"You'd think that with all that land, they'd have a bigger population," the girl noted to her father as she looked out the window down to the alien planet. Maybe all planets with life on them looked similar to Earth, for that was her first observation in looking at the sphere. She'd thought maybe the oceans be purple and the land orange or something like that, but no, it was the standard blue oceans, green and brown land with two polar caps. More land though, with more blue on it than Earth, almost the same size though. Werid.
"Well humans can live just as well in a twelve by twelve room than they can in a mile wide radius, food provided. However with Andalites its different, they're like horses, they need to be able to move around when grazing. Terribly claustrophobic too, form what I hear." The man answered.
"Funny then they can space travel at all," she decided, and dug out of her jacket pocket a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. That were immediately snatched out of her hands by her Father.
"You know you're not allowed to smoke these outside of your quarters"
"But we're almost there!" She argued snatching for them.
"You're still onboard, plus it won't be polite to be smoking in front of their ambassador."
"Like he'll know what they are or for. Hell, we could just tell him they're the ultimate sign of respect and he'd believe us."
"No Kate, and I should really just flush them down the toilet. Filthy habit." He said, glaring at the box.
"You'd owe me $5.25 for them then, and how many times do I have to tell you its legal, I'm twenty."
"I'm aware of that," he sniffed, placing them into his own inside jacket pocket. "You can have these back when we get settled, you're not going to make your introductions like we live in South Central L.A."
"What?" She said, not quite understanding the reference.
"Like you have no manners!" he clarified, waving his arms around, exasperated.
Kate rolled her eyes, and turned away back to the window. She wouldn't act like a petulant child and scream for the stupid things, she had packs of cigarettes in her quarters anyway, she wouldn't miss one. She allowed her father the indulgences of still treating her at times like she was fifteen because that was had old she'd been when it happened to them. After that, it'd just been the yeerks talking for them; they'd been living puppets, except for when they'd fed. Agonizingly on separate days. Now it was like waking up from a big sleep, the years had passed, she'd graduated from high school, gone for a year to college already, her dad had gone to his work at the university, but it had been dream like. Where you didn't choose the actions you just sat back and watched, not knowing what would happen next, and never knowing when you'd wake up.
The ship she was on was a human built space-ship, one of the first of its kind, the first line of human built ships that could travel in Z-space. They were only used for diplomatic missions right now, and that's just what this was. Her father, Dr. Krakow, was a leading voice in modern anthropology. He'd written ten books on studies he'd conducted on modern cultures and their interrelations with each other, even one with the yeerk in his brain. He was considered at the front of his field, and that's why he'd been asked by the government to go to the Andalite Homeworld to teach at their University of Extraterrestrial Anthropology and Xeno-Biology on modern human cultures. Ironically enough, Dr. Krakow now considered himself the first human Extraterrestrial anthropologist, after this mission of course. The course was for scientists, soldiers, and anthropologists who would be going to Earth. Along with him would be Dr. Christine Malloy, who was an expert on modern linguistics, in order to teach colloquial language in many tongues to interested Andalites to better understand their human counter-parts. Kate was going to be her father's assistant; she'd decided she might as well follow her already famous father's footprints in this field, especially since she'd had yet to decide on a major on Earth. It was also an opportunity no one else had ever had before.
"Fifteen minutes until touchdown", said the cool female voice of the ship's computer.
Kate started walking back to her quarters, to put her hair up in a position agreeable to her father and to grab her notebook. She was expected to take notes for him all through-out the day for him that he'd type up at the end of the day in reports. How polite an Andalite would consider that she had no idea.
A/N: This was a short preview, mostly because of my time limit; otherwise it would have been longer. Also, I have never finished a fanfic before, and I hope this'll be my first completed. So please review if you want me to finish it.