Here's the finale all. It's been fun ... again! Thanks for everything! Maybe I'll post my other story here.

Dean Howards' Office

"So let me get this straight," Zyphorian began. "My best friend in the whole wide solar system, Raife, is doing everything in his power to make sure Spencer and Ashley never get back together?"

"That's right," Madison said with a nod.

The Martian continued. "And you want me to help stop him so that Spencer and Ashley could be together and live happily ever after?"

"You go it," the Latina smiled.

Zy shook her head. "I do not know if I can do that."

"You're the only one that can help me," Spencer said desperately.

"Well," the Martian crossed her arms. "On that dvd when you said all of those hurtful things about Ashley, was your voice being manipulated then?"

The blonde looked down ashamed, "No," she whispered. "That unfortunately, was all me. None of that was Raife."

"How do I know you are really in love with Ashley then," Zyphorian questioned leaning forward in her seat. "Do you think about her all the time?"

Spencer nodded. "Every minute of the day."

"Does your heart speed up when-"

"I hear her voice, when her hand brushes against mine, when she enters the room, when she smiles, when she says my name, when are eyes meet," the blonde finished with a nostalgic smile. "Yes."

"Wow," the Martian and Latina gasped.

"I know," Spencer said with a nod. "I've fallen that hard and I need to be able to tell Ashley all of this but Raife is preventing me from doing so."

"Is there anything you can do to stop him," Madison inquired.

"Actually no there is not," Zyphorian informed with a shake of her head.

"Great," the blonde sighed sinking back into her seat. "Now what am I going to do? If I can't tell Ashley how I really feel about her she's gonna be going home for sure."

"You did not let me finish," Zy continued. "There is nothing that I can do as far as using my powers go because Raife is far too powerful. However, there is something that I can tell you to do."

"What is it? I'll do anything," Spencer asked desperately.

"When you try to tell Ashley how you feel does a strange feeling come over your body?" the Martian asked.

"Yeah, it's like an electric sensation."

"Okay, whenever you get that feeling," Zyphorian explained. "What you need to do is say the opposite of what you really want to say."

"So she'd be reversing his power that way," Madison asked slightly confused.

"Precisely," the Martian nodded. "It's like what you humans call a loophole. It works every time. You would be reversing the reversed words that were originally not meant to be reversed in the first place."

"You just lost me," the Latina dead panned.

"I get what she's saying," Spencer replied. "So, instead of saying I love you I would say I hate you?"

"That is correct," Zyphorian smiled.

"Alright, this sounds great and everything but how am I gonna get Ashley's attention," the blonde asked. "She won't even look at me! She can't stand to be near me period!"

The Martian leaned in close to the girls. "That is easy, a potato chip."

"What?" Spencer and Madison replied slack jawed.

"A potato chip," Zy repeated in a hush tone. "A potato chip is one of the most feared things on our planet. You wave one of those vile things in her face and she will stay in place. Believe me."

"Seriously," Madison chuckled. "A potato chip?"

"A potato chip," Zy replied with a nod. "The shape of them, the texture of them, and the smell it is all… scary! We do not understand why your species love them so darn much!"

"This is a joke right," Spencer asked frowning. "You're not seriously freaked out by little potato chips are you?"

"Let's see," Madison mumbled digging through her purse. "I think I have a Frito swimming around in her somewhere."

"Madison, don't," Spencer warned.

"What do you think you are doing," Zyphorian asked as she watched the Latina with caution. "You are not going to-"

"Success," Madison yelled waving the chip in the air.

"AHHHHHH!' Zy screamed ducking under her desk. "Put that thing away!"

"Are you kidding me," the Latina laughed.

The door suddenly opened, "What's going on in here," the deans' secretary asked taking in the whole scene.

Madison stood frozen in place wielding a chip in her hand. Spencer, thoroughly embarrassed, covered her face with her hands and Zy remained under the desk in the fetal position.

"Dean Howards," the secretary questioned. "Are you alright?"

"Um, yes I'm fine," Zy said standing up and dusting off her clothes. "I was just showing these two young ladies what to do … if an earthquake were to hit."

The secretary nodded hesitantly and pointed towards the chip that Madison was still holding up in the air. "What's the Frito for?"

"I um," the Latina stuttered.

"She thought she saw a bug," the blonde lied nervously. "So … she ah, was going to smash it with a Frito," she finished in a whisper.

Madison shot the blonde a glare. Spencer gave her an apologetic shrug. The blonde was never good with lying under pressure. "Yes, what Spencer said, I was going to smash it with a Frito."

"Why don't you use a fly swatter?" The secretary questioned.

"There wasn't one around," Madison rebutted.

"There's one right there," Spencer supplied pointing to the fly swatter lying right next to the Latina on a filing cabinet.

"Wow, you suck at this Spencer," Madison sighed.

"Anyways," the secretary continued awkwardly. "I came in here to remind you Ms. Howards that you have a meeting in the conference room in five minutes."

"Right," the Martian nodded. "I better get going. Girls, that concludes our lesson for today. Remember safety first and … always eat your um, candy."

"Vegetables?" the secretary corrected.

"No, thank you, I've already eaten," Zy replied with a polite smile.

"Okay," Madison mouthed pulling Spencer toward the door. "Thanks for the lesson on what to do if a hurricane were to hit Ms. Howards."

The girls left. The secretary frowned. "I thought you were showing them what to do if an earthquake were to hit, not a hurricane."

"Oh," Zy waved off. "It goes both ways."

"But if-"

"Let's get to that meeting shall we?"

School courtyard

"Okay so the plan is fairly simple," Madison began as she and Spencer walked towards the parking lot. "When you see Ashley and you feel that strange feeling you feel when you feel it-"

"Could we not say the word feel anymore," Spencer questioned unlocking her car door with a tight smile.

"When you see Ashley and that thing happens," Madison continued. "You have to say the opposite of what you really want to say to her."

"Right," Spencer nodded. "But, how am I going to get Ashley to listen to me. Like I said, right now she wants nothing to do with me."

"Duh, we use the potato chip."

"Mads, I doubt a potato chip is going to frighten Ashley," Spencer brushed off.

"It scared Zy."

"Ashley's different though."

Madison rubbed her chin thoughtfully, "Oh," she yelled making her friend jump in surprise. "How about we tie her up?"

"We do what?" Spencer asked.

"We'll tie her up," the Latina repeated. Then with glazed over eyes she continued in a sultry voice. "Yeah, we'll tie her up … naked."

Spencer frowned. "Madison?"

"We'll tie her up naked and make her our own personal slave."

"Madison!"

"I'll get the hot caramel out and-"

"Madison," Spencer screamed shaking her friend. "Come back to me Madison!"

"What," the Latina stared at her friend confused. "Spencer? Hey, hi. Um, what were we talking about?"

Spencer rolled her eyes. "We we're trying to come up with a way to get Ashley to talk to me. You suggested tying her up."

"Yeah, we'll tie her up naked and I'll get the-"

"No," Spencer yelled. "No tying up and no nakedness."

"Fine," Madison sighed. "But when you guys do finally do the dirty deed, you better freaking invite me for a threesome."

"Madison," the blonde chastised with a blush.

"What," the Latina shrugged.

Carlin's House

Ashley sat on the living room couch waiting for Spencer to return home from school. Yes, the Martin was mad at the blonde but she still sat and waited for her to walk through the front door unharmed, ensuring that she got home safely. It was a ritual the brunette found she couldn't break.

Spencer entered the house and smiled lightly when she saw the brunette on the couch waiting for her arrival.

When Ashley noted the blonde was fine and now staring at her, she got up to go upstairs. A gentle grasp on her arm stopped her.

She shot Spencer a venomous look. "What do you want?"

"I want to talk to you Ashley," the blonde whispered somewhat timidly.

"I think you have done enough of that," the Martian scowled. "I know how you feel about me Spencer. In fact, the whole school probably knows by now."

"Ashley," Spencer paused. That familiar wave of dizziness passed through her body. "Ashley, um…" She trailed off placing her hand on her forehead.

A look of concern came across the brunette's face. "Spencer, are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine," the blonde whispered.

"Do you need a doctor or something," Ashley asked placing her hand on the blonde's shoulder.

"No, I said I was fine," Spencer replied shaking her head.

"I know, that's why you might need to see a doctor."

The blonde was about to retort but then it dawned on her. Everything coming out of her mouth was the opposite of what she really wanted to say. It was time.

"I feel horrible," the blonde said with scrunched up eyebrows.

Ashley sighed in relief. "Good," then her face went angry again. "Do not play around with your health Spencer. That is not funny." She turned to leave.

Spencer tried to grab her. "Um, Ashley, go away."

"I am not speaking to you Spencer," Ashley sighed turning back toward the stairs.

The blonde quickly rummaged through her backpack. She let out a mental whoop of joy when she found a lone chip at the bottom. She grabbed it and ran to stand in front of the Martian.

Ashley rolled her eyes. "Spencer, move."

"Yes," Spencer shook her head.

"Spencer, move!"

"Yes," the blonde said firmly.

Ashley placed her hands on the blonde prepared to mover her. "Move Sp-" A chip was placed in front of her. "Holy Zygony!" She yelled backing away.

"Now, you don't have to listen to me," Spencer said waving the chip.

"Okay," the Martian relented holding her hands up. "What is it that you want to say to me?"

Spencer let out a nervous sigh and began. "Ashley, what you saw on that dvd was. I mean, it was untrue at one point and time but then, I started to not have feelings for you."

Outside the Carlin House

Raife stood near the living room's window peering inside at his daughter and Spencer as he manipulated the blonde.

He frowned. "How is she not falling under my spell," he questioned frustrated as he watched the blonde profess how she really felt.

"Well, she had a little help," a voice said from behind him.

He turned to see Madison standing with a bag of potato chips. He gasped frightened. "What do you think you are doing with those," he questioned.

"I know your weakness," she replied with a smirk. "Don't even think about trying any funny business. My girl in there is doing her thing and this time buddy there's no way you can stop them."

"Who told you-"

"That's for me to know and for you to never find out," Madison replied with a smile. She let out a short glee filled laugh. "I've always wanted to say that."

"Zy," Raife sighed shaking his head. "Zy told you right?'

"Did you not just hear what I said," the Latina grumbled as she reached into her purse for something.

"What are you getting out now," he asked cautiously.

"You can't watch a show without popcorn," she replied taking out a bag and settling herself near Raife. She shoved the bag towards him. "You want some?"

Back inside the house

"How do I know what you are saying is true," Ashley crossed her arms.

"Because I hate you," Spencer replied in all honesty.

"No you love Carmen, I was just a pawn in your stupid game to win her over," the Martina replied.

"No, I love Carmen," Spencer said shaking her head and taking a small step towards the brunette. "She's wonderful and I know why I hated her or why I thought I hated her. It's just, I'm never worried about what other people would say and I was not worried about my reputation. I mean, I wasn't thinking about what people wouldn't think if they saw me walking around holding hands with an Alien. I was smart. It took an unnecessary slap in the face for me not to realize I hate you with all my heart Ashley."

"How do I know you are not lying to me now," Ashley whispered beginning to tear up.

"I am lying. I don't mean it Ashley. I hate you." Spencer replied grasping the Martian's hands.

The brunette gave the blonde a watery smile. "Really," she questioned in a small voice.

That feeling came over the blonde once more. Spencer sighed in relief as the spell had finally been broken.

It was getting hard remembering to say the opposite of what she really wanted to say. "Yes Ashley, I love you."

"I love you too," Ashley replied wrapping her arms around the blonde tightly.

"I've had enough of this," Raife yelled as he appeared in the room suddenly before them. "Ashley I forbid you from being with this girl!"

"Dad, what are you doing here," the Martian asked turning towards her father.

Madison came running in. "He tricked me," she huffed bending over as she gasped for air. "He said … a giant frog was behind me and I looked and there was no giant frog. He's good."

"Wow," was all Spencer could say.

"Ashley this human will do nothing but hurt you," Raife said pointing towards the blonde. "She will cause you nothing but harm."

"Dad I love her," Ashley replied definitely. "What are you doing here anyway?"

"I was um," he fumbled for the right words.

"He's been manipulating my words and he dressed up as my mom," Spencer yelled accusingly. "He like wore her skin and everything. It was freaky."

"Is that true dad," Ashley asked demanding answers.

Raife looked down. "Ashley I could explain-"

"No dad," the Martian interrupted. "I can not believe you would do something so heartless and malicious. You know I am in love with Spencer, why would you try to split us up?"

"I was watching out for you," he replied honestly. "I did not want you to get hurt. I knew something bad was going to happen when you came to earth. This planet is full of nothing but meaningless relationships and heartbreaks. I would know."

Spencer frowned. "What do you mean you would know?"

"I mean," Raife let out a sigh. "When I was a young Zygot, around your age, I too was fascinated with this idea of love. I used to watch the human's television programs and read human's magazines and idolize it. So, when I was around seventeen I decided I was going to travel to Earth and find this … love."

"I had no idea," Ashley whispered.

Raife continued. "I found it alright. Her name was Amy. I was completely head over Zygons for her. I would do absolutely anything for her. We dated for a short while and then on prom night. She told me she had been having an affair with her ex football player boyfriend. She dumped me right there on the dance floor in front of the whole senior class. All those times she told me she loved me and promised a future together were nothing but lies. When you told me Ashley that you wanted to venture to Earth for love all those memories came back. I didn't want you to get hurt."

"Mr. Raife, or um Ashley's Daddy Alien sir," Spencer said. "Yes this … planet has meaningless relationships and heartbreaks but … they only make up the minority. The majority of love on Earth is filled with happiness and meaning. Nobody is perfect. No relationship is perfect. What's a relationship if it doesn't have a few … um zygits on the road?"

Raife chuckled lightly at her Martian interpretation for bumps. Little did she know back on their planet they called bumps, simply bumps.

Spencer continued. "I know I hurt Ashley…. And believe me when I say I'm paying for it. I will spend the rest of my life making it up to Ashley if she'd let me.

"I can see that," he responded looking down. "I guess not only do I have my own past issues coming back to haunt me, I am also not prepared to watch my little girl become a full grown female. As you earthlings say."

"Oh daddy," Ashley sighed wrapping her arms around her father. "I am always going to be your little Martian."

"I know," he whispered giving her a good squeeze before stepping back. He looked at Spencer. "You take care of her Carlin. If you hurt her again I will zap your eye balls out."

"I believe you," Spencer squeaked out.

Raife smiled and pulled out his space transmitter. He gave everyone a wave and teleported himself out of the house.

"I could write a best seller on this," Madison said breaking the silence.

"Madison," Spencer sighed rolling her eyes.

"No, I'm serious chica," the Latina continued. "What would I call it though?"

"How about," Ashley started. "My Alien Girlfriend?"

The three looked at each other then simultaneously said. "Nah!"

The End.