(Picture of heroines standing with hands on their hips. Whitney Houston in white leotard with lime green boots, gloves, cape and Brazilian bikini bottoms; Brandy in deep sky blue leotard with silver v-cut panties, cape, gloves, boots.)

Title of tonight's episode flashes on screen: "Now You See Her, Now You Don't."

Establishing shot of Harriet Tubman High School. Inside auditorium, prim and proper teacher Whitney, complete with glasses, is trying valiantly to teach Brandy's boyfriend, studly Jamie Foxx, to sing. This guy has one bad voice.

As he leaves, nerdily-dressed Brandy says "Gosh, Ms. Houston, at this rate we'll never get the play on time!" Whitney, clearly frustrated, is about to agree when both their watches begin to beep the first few notes from their theme song. They look at each other. "The Spectra Signal!" they say in unison.

They rush into a classroom and close the door. Whitney tilts back head of bust of George Washington Carver. Bookshelves slide apart to reveal two poles - marked "Whitney" and "Brandy". As the girls rush for the poles the jazzy music plays.

Cut to Spectra Central, as the girls, now costumed in their leotards and capes, slide down. Waiting for them is Steve Urkel. As they bouncily run over to him, he says "Hubba hubba, girls!"

"This better be important, Steve," warns Whitney. "We're working on the new play." Brandy adds "This better not be about trying to get me away from Jamie! Ever since you blackmailed us into being superheroines, I've been thinking you're up to something!"

"Relax, my bouyant little love angel," Steve says. "There's a new villain on the loose in Fair City - a job for SpectraWoman and Lightning Girl!"

The girls smack their hands in their palms. "Right!"

Brandy says "Lucky for Fair City, Steve, you created these identities so we could fight crime!" The two black beauties turn and charge off to the SpectraCar! Urkel watches them run, then turns to the camera and grins. "Well, there are other reasons, too."

Commercial Break

Somehow, without getting any specific instructions or general directions, our heroines pull up in front of an abandoned popsicle factory (helpfully labeled as such with fresh paint).

Close up on the car as they unbuckle their seat belts. "Be ready for anything, Lightning Girl!" Whitney says seriously.

The girls enter through the front door, which conveniently isn't locked or boarded up or anything. Silently, Whitney motions for Brandy to go in the opposite direction as suspenseful, yet catchy music plays.

Brandy is standing, hands on her hips, looking into the darkness, when Whoopi Goldberg fades into view behind her, wearing a velvet gymnastics leotard in rose with purple cat stripes, and purple cat ears in her hair. Cheshire raises her fists above Brandy's head and...

WHOP!

"Ulgh!" Brandy is dazed. She staggers around right into a punch in the jaw - crack! "Oohlk!"

Feebily, Lightning Girl tries to punch Cheshire, but Whoopi has already vanished, leaving just her grin behind. Reappearing behind the dazed girl, she taps Brandy on the shoulder. When the heroine turns - pow! Right in the kisser!

Brandy is really out of it now. She stands, her legs buckled in, her upper body going round and round as her arms hang at her sides. Her eyes are half closed and her open mouth forms an O.

Whoopi, grinning, tilts Brandy's chin up and nails her with an uppercut! The teenage crimefighter is knocked backwards over some kind of conveyor, her cute tits stretching the spandex of her bodysuit in nice ways.

"A little too nice," Cheshire muses.

Wham! The villainess unleashes a tremendous punch into the good girl's soft bosom!

Brandy's eyes roll back in her head as her tit gets pounded in. She sighs and goes unconscious!

Cheshire gives her a few more thumps in the titties to make sure the black beauty is beaten.

Whoopi stands, hands on hips, pleased with herself for kayoing the teen dream. She doesn't look too bad in a bodysuit herself. Suddenly she whirls, as she hears SpectraWoman's voice: "Lightning Girl? Where are you? Are you all right?"

Camera changes to focus on Whitney as she enters room, shocked at seeing Brandy laid out cold.

"No, she's not all right," Whoopi says, appearing behind her and launching a kick to the back of Whitney's head!

"Ugh!" Whitney staggers forward, slams tits-first into an old machine, grimaces. Cheshire tries to hit her again, but Spectra Woman rolls out of the way and hops to her feet.

"So! You're the one who's threatening Fair City!"

"Ohh, brilliant deduction," Whoopi rolls her eyes. "I just beat your sidekick's boobies into chocolate pudding! I think that qualifies me as a villain - duh!" She fades away.

Whitney stands looking confused, then remembers being hit from behind. She spins around - no Cheshire.

Camera pans up. In rafters, Cheshire leaps out, feet first, and plows into Spectra Woman's head!

The superheroine is slammed to the cold floor! She bounces on her boobs and flips head over heels onto her back, BWAM!

Her head lolls back and forth as she tries to remain conscious. The camera pans from her pained face down over her nice big spandex-encased tits to the stripe of bright green at the bottom of her leotard - into which slams a large black boot! "Oooohhhhhh!"

Camera pulls back. You guessed it - SpectraWoman is out cold!

Cheshire grabs a heroine's breast in each hand, then lifts them up to face the camera. Each girl's head hangs loosely, her mouth open and eyes closed. They look totaled. The shot is cropped close so all we see is the villain and the heroines from the chest up.

Whoopi: "Looks like I've got a couple heroines to finish!" Fade out.

Commercial Break

Camera fades in, all we see is the unconscious Whitney's lovely face and leotard-clad breasts. Camera pans over to look at Brandy's face and chest - she's out too. Camera pulls back, and we see that our heroines are hanging suspended above a vat of icy liquid. Cold frost is coming up from the liquid and a helpful digital thermometer says "0".

Cheshire strides in and slaps them awake. "Wake up, costumed cuties! Time to turn you two into heroine-sicles. Ha ha!"

Heroines stir, then struggle as they realize where they are. "You fiend!" SpectraWoman says. "Let us go!"

"Ri-i-ight. Then you can arrest me. Sounds like a plan," she smirks. "When you get lowered into that vat of icy cold confection, you'll be a couple of frozen treats! Now if you'll excuse me - I got a city to rob!" She fades out, her smile the last thing going.

"Quickly, Lightning Girl! Use your Lightning Gauntlet to free us!"

"I can't - my hands are pointed toward you!"

"That's it, Lightning Girl!" Whitney brightens. ""We'll use the Spectracoms to call Steve for help. Swing toward me and I can reach yours!"

Precious seconds tick away as the girls are lowered toward the vat! The good girls swing toward each other, once twice - success!

"Good work, Lightning Girl! now -" she speaks into Spectracom, "Steve! Steve?"

There's no answer.

"Steve, we're in trouble! Help us!"

The vat gets closer.

Both girls yell now. "Steve!"

Is this the end of our heroines? Why doesn't Steve answer and help them?!

Cut to Spectra Central. Whitney and Brandy's frantic screams come from the computer speaker, but pan camera to where Steve stands in a lab coat, checking off on piece of paper. Vanessa Williams, in low cut black leotard, is doing jumping jacks in front of him.

"Very good, my curvaceous crime-fighter to be," Steve says. "Now, turn around and touch your toes, ehhh, say twenty times?"

"I really appreciate you letting me try out to be a heroine, Steve," Vanessa says as she turns and begins toe touches. Steve smiles and stares.

From computer: "Steeeeeeeeve!"

Fade out to theme music.

The End!