Ted who signed the petition and promised to vote for you?

Yeah, I told him I was gonna make fun illegal,

so he's voting for Hugh. Not any more. He's voting for you.

What? Why!? Because he can beat you at video games, but...

ANNOUNCEMENT: 'Ted Smithee, please report to the nurse's office

'to receive your free solar-powered retainer.'

Wow, amazing!

I don't get it. Video games?

If Hugh's president, he wants a monthly tournament,

and, duh, nobody can beat him.

RUMBLING, THEY GASP

Was that an earthquake?!

Weird. We don't get those in Roddenberry.

I'll ask Ulav what's up.

According to my seismic alert app, that was no earthquake.

You have an app for that? Doesn't everyone?

No... Whatever.

C'mon, you gotta make Ted think

you'll make a worse president than Hugh.

Hey, guys, you're right, that wasn't an earthquake.

It was a disturbance in space and time.

It's as if somebody at the school punched a hole in space.

Whoa, sounds like a wormhole. A shortcut through time and space.

Precisely. I smell an alien plot of some kind.

But what? And why?

Guys, our campaign just turned into a mission.

Let's get some info!

OK, we pretend to be campaigning, but we're looking for aliens.

Hey, Breana! How about that shaking? See anything weird lately?

ANNOUNCEMENT: 'Breana Green, please report to the nurse's office

'for your free set of orthopaedic ear buds.'

Ooh, cool! I gotta go, Zoe.

ZAP

I've always wanted a career in nursing. Hahahahaha!

Now, who's next?

ANNOUNCEMENT: 'Could, er, Eli Pearson

'please come to the nurse's office

'for your self-cleaning contact lenses!'

BEEPING

Hey, folks, funny coincidence,

that's the third person called to the nurse's office...

RUMBLE

And another wormhole energy shake right afterwards.

Hey, guys, have I got a surprise for you!

I've tracked the energy in your school, it's coming from...

ALL: The nurse's office! Ugh. So much for my big reveal.

THINKS: 'My face hurts from smiling. I've gotta take a break.'

Yes, rest your face, Hugh. Everything'll be fine. Toodles.

Yeah.

Wait! Gore doesn't care about my face.

And he never says toodles. He's up to something.

BEEPING

Found our guy, I think. One Ms Spiral.

Makes wormholes. Extremely dangerous.

And a known associate of... BOTH: Gore.

But why grab students? Not just why, which.

Ted, Breana, Eli.

The first three names on your class president petition.

Gore's grabbing everyone on my list.

We gotta stop him before he gets Wilma!

'Wilma Mertz, please come to the nurse's office

'for unlimited gummy vitamins.'

RUMBLE

'Well, then, Cole Rimmelstein,

'please come to the nurse's office for power-jumping insoles.'

RUMBLE

That's enough! Disguises, Quigs?

Nice.

Make way, students.

Just a couple of seismic geologists working for the school district.

The good news, these are not earthquakes,

it's merely the foundation settling.

So, er, go back to your student stuff!

OK, we rush in, surprise Spiral, grab her, and...

And get out without anyone knowing.

'Marca Soyuz, please report to the nurse's office.'

We have your anti-sneeze glasses.

BIG RUMBLE

Why is the shaking getting bigger!?

Tremor 2.3 times stronger than the last,

energy level up threefold. 'The energy is building.'

If this continues, the entire school could be eaten by a wormhole!

What the Blorvak is Gore's plan?

None of this makes any sense. Time to visit the nurse's office.

BEEPING

Got your energy trail. Now I know it's you, Ms Spiral,

and I'm gonna kick your little worm butt!

Huh? Clear the halls!

Geologists coming through!

Spiral! Arghh!

Surrender in the name of... BOTH: Argh!

Don't worry, Mr President, I've got you covered.

Oh, after a short break.

Wormhole energy's heating up, might eat the whole school.

Ugh, great (!) Gore's worm-buddy is gonna make me

the president of a hole in the ground!

Ga-argh! Whoa!

Wh-Where are we?!

We're in another school,

a mirror-image of Roddenberry Junior High inside the wormhole.

And so are the missing students! Why don't you join them?

Activate shield charm!

Intergalactic Agent 203! You're busted, wormy!

Agent 203? I'm out! And you're IN!

She's trapping us in here! No, she's not!

C'mon! Close! What's keeping you open!?

Have you finished your mission, Spiral?

'I can't! Agent 203 is after me!' Agent 203?! New orders, Spiral.

Taste of victory! Get me Agent 203!

Get her? She's trying to get me!

Do as I say. I'm sealing off

the school so she doesn't get away. Gore! Don't!

The wormhole energy will be trapped inside the school. Wah! Arghh!

Stop in the name of galactic law! Not happening!

Wormholes, shaking, and now the school's disappearing!

Aagh! I can't wormhole past Gore's forcefield.

It's sucking up the school!

Grab her before she gets... Arghh! Too late.

Quigs! Ulav! Where'd she go!? I've got a reading in the cafeteria.

No, the music room. No, the art room?!

Why isn't she wormholing out of here?

She can't. Gore's put a forcefield around the school.

No-one can get out, and the trapped wormhole energy is increasing!

Ulav, that's perfect!

Not necessarily the word I would have chosen.

Don't you see? If the worm can't escape, we can track its energy,

find a pattern... And figure out her next move!

Brilliant! Oh, and you have three minutes

before the school vanishes.

If that's the school foundation settling,

I'm not sticking around to see what happens next!

Yeah, that's what I think.

The door won't open, it's jammed! THEY SHOUT

Argh! I'm never working for that stinker again! Yikes!

Activate bird cage charm!

Agh, missed her! Ha! You'll never catch me!

Agh! Why even bother?

You've only got seconds before this school pops out of existence!

GORE: Hugh! Good news!

We've got Agent 203 trapped in the school!

Hunt her down. Your campaign is over!

My existence is over if you don't let me out of here!

Get 203 first, and I'll let you out. No! Let me out or I'll throw a fit!

But... ARGHHHHHH!

Ugh. You are such a whiny android.

OK, the door near you is open. Go.

Back door! It's the exit. Follow me!

Hugh found a way out! We're saved!

Tracking.

Over there! Oh, I see it!

There! Grab her! Darn it, missed!

There has to be an exit! SHE YELPS

Narrowing possibilities. And...

BOTH: 203, behind you!

Activate sticky charm!

Wahhhh! No!

Got her! We gotta get the captive students out!

Last one!

Do it! I don't obey kids.

Ms Spiral, do you like chicken? What? Er... Why?

Cos it's my favourite game. Who can hold out longer?

Wah... Er...

I give up, I'll do it!

They'll wake up in an hour and won't remember a thing.

Win! Except the school's still disappearing.

Talk to me, Ulav.

You have to stop the wormhole energy by deactivating Ms Spiral.

How?

Touch her head to her tail.

GULPS Hey, hey, let's not be hasty.

How would you all like instant vacations anywhere in the galaxy?

No, thanks. Rock? My pleasure.

No, no. No! SPIRAL STRUGGLES

Agh, no, you'll never get me! Agh!

What happened to my forcefield?!

And where's Spiral and 203?! RUMBLING

Oh, no... HE GASPS

Ugh. Wah. Ugh!

Huh? Spiral, you clod-bucket!

OK, the school and the students are safe. Check.

But I stopped campaigning to lose...

Am I going to win? CHEERING

CHANTING: Hugh! Hugh! Hugh!

I wouldn't worry. THEY GIGGLE

Gore! Gore! Guess what! I won!

Ha, sweet victory! I'm the new class president!

Quick, we need to form an army to hunt down and arrest Agent 203!

Yeah, about that... Apparently, my presidential powers

are not quite as all-powerful as you thought.

Wh-What are they exactly?

I get to pick the theme for the prom dance.

What do you think? Beach Bash 3,000? Hot Hot Havana? Crazy Carnival?

Ooh, that's a good one. GORE GROANS

Hi, Dad. Well, that was a heck of a Tuesday.

I saved the school and my friends

and ran for class president all in the same school day.

Of course, being a secret agent, I had to make sure to lose.

I know you had to give up lots of stuff, too.

But it could've been cool to be elected class president, I guess.

But I guess I'll stick to saving the planet

and let Hugh pick the prom theme.

I just hope he doesn't go with Crazy Carnival...

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