Suddenly there was a crash in the stairway. Megavolt and Tegwen quickly turned to the sound.

A shadow stood at the top of the stairs, shrouded in the darkness of the warehouse.

"Police! You're under arrest!" The shadow snapped.

Tegwen shrieked and scrambled to her feet, desperately trying to seek out an escape route. "Oh my God!"

Megavolt sighed. "Quackerjack, you dork!"

The shadow flipped on a light switch, bathing the upper level of the warehouse in false sunlight.

"Don't do that!" Megavolt cringed. "I have got to free those poor light bulbs," he reprimanded himself.

Meanwhile, Tegwen was still in a frenzy.

"Ididn'tdoititwasanaccidentitwasn'treallymeyoucan'tproveathingIswear!"

"Hey, Tegwen! Calm down! It's just Quackerjack," Megavolt said.

She glanced at Quackerjack. A duck in a colorful jester's costume with an obscene white ruff at his neck and a banana puppet in hand stared at Tegwen, with lots of teeth in his smile. He laughed for a moment before moving closer to Megavolt.

"Quackerjack, this is Tegwen . . . She's my . . . uh . . ."

"Associate," said Tegwen, regaining her composure with Megavolt's incomplete introduction.

"Tegwen, this is Quackerjack -- another member of the Fearsome Five -- and a huge nuisance. As you can already tell."

Quackerjack seated himself in Megavolt's tattered old recliner. He grinned at Tegwen briefly, showing off a few too many brilliantly white teeth. It made her uncomfortable.