Author's Note:

Well folks, it looks like it's time for another Groove Squad adventure! It would seem that we've got more to learn in this arc than meets the eye. I've decided to not give you the details, but I sure will assure you to expect some surprises.

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Our story opens up in Bay City, where we see none other than Penny and her friends walking to school.

"You know, it really is kind of funny..." said Ping.

"What is?" asked Bridget.

"I mean, when Penny and Bridget came, they wanted to get away from the bizarre stuff back home and have a normal, boring life, but now, their lives have gotten more insane than before." Ping giggled.

"Yeah, come to think of it, it's almost like normality will never come into our lives." Penny remarked.

"Don't remind me." Bridget deadpanned.

Just then, Star, Stacy, and Roxanne came strutting down the hallway, looking all catty and smug-like.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the Klutzy Pants Sisters?" Star smirked. "I'm assuming that your eldest one here has been practicing to become a black sheep?"

"Very funny, Star." Chrissy retorted. "I see they let you out of your cage this morning!"

"I hope you've been practicing on controlling your clumsiness, Chrissy! Because if you give me a concussion, you are so DEAD!" Star glared at the blonde. "Come on, girls!"

"Coming." said Stacy and Roxanne.

The trio of alpha-female wannabes made a snooty look and they strutted down to class.

Chrissy growled. "Oh that...that...that...girl..."

"Just let it go, Chrissy..." Mackenzie put a hand on Chrissy's shoulder.

"She just makes me...so mad!" Chrissy growled as she slammed her fist into a locker, causing a large hole in it.

"Easy! Control yourself..." Bridget said as she massaged Chrissy's shoulders. "After all, we can't draw unwanted attention to ourselves."

Chrissy took a breath. "Fine...let's go! We're gonna be late for class."

Over the next few times Chrissy ran into Star, she tripped her at lunchtime, threw a paper ball at her, got her stuck with two hours of Saturday detention, and even dunked her head in the toilet.

"Ugh! I can't stand that orange haired witch!" She grunted. "She makes me so mad, I just want to...to..."

Chrissy furiously grabbed a hair dryer and threw down to the ground, which caused it to go so far underneath the room, it fell right into the principal's office.

"GIRLS! OFFICE" shouted the principal.

"Ooh, girl you are in trouble now." Bridget raised her eyebrows.

The girls went downstairs to the office, so the principal could have a little confrontation with them.

"Listen Ms. Van Thrope, you are the captain of the cheerleader squad and I understand that you are trying to show these two exchange students around and are under a little stress, but that does not give you the right to damage school property, especially my office!" said the principal.

Chrissy tried to explain. "But sir, I can explain-"

"I don't want to hear any excuses! I have no choice but to suspend you for the rest of the week!" the princiapl said sternly. "Maybe then you can get your act together!"

Chrissy kept trying to talk. "But-"

"I said, no excuses!" the principal snapped.

"Yes sir..." Chrissy nodded in defeat.

"And as for you four, I'm going to have to put you in Saturday detention for the next two weeks." the principal turned to the others. "I want to make sure none of this happens again, okay?"

"Yes sir..." said the girls sadly.

"Good. Now get out!" said the principal.

Meanwhile back at Dr. Nightingale's laboratory, the mad scientist and his cyborg henchman, Larry were having a little discussion regarding Larry's photographic evidence on the Groove Squad.

"So these are the photos you found, Larry?" Nightingale asked his dastardly minion.

"Oh yes, doctor." Larry nodded. "That's them. They call themselves, 'The Groove Squad.'"

"Groove Squad? That's a little...campy." Nightingale remarked. "And did you see anything else?"

"Oh yeah! I believe they were with some black British guy with blonde hair..." Larry added.

"Black British guy with blonde hair?" Nightingale raised his eyebrows.

"Yes!" Larry nodded. "And I think his name was...Adrienne or something?"

Nightingale gasped. "Larry! You must go back to them and find more information! I must know if that really is my old nemesis, Agent 007!"

"I'll take care of it, boss. I'll take care of it immediately." Larry nodded.

"And just so I can make sure what you're saying is true, I'm giving you a little partner as an early birthday present." Nightingale said as he pressed a button on his desk.

Just then, the door opened up to reveal a small man with some kind of exterminator-like outfit.

"Larry, meet Tim the Wictchsmeller." said Nightingale. "He will be your new partner."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Witchsmeller." Larry stuck out his hand.

"Yes, greetings indeed." Tim said as he condescendingly pushed Larry's mechanical claw away.

"Tim here claims to be an expert on tracking down people, especially if it involves people with powers." Nightingale explained.

"Preferably witches." said Tim.

"Do not waste your time, my dear hunter." said Nightingale. "There's no such thing as witches. Now, you two must track down those superhero girls and figure out if that was truly my old nemesis they were associating with! If you do, there is a big reward in it for both of you."

"We'll take care of it boss." Larry saluted.

"Indeed." Tim nodded. "I know that this is the work of witchcraft and I intend to capture those girls by any means!"

"Then get to it!" Nightingale hissed. "I need to get more Intel if we are to achieve...total world domination."

Nightingale pressed a button on his desk and a trap door opened up below.

"AAAAHHHHH!" Tim and Larry shouted as they fell down the trap door.

Author's Note:

Well folks, it looks like something is going on with Chrissy's powers. But what could be going on? Stay tuned and find out!