"Let go of me!" yelled Roxy.
Four Professor Dittos dragged her down a hallway.
Roxy kicked and squirmed.
The professors pushed her into a dark room.
Roxy heard a heavy door slam behind her.
"Aargh!" Roxy stamped her foot.
The walls shook.
"Rocket Girl!" said a familiar voice.
"What are you doing here?"
Roxy peered into the darkness.
"Mayor Bloom?" she said.
"I came here to find you.
Your assistant said you stole the playground money this morning."
Mayor Bloom frowned.
"I didn't steal any money.
I never even got to City Hall this morning.
I was kidnapped and brought here."
Roxy was confused.
"But your assistant saw you . . ."
The mayor sighed.
"She saw something that looked like me," he said.
"Professor Ditto made a robot clone of me.
And now I know why.
He wanted my clone to steal that money!"
Roxy gulped. "I think we have a bigger problem than stolen money, Mayor."
"What do you mean?" asked Mayor Bloom.
"Professor Ditto made a robot clone of me!" said Roxy.
"Who knows what it will do?"
"Oh no!" said Mayor Bloom.
"It will have all of your super powers!
You have to stop it!"
Roxy nodded. "Step back, Mayor.
I'm going to blast us out of here."
Detective Smith was speeding toward Metro City University.
A call came in on his radio.
"Detective," said the police dispatcher.
"The Metro City Museum is being robbed!"
"I'll be there as soon as I can," said Detective Smith.
"First I have to catch up with Rocket Girl.
She went to Metro City University to find Mayor Bloom."
"No, she didn't," said the dispatcher.
"Rocket Girl is at the museum."
"She is?" asked Detective Smith.
"What is she doing there?"
"You're not going to believe this," said the dispatcher.
"But Rocket Girl is the one robbing the museum!"
Detective Smith scratched his head.
"What is going on today?"
A minute later Detective Smith arrived at the museum.
The Rocket Girl robot clone was carrying a priceless vase.
Detective Smith was stunned.
"Rocket Girl!" he cried.
"What are you doing?"
Whiz-hoo! Lasers shot from the clone's eyes.
Detective Smith ducked.
Just then the real Roxy landed in front of the detective.
The lasers bounced off her chest.
Detective Smith looked at Roxy.
He looked at the Rocket Girl robot clone.
Detective Smith rubbed his eyes.
"Two Rocket Girls?"