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So last chapter, I'm pretty excited. And I really like how this came out. So you all have been great, I appriciate you readers, and especially you reviewers (you're my favorites ;). Enjoy!
She moaned and rolled over onto her back. Her eyes fluttered open, only to close tightly once more. 'Ugh. What happened? And where am I—oh yeah. The party,' the events of yesterday washed through her mind.
But that meant that all her hard work had finally paid off, she was now the Chosen Priestess or Queen or whatever title the rulers mate held now and not her sister--who was leaving today forever. To unknown worlds and she would probably never see her again…..
'Well this is bittersweet…'
They were standing in the main hall, waiting to say goodbye. Rachelle looked a nervous wreck and was fretting about everything while Gibson tried to calm here down. It wasn't working to well.
Antauri was going over his mental checklist for everything and one. It appeared that the only thing—or person they were missing was Sprx.
Nova was trying to keep Chiro and Otto from eating all the decorative fruits lying out, while complaining about not feeling well.
"You probably drank or ate too much last night. I'm sure it's nothing to worry about Nova," Antauri tried comforting her.
"No, honestly I could barely force myself to eat anything. And I only had a little to drink, and it was that nectar stuff that Rachelle said wouldn't do anything to me," She said, looking a little paler than normal.
A shuffling of feet on carpet brought their attention to the latest arrival. Sprx came leisurely down the hall, apparently taking his time.
"What's wrong Sprx? Don't wanna leave?" Nova accused.
"Ah, you know me; I like to take my time on things. You know, stop and smell the roses and all that."
Nova rolled her eyes and went back to slapping Otto's hand away from the fruit in the baskets. Chiro snickered then tried his luck, only to be met with the same fate.
"Now Rachelle, honestly, you have to calm down. This isn't assisting in any form," Gibson's voice carried over to the others.
"But it's all wrong. I shouldn't be doing this, I was bred and raised in this place for this purpose, I can't just leave. I have to—"
"Yes you can. And no you don't," A new voice infiltrated the conversation.
All heads turned to the very familiar source. In the entrance stood a very pink monkey, arms crossed and annoyed glare in place. "I was bred for this job too you know. I know what it takes and how it works. Especially since I've been practically running it for the past four years, pulling strings, investigating, blackmailing, instigating, etc. All the leaders know and fear me and my abilities, I can do this. You know basics and can only rely on lectures to get you through. I have hands-on experience at this and I am a much better public speaker than you. I may not do things by the goody-goody book, but they get done. I will not let this kingdom go to ruin, because then I would have nothing to rule." Gabriellia let that sink in for a moment, hoping that it at least relieve some of her elder sisters fears.
"Bu—"the lilac monkey started.
"No. No buts, I can and will do this. You may go and do what your wish with your life, as long as it doesn't interfere with the laws of this planet," Gabriellia firmly stated, looking hard into Rachelle's eyes, willing her to understand.
After a moment, Rachelle noticeably relaxed; a small smile appeared upon her muzzle. Gabriellia nodded toward her, Rachelle returned the gesture, a silent conversation that only siblings could have passing between them.
"The public farewell will begin in fifteen minutes. Please be ready by then," Gabriellia suddenly became erect and formal once more, announcing her purpose to the team.
Antauri nodded in understanding.
Gabriellia turned on her heel and marched away, not a glance back. Rachelle's smile grew into one of affection at her sisters retreating form.
"Are you going to be all right?" Gibson asked her cautiously.
"Yes. I'll be fine, now come along we mustn't be late for our own farewell now," She turned to the others. "And Chiro? Otto? That's wax fruit."
Chiro and Otto paused in their gorging to actually taste the food they had managed to slip past Nova. Once realization set in they started spitting out the chunks already in their mouths. They wiped their tongues vigorously with their arms trying to scrape the taste from them.
Nova just smirked with an 'I-told-you-so' look and walked off, following Gabriellia's direction. The rest soon followed her, with Sprx teasing and laughing at the green monkey and boy mercilessly.
After wandering around for about seven minutes Nova and Rachelle had had enough; they decided to go ask one of the helpers where exactly the stage entrance was, despite all the male protests.
"Really Rachelle, we can find it on our own." Gibson chided.
"Yea, we don't need any directions. I happen to have an excellent sense of direction!" Sprx exclaimed.
"Oh give it a rest Sprx. We're lost and you know it, now stop being such a narcissistic ass and shut up," Nova told him, annoyed at his sudden 180 mood swing. Maybe he was bipolar…
"I just don't see why they didn't tell us where it is in the first place," Chiro said crossing his arms over his chest and trying to talk normally with the wax residue coating the inside of his mouth.
"Probably one last prank from Gabby," Rachelle grumbled, starting to wring her hands once more, "Stay here for a minute; I'll be right back, with directions."
"Rachelle, I really don't--" Gibson began.
"I said: I'll. Be. Back. With. Directions." She pointedly glared at him for a moment then stalked off.
No one said anything until she got back.
"Finally. What took you so long? Surely you couldn't have gotten lost? I mean, you practically grew up in this place, when you weren't off 'seeing-the-world.'" The pink female said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, her hands resting on her hips, dead-panned voice.
Her elder didn't dignify a response.
"Look, we're here now. So, can we get this thing started so we can leave? I for one am ready to be back home," Nova cut in.
"Fine, fine; just go stand over there for now until we call you out to give your formal farewell to the now united kingdoms. We should really think of a name for it…"
"Antor!" Otto immediately suggested.
Gabriellia gave him a 'what-are-you-talking-about-idiot' look, then tried to cover it up with a smile which came out more like a grimace. "Yea, we'll keep that in mind."
"We?"
"It's imperial." Rachelle responded.
"Wha??"
"The imperial 'we' tense. Where a royal or ruler uses we instead of I, so as to speak for the whole court or council, thereby showing their dominance and stating something as a formality," she explained casually.
Otto still had a blank look on his face. "So...are you still going to consider Antor?"
Gabriellia walked off without a glance or answer, leaving the confused green primate even more so.
"Don't worry about her; I'll make sure it's mentioned in the council about it," A dark, familiar voice came from Otto's right. There stood Zauro, an annoyed yet amused look on his face, "But it's a good thing you're here now. Your father," he indicated toward Rachelle, "was getting ready to send out a search party for you."
"Why doesn't that surprise me?" Rachelle asked rhetorically, "Well, we're here now so we can get this thing over with and be gone. I admit I'm quite anxious to see what is beyond this planet."
"So, what exactly are we doing?" Sprx asked "Gabriellia said something about formal farewell speeches."
"Yes, you, and probably Rachelle, are expected to give some sort of formal speech about your departure."
"Me? Why me?"
"Why, you're the Red Warrior, you have caused a great uproar among the nations and united two of the strongest cities, not to mention the two that have been at odds for gods knows how long. Of course you're the perfect candidate to give a goodbye speech."
"What am I supposed to say? 'It's been real, it's been fun, but it hasn't been real fun'?"
"Well, I would put it more eloquently than that but, I suppose something along those lines wouldn't hurt, after all the stuff you've been through."
"You've got to be kidding me…."Sprx dropped his head into his hands and turned muttering curses to himself.
"Are you sure none of us will be required to give any other speeches or formalities?" Antauri asked.
"I don't believe so, but then again I didn't set up this thing so I'm not entirely sure. But I do know that at least Sprx, and Rachelle, are expected to give a speech each."
"Very well, how long do we have to prepare?" Rachelle asked her long time friend.
"Maybe….five minutes, less?"
"What! How are we supposed to come up with a speech in less than five minutes?" Sprx exploded.
"It's not that hard. Just blather on about how you'll always remember this planet, and what a wonderful and memorable experience you've had," Rachelle told him.
Sprx spluttered for a second, trying to process everything around him. He finally threw his hands up in resignation and resorted to self-pitying.
"Oh come on you big baby," Nova told him "just do like Rachelle is telling you and you'll be fine." Sprx just stuck his lip out in a pout.
"It really isn't that hard. No one really listens to half of what you say anyway," Rachelle told him.
"What!" Sprx cried.
"Do you listen to half the speeches you hear? I didn't think so. You just listen for a few key words then clap when everyone else does."
Sprx resorted back to pouting.
"Just say how honored you are to be find out you're the Red Warrior and how its effected you're outlook on life or you're self-confidence and how you'll miss this planet and so on."
"Are you really sure he's the Red Warrior though?" Nova posed.
"Indeed, I don't recall him ever fulfilling that prophesy." Gibson interjected.
"Well, as far as I'm concerned he did. For one he came up with the idea for uniting the kingdoms, before an all out civil war started. True, some battles were already fought and lives lost but the legend never mentioned that there wouldn't be casualties. Second, our people are mixing blood with another's, and if our theory of your birth is correct you are a mixture of our blood as well, and you would be from us, meaning you were born here, but you weren't raised here, therefore you are not of us."
"That does make sense," Zauro commented.
Before more could be discussed of the topic a heart stopping shriek was heard, one which makes your blood freeze and ears split.
"Shuggazoom! that's one thing I'm not gonna miss," Sprx said as some helpers began to introduce the royals and thank everyone who came to the ceremony.
"Well, that's your cue," Zauro told the group, gracefully bowing and backing out.
"Show off," Sprx mumbled under his breath, before following Rachelle out onto the stage in front of the conglomeration of the two largest cities on the planet.
A few other politicians made their speeches first and the only way Sprx knew it was his turn was when Nova oh-so-gently elbowed him in the side and nodded her head toward the center of the stage as an indication. The fact that he hadn't paid attention to any of the preceding speeches or that he hadn't even given thought to what his speech was going to be about momentarily left him frozen before the crowd who looked up at him with glazed eyes and forced enthusiasm. He wasn't sure what he said, something along the lines of what Rachelle told him most likely. Probably stuttered pretty bad, as was his habit when he was nervous, but that didn't seem to matter because Rachelle had been right. No one really paid attention; he wasn't sure if he was grateful or insulted.
Next was Rachelle's turn. She calmly walked to the spot he had just occupied and cleared her throat, gaining the attention of those few in the first few rows.
"My fellow inhabitants of Enelya," she proclaimed regally "I am sad to say that this will be the last time I shall address you. I am leaving; I am going out into the stars to continue my search—which most of you know of—for knowledge.
"I will miss you all. This is and forever will be my home. I have cherished the time on this planet and will always consider this my home. I am grateful that I was able to live till the time peace could be reached between our two kingdoms. And I am confident that with time, effort, and a lot of compromise you will be able to create the most efficient and strongest government possible.
"Don't be surprised if other outsiders and species begin to arrive on Enelya. I do not plan on keeping the planets location or existence a secret. I want this planet to thrive. I want it to become a place that is recognized throughout the universe. I want to better it.
"I shall miss this place. This is where I grew and I shall not forget that. I leave you now, but not on bitter terms or with over powering enthusiasm. I leave with a heavy heart knowing that the possibility of me returning is miniscule, but I also know that in order to achieve a dream one must give up certain things—even if they are some of the most important. Again, I will miss you all. Farewell."
She gracefully walked back to the Hyperforce, head held high. The crowd started up their frenzy of applause again, only this time it seemed that some actual enthusiasm was in it. But it was hard to tell since before they could start jumping and shouting Gabriellia shut the up to comment on her sister's leaving and how it would (or won't as the case was) effect the way the government was going to run.
After she was done several other dignitaries went on about their opinions, roles, and experiences of that week and with Rachelle throughout her life. By the end even Gibson was bored to sleep with all the speeches.
The boom of the Highest Arden woke practically everyone present.
"And now it is unfortunately time for us to say farewell to our dear Priestess. Please show your support and give your congratulations to Rachelle, my dearest and eldest daughter." Again the crowd erupted into cheers and applause. Rachelle dipped her head in humility and thanks, then turned to her father and embraced him.
"I'll miss you….Father." she whispered, resting her head in the crook of his neck.
Arden smiled lovingly down at her, "And I shall miss you, my dear Daughter."
After that everyone was finally ushered off stage and away from the crowd.
"Well, that was a huge waste of time." Sprx commented. "I'll bet we coulda been back to Shuggazoom before now."
"I disagree Sprx; it would still take about three more hours to reach Shuggazoom, if we had left at the beginning of the ceremony," Gibson informed him.
"Well, at least we could have been doing more…productive things during that time to make it go by faster," he smirked and eyed Nova predatorily. She glowered at him and smacked him across the face when he tried to put his arm around her.
"Not on your life," she grumbled walking off.
Sprx rubbed his cheek, with a 'what-did-I-do-to-deserve-that' expression. Antauri and Chiro smiled to each other, seeing that not everything was going to change among the group.
"Well," Chiro said after a few moments, "I guess it's time to get going. Shuggazoom can only survive without us for so long."
Everyone agreed and took one final look around them at the beautiful organic city embellishments. The eccentric beauty around them was something they would all miss terribly, but the promise of home and many more adventures overcame that longing easily enough.
"So, leaving us already? Not exactly enforcing your 'I will miss you my people' thing very well," a sly voice reached their ears.
"I'm afraid my mate is right. You don't really seem too eager to stay," another sly, yet deeper voice added.
The team turned and stared at Zauro and Gabriellia, who were standing with identical poses: hands crossed over chest, small teasing smirk, and tails swishing anticipating.
"That's a little creepy," Sprx whispered to Otto, who nodded in response with wide eyes.
"Well, what if I'm not?" the lilac monkey replied, crossing her own arms, "Maybe I really can't wait to get off this planet and away from you and everything I've ever known."
Zauro raised an eyebrow, "Here I thought she," he indicated Gabriellia, "was the heartless, power-crazed one."
Gabriellia simply glared his way for a second, "Anyway, I guess I'll just have to give my real good bye now if that's the case."
"Real goodbye?" the elder daughter asked perplexed.
"What? You didn't actually think I'd let you leave with just that formal crap, did you? Puh-lease! Not even I bought half the stuff I said. We may not be best friends, but like you keep reminding me, we're family—sisters. No matter how annoying and over bearing-ly auspicious you are, you still deserve a some-what decent good bye. After all, if I was leaving and you just left our good bye to that formal speech, I'd have to butcher you before I left," Gabriellia told her matter-of-factly.
"I see," Rachelle replied.
"I don't." Chiro said.
"It's a sister thing," Gabriellia and Rachelle said at the same time, acknowledging his presence for only a brief instance.
Antauri cleared his throat, "Perhaps we should allow them some privacy," he firmly suggested.
"But we'll miss the big sister-sappy-lovey-goodbye speeches!" Otto complained as Gibson and Zauro quietly 'escorted' him away from the two sisters. Everyone else silently followed, not that it registered much to the two golden-eyed royals who were wordlessly starring the each other down—communicating only what siblings can.
Once the area was cleared of most prying ears their postures relaxed somewhat, but still no words were spoken. Then she went up to her, wrapping her arms around her sister in a tight embrace; rose petal meshing with lilac. "I'll miss you," she whispered softly, shocking the other for a moment before she returned the hug.
"Hey, it'll be okay. I'm always going to be you're older sister—and anyway I've left specific orders for Zauro to annoy, bug, pry, argue, protect, and pretty much take over my position in your life. So that way you'll still have to keep on your toes and keep your wit about." Rachelle informed her younger sister, simultaneously stroking her back trying to comfort the distressed younger monkey.
Gabriellia chuckled at her sister's attempt to cheer her up—and failure. "I've no doubt. I can assure you my wit and toes will be alert at all times. Just promise me you wont regret this decision," she pulled back somewhat from the embrace to look into those hauntingly similar eyes (even though hers were slightly darker and had a more critical sheen to them).
"Why? Afraid I might come skulking back? Don't worry; I'm sure I'll be much to busy to even think such a thing, not to mention actually do it."
"So you mean you're not even gonna think about us? About me? Rache I am truly hurt. I mean I said we weren't the greatest of friends but and I don't really want you to come crawling back here because I have no doubt that Father will marry you off as well and put you on the throne, but beyond that I want you to miss me and find what you don't believe in. I really think you deserve it. And I think that beyond this place you will encounter it and see that it really is there."
Rachelle scoffed, "I still don't see how you're supposed to be the vindictive power-lusting one and yet you believe is such a silly concept as love."
"And I don't see how you're supposed to be the traveled scholar and you don't so we're even," Gabriellia shot back.
The team had migrated to a balcony jutting from one of the many hallways in the palace. Antauri and Gibson were talking quietly by the opening, Chiro and Otto were still trying to get wax out of their mouth with Zauro amusing himself by teasing them, Sprx was leaning with his back against the railing, hands behind his head, and Nova was standing next to him fidgeting with her tail with an anxious look on her face.
"Nova, are you all right?" Antauri brought her to the center of attention.
Nova snapped her head up, registering the six pairs of eyes trained on her; her own bubblegum eyes glimmering in the planet's suns light.
"I'm fine. Why?" she asked.
"You appeared distracted," was Antauri's smooth reply.
"I'm fine really. I was just…thinking; about how good it will be to be back home," she replied just smoothly.
"Yea, fighting monsters at least once a week, training everyday, no one paying attention to us unless we're beating some thug, and let's not forget uncovering some sociopathic skeletal-beings evil plans—who just so happens to also be the man who came here, picked us up, then made turned us into cybernetic warriors and was also a great father. It'll be great," Sprx commented.
"You're just upset that you won't be treated like some god anymore," Nova snapped.
"I won't?" Sprx put on a look of shock.
Nova crossed her arms and glared, ready to hit him if he made another stupid comment any time soon. Sprx grinned at her posture and chuckled lightly, "Oh come on Novs," he gently reached over and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, effectively bringing her closer to him, "you know I was just kidding. Lighten up."
Nova continued to stare at him spitefully, and then nonchantly rolled her eyes and went back to her previous position and expression, leaning against the railing.
'Well, at least she didn't push me over the railing,' Sprx silently counted his blessings as he kept his arm around his girl.
The rest of the team wasn't so easily convinced but let her dismissal go. A few moments later the two female siblings came down the hall, "I told you they were over this way! But no, you and your stupid instincts and 'I-know-the-palace-better-than-you'…" Rachelle went on grumbling till she was by her lover's side and buried her head on his shoulder, causing him to become rigid in surprise.
Gabriellia didn't take such an affectionate approach to her mate; she simply stood by his side, at least a foot apart attributable to the standards appropriate for royal mates.
"So, are you all squared away, got all your goodbyes done, things packed and ready?" Chiro asked Rachelle after she composed herself and detached her head from the self-conscious blue simian's shoulder.
"Yes, yes, and yes. My things are already in the Robot, and my father and I have already said goodbye, and my mother and I were never really close and it's not like she'll really miss me. So I'm fully prepared for departure." Rachelle responded.
"I guess it's time to go then. Um, it was nice meeting you both, and please give our regards to his Highest. Maybe we'll meet up again someday." Chiro spoke to the newest royal couple.
Gabriellia nodded politely, if not stiffly; Zauro dipped his head in kind, "I shall be looking forward to it."
"I'm gonna go see if the humidity has damaged any of the Robot's wiring or engine carburetors!" Otto announced the second he stepped into the Robot and ran off.
"I shall go assist him, I need to make sure we have enough energy left to breach orbit and make it back to Shuggazoom on a conducive time schedule," Gibson stated.
"May I come with you, Gibson? I would very much like to see how this machinery works," Rachelle requested.
Gibson nodded, "Come along then."
They stalked off in pursuit of Otto who could already be heard fidgeting with the mechanics in the engine room.
"I guess we should go start up the main computer for take off," Chiro said to the remaining Hyperforce members, scratching his head at the awkward normalcy circulating among them. The red, yellow, and silver monkeys all nodded and followed him to the main room to prepare for departure.
A little while later after Otto and Gibson were both thoroughly satisfied that no damage had been done to the Robot the three intellects joined the others in the main room.
"Is everything functional?" Antauri asked as they filed in.
"Yes, the Robots natural environmental defense systems worked perfectly during our absence, no damage has been sustained," Gibson informed him.
"Very good, is everyone ready for take off?" he questioned, mostly toward Rachelle.
She nodded hesitantly, unsure of what she had actually gotten herself into. Yes, she still wanted to go on an adventure, and she really didn't feel like going back to such a political family life, but the actual realization of what she was doing was just now dawning on her.
"Rachelle, perhaps I should explain how this works and prepare you for initial shock of getting off the planet first," Gibson suggested.
"T-That'd be nice," she complied.
Sprx and Otto were at the control panels starting up the sequence codes.
"T-minus ten minutes!" Otto told the pair.
"Just give her the quick explanation Brain Strain, by the time you finish that one, we'll already be half way to Shuggazoom," Sprx snipped.
Gibson spared his younger brother a brief glare before returning to his apprentice and quickly explaining what she would experience during lift off.
"You should probably sit down for this one," Nova recommended, "it's gonna make you a bit faint since this is your first time. You can sit in my seat," she offered with a smile.
"Thank you, but where will you sit?"
"She can come sit in my lap," Sprx smirked over his shoulder as he typed in a few more commands.
"Not if you want to keep it," Nova retorted.
"Aw, come on. It's not like you're never don—"
"That's enough Sprx," Antauri told him.
Sprx shut up with a pout and made his way to his designated chair.
Nova turned her attention back to Rachelle, "I'll be fine, I'm just going to stand. I've done this a thousand times," she smiled again, her voice softening.
Rachelle nodded, trying to figure out what just happened between the two supposedly 'in love' robotic monkeys. 'Why would they fight if they 'loved' each other? Perhaps their sexual tension is too much or it was really just a fling due to the hormone release from the chemicals circulating in the atmosphere which are not found on their home planet, Shuggazoom,' she pondered.
She shook her head and made her way over to the yellow bubble chair that was clearly Nova's and sat down, feeling the fabric under her fur once again; so different from the materials woven in the palace.
"T-minus twenty seconds!" Otto called out as he made his way to his seat with the rest of them.
Nova stood off the side of her own chair prepping herself for the initial launch and jolt, plus the g-force that was bound to hit her once they breeched the mesosphere.
"Ten…" the automated voice started counting down.
Rachelle fidgeted nervously in the seat, scooting back, left, right, over toward the middle, swishing her tail hard.
"…Eight…"
Gibson kept most of his focus on the Robot's status, making sure that nothing imploded just before the launch; but he watch Rachelle with his peripheral vision to make sure she didn't do anything injurious in her anxiousness.
"…Six…"
Otto had sorely missed the Robot during the course of the week. He had often been tempted to come here and check on it during the night, and had even tried to come up with an excuse to visit it once or twice. Unfortunately circumstances beyond his control kept him from his beloved machinery.
"…Four…"
Chiro sat calmly awaiting for the countdown to end so that they would finally be on their way home, to Shuggazoom…and a majority human population.
"…Two…"
'I think I'm gonna be sick…'
"…Lift-off." The Robot jerked into motion, lifting its arms above its head and igniting its foot thrusters along with its back jetpack to get the primary motion it needed to make it into space. It was also ready to be home…it had missed the Hyperforce.
The majority occupants took the launch in stride, but Rachelle was rigid in the chair with her eyes closed fighting against the force that was now raining down on her inexperienced body. She opened her eyes briefly and saw spots swimming in front of her, that was the last thing she saw before her world went black.
When Rachelle came to she blearily looked around trying to figure out where she was and who these strange creatures were. Her eyes landed on Gibson who was leaning over her, checking her pulse and it all came back; crashing into her already throbbing head.
"Urgh…" she spoke unintelligently.
Gibson smiled above her, "She'll be all right, no serious damage." He announced quietly.
"What happened?" the lavender monkey asked.
"You just passed out during launch, perfectly normal for someone of you experience," the blue chief of science explained.
Rachelle looked around at the others gathered around her and noticed one was missing.
"Where's Nova?"
"She wasn't feeling well," Gibson frowned.
"She looked like she was gonna be sick and then right after we broke through the planets atmosphere she said she was gonna go lie down," Sprx finished with worry in his voice.
'Curious behavior from someone who was getting threatened from the same being a few moments ago,' Rachelle observed.
"I'm going to go check on her," he announced and walked over to his tube, shooting up it in search of his proclaimed mate.
"Wait," Rachelle said attracting attention from the others in the room, "We're in space already? At this moment?"
"Yes," Gibson responded, not quite sure where this was going.
A sudden and unexpected excited smile lit up the newest addition's face "Can I see?"
"Sure!" Otto exclaimed before the other's got their bearing and grabbed her hand, leading her to a window panel on the wall showing the speckled depths of space; mirroring her excited smile at its majesty.
"Well, I guess it's back to usual then…" Chiro said after watching the two joy-filled monkeys for a minute. He headed over to the control panel and switched it to TV. mode, stating up the gaming system as well.
"I believe I shall retire to my room, I have not been able to meditate much within the past week or so," Antauri announced and walked off.
Gibson continued to watch his alleged girlfriend for another minute before shrugging and going to his lab to see where he left off on current experiments. Yes, normal was definitely back.
It has been several weeks since the teams return to Shuggazoom, which thankfully was still standing; but Nova still wasn't feeling well. She had barely left her room since they arrived, today though she walked into the command room—where the rest of the team was lounging around—wearing a positively beaming, mischievous, way to joyful, happy-creepy smile. She looked around at the team who looked up at her entrance. Her eyes finally landed on Sprx.
Sprx noticed the mischievous, overly joyful, happy-creepy smile she had on and began to inwardly panic. He looked over at the rest of the team who just shrugged all at a loss.
"H-hey Sweetheart," he said as he made his way to her side, "What's up?" he asked the gold monkey.
"Oh I just found out something and am pretty excited about it," She said vaguely but sweetly, for once ignoring the frivolous pet name. She unconsciously brought her hand to her stomach and started stroking it.
"What is it?"
"Well apparently the mating ceremony worked."
Sprx looked at her confused. "What?"
Nova rolled her eyes but the smile never left her face. She put her hands on her hips, "Let me put it to ya this way," She leaned over and whispered in his ear.
Sprx paled a bit and froze in complete shock. Nova started worrying that this wasn't the best way to tell him. Then he lit up and grabbed her into a tight embrace, simultaneously lifting her off the ground and twirling around with her. Nova grabbed onto his neck and laughed at his reaction. Then a sudden wave of nausea hit her.
"Sprx….I'm going to be sick."
Sprx set her down and she bolted toward the bathroom. Sprx was still smiling but now had a look of worry in his eyes. He looked over toward the rest of the team who all looked completely confused, except for Rachelle who got exactly what she had meant the first time.
Rachelle had begged the first few days to be turned cybernetic like the rest of the team, and finally after much pleading had convinced Gibson, Otto, and Antauri to operate on her. She now looked exactly like the other monkey team members except her lilac fur and golden eyes and her hands turned into deathly scythes.
Sprx saw the small smile on Rachelle's face and smiled back.
"Looks like we'll have to start redecorating," She told him.
"I guess so. Now the question is: my room or hers?"
"Well I would recommend hers because they're supposed to become the universes greatest warriors."
"They?"
o.O can you figure out what Nova told Sprx? If not comment and I'll tell ya.
Well, there you have it. My first masterpiece. And I've kinda been playing with an idea for a sequel but I'm not to sure...
Right, I'm off to NaNoWriMo now. Toodles!
