Oh, Joy. Or why the ROB screwed up and learned that giving me cosmic powers and making a teenage girl was a bad idea.
The continuation!
"Emma! Dear, are you alright?" My father helpfully asked after he got off the phone.
"I am fine dad," I look at the girl that is still hugging me, "can you get off now?"
"Sure!" she chirped as she proceeded to do just that.
'Oh dear god, she actually chirped.' I thought in horror.
"Emma... who is that?" My dad asked, finally noticing the dark clothed vigilante.
"I-" I start before I was rudely interrupted, how rude.
"I am the wonderful and magnificent Shadow Stalker at your service sir!" The newly named vigilante exclaimed. Fist pump and all.
'Why is she soo... peppy? Is that the word I am looking for?'
"Ok..." my father seemed to be a bit lost. To be fair, his daughter just leveled a building and the top of one and made a new crater on the moon... oh, yeah... I forgot about that.
"Dad."
"Yes princess?" Ugh, pet names.
"If anyone asks about the moon, tell them I did not do it."
"What about the moon?" He questioned.
This is totally going to be one of those nights.
Well, at least the police arrived so I don't have to answer that awkward question when your daughter puts a crater in the moon has to answer.
"Are you folks alright?" the generic police officer A, questioned. Honestly, I am surprised on how professional they are being... wait... where the hell did Sophia go?
"Yes, we are officer." my father answers, to be honest, I tuned them out at this point.
I am in worm, I have cosmic powers, I am in fucking worm, I have a Stalker fangirl, I am in god damn worm!
"Emma? Emmaa?" My father tries to get my attention while my mind is stuck in a loop. Finally he resorts to poking me, the jerk.
"Yes?!" I totally did not squeak in surprise. Honest.
"Are you alright to answer some questions for the nice police man?" He asked.
"Sure, ask away, I do not know anything about the moon though."
If this were an anime world, the generic police officer would have had comedic size sweat drop running down the back of his head.
"Right..." the police officer clears his throat. "We just want a statement what happened here, the PRT should be here shortly as well."
"Oh, well, those gangers were going to rape me or maim me or possible both, honestly I have no clue what they wanted, they were kind of hard to understand and things, but then I totally blanked out for a bit, got up, cursed the damn universe, and hit them with a pink beam of death, that happened to have caused collateral damage, I think I might be able to fix that btw, anyways the moon mocked me so I shot that as well, god damn Majora's mask." I babble, I am not proud of myself.
The poor police officer does not even know where to begin or where to stop me, and my dad is just looking at me bemused.
"Honey, you might want to slow down." My father helpfully added.
So I stop and take a deep breath.
"They were going to do bad things to me. I blanked out. I came too with powers. And I shot them with a pink beam of death. I also think I can undo the collateral damage." I made a much calmer statement. I guess the shock wore off some time ago.
I kinda want the shock back. Damn ROB's.
Anyway, after that things got really dull. The PRT showed up along with Miss Militia, to which I got an autograph because she was one of the few decent people in worm, even though she was a soldier with a soldier mentality for most of worm. Nothing wrong with that, just that her superiors were mostly corrupt assholes. Gave my statement again, leaving out the moon thing though. Also we were encouraged to go to the PRT tower in the mourning at a decent time.
I also fixed the collateral damage like I said I could, don't really know how that worked though, it just did. I think I surprised them with that. After all I also shot a pink beam of death not to long ago. And that really is the complete opposite of fixing collateral damage.
So we got home, I was rather exhausted so I simply went to my bed room and slept. Knowing tomorrow is going to suck ass.