*We open with a long tracking shot of the beach behind the Pad. The camera pans along until it zooms in on Micky, who jogs along the edge. It’s obvious that he's been running for a while as his t-shirt is soaked and he's breathing fairly heavily.*

starwenn: Mike: Mick! (The camera moves to the Pad's veranda. Mike puts his guitar aside and waves to his friend) Hey, man! (Runs onto the beach and catches up with him)

lauren9847: Micky: *slows to let Mike catch up with him* Hey, Mike.

starwenn: Mike: What's happenin'? (Puffs) Other than you're runnin' from somethin'.

lauren9847: Micky: Me? Running from something? Nope. Just jogging. It's a beautiful day.

starwenn: Mike: (Puffs) I've never...understood...how you can do this.

lauren9847: Micky: *slows* Sorry, Mike. *shrugs* I just like to run.

starwenn: Mike: That's ok, Mick. I just haven't seen you in a while.

lauren9847: Micky: Been busy.

starwenn: Mike: You're doin' real good at the radio station. We listen to ya every day.

lauren9847: Micky; *small smile* Thanks. *pauses* Wanna jog? I'll go slow.

starwenn: Mike: Sure. Em's been sayin' I need to get out of the studio more anyway.

lauren9847: *They start jogging. Micky goes slow enough to let Mike keep up without puffing too hard.*

starwenn: Mike: Still messin' around with the Chemistry set?

lauren9847: Micky: Maybe.

starwenn: Mike: Blown anything up recently?

lauren9847: Micky: *sighs* Oh, just read me the riot act already, Mike I know you're thinking about what happened a couple days ago with my bubble machine spewing all over me.

starwenn: Mike: Have you been feeling "you-ish" recently?

lauren9847: Micky: ...Mostly...

starwenn: Mike: What do you mean "mostly?"

lauren9847: Micky: I know I took that antidote. I'm not swapping personalities anymore. I'm just...blanking out at times.

starwenn: Mike: Blankin' out?

lauren9847: Micky: I'll be doing something one moment, suddenly go to do something else, then shortly after I'll wonder why I'm not still doing what I was originally doing. *shakes his head* I'm just glad that Jack's in the studio with me. He's saved my butt a couple times.

starwenn: Mike: Have you talked to Lauren about it?

lauren9847: Micky: Yeah. We pretty much agreed that it'll wear off soon, but if it doesn't, she wants me to see a doctor. I just wanna see if I can't fix it myself.

starwenn: Mike: Just don't try makin' another potion.

lauren9847: Micky: Hmm...

starwenn: Mike: Mick...

lauren9847: *Micky slows, kicks off his sneakers, and runs into the water, diving in.*

starwenn: Mike: Miiick! Man... (He kicks off his shoes and runs in the water after Mick) Micky!

lauren9847: *As Mike nears Micky, Micky dives under and surfaces farther away from Mike.*

starwenn: Mike: Mick! (He runs further, trying to get over the waves)

lauren9847: *Again, Micky dives under and surfaces farther away.*

starwenn: Mike: Damn it! (He finally dives in; comes up sputtering) God, this water's COLD!

lauren9847: *Micky pops up behind Mike and spits water on his head.*

starwenn: Mike: Miiicck! (He lunges for him)

lauren9847: *Micky dives under and pops up on the other side of Mike, spitting more water.*

starwenn: Mike: Micky, cut it out! (He lunges for him again)

lauren9847: *Micky dives away again, but doesn't pop back up.*

starwenn: Mike: Mick? (Looks around) Mick? Shit. If I let you drown, Lauren will kill ME. (He dives under)

lauren9847: *We see an underwater shot of Mike looking around. He finally spots Micky waving to him.*

starwenn: (Mike growls underwater and swims over to him.)

lauren9847: *Micky swims away, headed for the nearby dock.*

starwenn: (Mike swims after him, clearly not happy.)

lauren9847: *Micky looks behind him briefly to see where Mike is. When he turns forward, he's already reached the dock. He smacks his head into one of the posts. Knocked for a loop, he's starts going down.*

starwenn: Mike: Damn. Hold on Micky, I'm comin'! (Mike dives into the water. We get another underwater shot of Mike swimming as fast as he can over to Mick and pulling him above the water, then to shore.)

starwenn: (Cut to Mike dragging Micky onto the beach. He holds Micky gently as he coughs up water.)

starwenn: Mike: You ok, pal? You got a pretty good knock on the head there.

lauren9847: Micky: *hacks rather loudly, spitting out water* Think so.

starwenn: Mike: (Pats Micky on the back) Easy, Mick. What happened there?

lauren9847: Micky: *coughs* Why... *spits out more water* was I in the water?

starwenn: Mike: I don't know. You tell me.

lauren9847: Micky: Last thing I remember... *hacks, spitting more water* was jogging and you telling me... *coughs again* not to make another potion.

starwenn: Mike: After that, you went "Hmmm," then suddenly decided you wanted to play games in the water!

lauren9847: Micky: *groans* Blanked out again. *hacks some more*

starwenn: Mike: You don't remember ANYTHIN'?

lauren9847: *Micky shakes his head, still coughing some.*

starwenn: Mike: Mick, maybe Lauren's right. Maybe you should get some help.

lauren9847: Micky: *frowns* Do I HAVE to?

starwenn: Mike: Micky, normally I don't like it, either, but face it. This blackin' out stuff should have stopped by now!

lauren9847: Micky: *puts his head in his hands* Man, why do I screw up everything?

starwenn: Mike: Mick, no, you didn't screw up anythin'! Sometimes, this stuff just happens.

lauren9847: Micky: *looks up, a few tears run down his cheek* Then why do most of my experiments literally blow up in my face and cause us all kinds of problems!?

starwenn: Mike: (Shrugs) Chemicals do weird things.

lauren9847: Micky: *mutters* Some inventor I am.

starwenn: Mike: Hey buddy, do you think Thomas Edison invented the movie camera or the light bulb in a day?

lauren9847: *Micky just hangs his head, pulling his knees up to his chest.*

starwenn: Mike: Wanna go back in the water? It was cold, but boy, did it wake me up!

lauren9847: *Micky shakes his head, then rests his chin on his knees.*

starwenn: Mike: Ya know, I think Em was workin' on a chocolate cake when I left.

lauren9847: Micky: *quietly* Mike, can't I just feel bad for myself for a couple minutes?

starwenn: Mike: No.

lauren9847: Micky: Tough.

starwenn: Mike: Micky, I know you feel bad about the chemistry set, but you can't keep harpin' on it. You'll get it right one of these days. In fact, you already have. (Pulls out his communicator) Do you know how often these have saved our lives?

lauren9847: Micky: *little whiny* Electronics are different.

starwenn: Mike: Micky, quit acting like a five-year-old. Shit happens, ok? Do you know how much stupid stuff I've done in my life?

lauren9847: Micky: *face flushes, then all but yells* I'm acting like this because I don't know if I've done permanent damage to myself or not! I'm SCARED, Mike!

starwenn: Mike: Micky, calm down. We're gonna find a way to see if we can reverse this, ok?

lauren9847: Micky: *quietly* Let me try once more to redeem myself. *pauses* If that doesn't work, I'll go see the doc and swear off the chemistry set for good.

starwenn: Mike: (Nods) All right. Do you still have the chemistry set at your house?

lauren9847: Micky: *nods* Yeah.

starwenn: Mike: Let's go, then. (Looks at himself) But first, I think I'd better get into some dry clothes and tell Em where I'm goin'.

lauren9847: Micky: I could use dry clothes myself, and I need to get my sneakers. Blue light it? I'll meet you there.

starwenn: Mike: Me too.

lauren9847: *The guys blue light themselves and their discarded shoes off the beach. We fade in on the Dolenz garage. Micky's there, now in dry clothes, with his glasses on, reading some notes.*

starwenn: Mike: (He enters, also in dry clothes) Hey, Mick. Checkin' your notes?

lauren9847: Micky: *doesn't look up* Yeah.

starwenn: Mike: Have you found anythin' that might help you?

lauren9847: Micky: *takes his glasses off and pinches the bridge on his nose* Only thing I've found so far is a headache.

starwenn: Mike: I don't know much about chemicals, but maybe we could both take a look at it.

lauren9847: Micky: *puts the glasses back on, then splits up the notes* Here, you can check these.

starwenn: Mike: Ok. (He takes the notes) What are we lookin' for, anyway? The original formula for that potion?

lauren9847: Micky: Yeah.

starwenn: Mike: (As he and Micky ruffles through papers) What did it look like, anyway?

lauren9847: Micky: About half a page long. There's a couple rough sketches and two tic tac toe boards on it. *shrugs* I got bored.

starwenn: Mike: (Grins) Gotcha.

starwenn: (Mike and Micky ruffle through more papers. Mike squints at a few of his.)

starwenn: Mike: Micky, I don't see it here.

lauren9847: Micky: I don't either. What the heck did I DO with it?

starwenn: Mike: Maybe you threw it away on mistake.

lauren9847: Micky: Probably. *sighs* Just call me the absent-minded professor wannabe.

starwenn: Mike: Never mind the "wannabe." You're the real deal in my mind. I'll bet you could even make a car fly.

lauren9847: Micky: You're just being nice.

starwenn: Mike: No, I'm not. Micky, I'm not a mechanical genius. Do you think I could have put Urse in the MonkeeMobile?

lauren9847: Micky: I just wish I could stop screwing stuff up. Stupid little mistakes that keep plaguing me.

starwenn: Mike: Maybe learnin' to focus will help.

lauren9847: Micky: I need something.

starwenn: Mike: What? What do you need?

lauren9847: Micky: *determined* Grab the bottles I rattle off. I think I've got it.

starwenn: Mike: (Nods) Ok, Mick. (He reaches for the bottles as Micky reads the list and lines them up on the counter)

lauren9847: Micky: *sets the notes down* Grab me a couple flasks.

starwenn: Mike: (Does his best Igor impression) Yes, Master. (Hands him the flasks)

lauren9847: Micky: *raises one eyebrow, slight grin* Don't do that.

Micky: *points* Light the pilot for me. It's time to get cookin'. *points at the Bunsen Burner*

starwenn: Mike: You bet. (Grins) However, I will keep a close eye on you and it to make sure nothin' goes sky-high. (He turns it on)

lauren9847: *Micky starts mixing chemicals. He sets one flask on the burner, then set about mixing some other chemicals.*

starwenn: (True to his word, Mike watches Micky's movements and the chemicals closely.)

lauren9847: *Micky uses tongs to remove the flask from the burner and sets it on a potholder. He mixes another flask into it, then uses the tongs to set it back on the burner. He carefully mixes the last flask into the one on the burner, but pauses, sniffing.*

lauren9847: Micky: Uh oh...

starwenn: Mike: What "uh-oh?"

lauren9847: *Micky is about to answer Mike when the chemicals in the flask on the heat volcano out of the flask and onto Micky.*

lauren9847: Micky: *frowns* That uh oh.

starwenn: Mike: Shit! Micky, are you ok? Do you feel any different? (He reaches for a cloth and starts wiping Micky off.)

lauren9847: Micky: I'm okay. My ego's the only thing that raelly took a hit.

starwenn: Mike: Well, maybe you'll feel better if we see if it works. Do you feel like you're gonna blank out again?

lauren9847: Micky: Doesn't feel like it.

starwenn: Mike: Good. It worked, then. If it worked, it doesn't matter if it made a mess.

lauren9847: Micky: In that case, I'd just like to know why everything has to explode ON ME!

starwenn: Mike: 'Cause you like it when things blow up. I know you. You like makin' a mess.

lauren9847: Micky: Not all the time.

starwenn: Mike: Except when we shrink.

lauren9847: Micky: Aw, not again with the shrinking thing...

starwenn: Mike: Actually Mick, that was almost kinda fun. (Makes a face) Except for Katie tryin' to make me dance with her dolls.

lauren9847: Micky: Well, it wasn't fun for me. You guys were hassling me about it for most of it.

starwenn: Mike: We acted like a buncha idiots that afternoon. We shouldn't have given ya such a hard time.

lauren9847: Micky: Thank you. *sighs* So far, so good.

starwenn: Mike: (Nods) You ain't pulled any switches on me or tried to run off or somethin'.

lauren9847: Micky: Hm. I still feel bad all this even happened in the first place. What I said before, that is how I feel. I think I could use the focus.

starwenn: Mike: (Puts a hand on Micky's shoulder) I can help you with that. I may not be a mechanical genius, but I could try to help you keep your mind on one thing at a time.

lauren9847: Micky: *nods* I'd like that.

starwenn: Mike: But for right now, how'd you like to concentrate on eatin' a slice of Em's chocolate cake?

lauren9847: Micky: Now you're talkin'.

starwenn: (Micky puts his arm around Mike's shoulder and the two head out as we fade out on the mess in Micky's garage.)