It was Beatrice's first Christmas after the Sym'ian occupation. Despite her survival of that horrible ordeal, she had been excitedly awaiting Christmas Day.
"Open this one first Beatrice." Phineas said, giving a wraped box to his robot daughter. "The head of the PFD Technologies Finland branch gave this, appartently his daughter made it."
Beatrice opened the present. Inside were a scarf and beenie with the colors of the Finnish flag. "Wow... these are so soft." She said as she felt the articles of winter clothing. Underneath she noticed something else.
"Okay that's adorable." Isabella said as Beatrice removed a small marionette from the box. It wore a copy of the scarf and beanie that Bea was now wearing.
"Anything else in there?" Phineas asked.
Beatrice removed a letter from inside of the box. "And... it's in Finnish." Beatrice put on her visor. "Hang on, I'm going to download the language... and a couple other now that I'm here."
"Just be careful." Phineas said, remembering how Bea's twin brother Beaurergard was corrupted by his time on the internet. "The Machina Argus Indomitus AI hasen't been deployed yet."
"It's not like I'm going into VR." Beatrice said as she scanned the internet for the information she was looking for. "Okay, I just got a crash course in Finnish." Beatrice then scanned the letter. "Aw... Johanna is such a sweat girl." She cood. "And... apparently she finished this in time for Finnish Independence Day. That's a neat coincidence."
The rest of the day went on merrily... at least until night. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" Phineas yelled in frustration. "It's yet another ceace and desist letter from the Young Superhero Initiative!"
"I don't believe this." Beatrice said in annoyance as she scanned the cease and desist order. "I save the Earth from alien monkies, and they get upiddy that I'm not being under Prof. Calvariam's purely metaphorical thumb!"
"And over the holidays? That's just rude, and arguably harrasment." Isabella said.
"We've been getting letter's like this every week since the end of the Sym'ian Occupation." Beatrice seethed. "It's harrasment. But they've got supernatural lawyers on there side, so we can't get sue them over this."
"And I'm exhausted, getting the exact same message every week!" Phineas said irately.
"It isn't enough to make the messages stop." Beatrice said as she ate the message. "We need to make sure that they pay for badgering us! The Young Superhero Initiative needs to be brought down... after New Years."
New Years came and went, and Beatrice and her parents met with Prof. Calvariam and the YSL teaching staff. "So, you agree to cease and desist the Silver Automaton?" Prof. Calvariam asked.
Beatrice just took a deep breath. "Professor. Let me make things as clear as I can possibly make them." She said pensivly. "When the Sym'ian's invaded. YOU, all of you were on some moon for some kind of conference. Meanwhile, my family was on Earth trying our best to drive off Vo-Kaa and G'reet. I nearly died." She said, sternly standing on the table. "I spent three months in a super computer, because I was too terified to face those monsters agian."
"I am sorry to hear that-"
"Let. Me. Finnish." Beatrice said, cutting off Prof. Calvariam. "And it was only because of the Silver Automaton armor that WE were able to drive them off Earth. I only regret that I couldn't put them out of there misery."
"For the last time Bea, letting them leave was the most convient way to deal with them in the long term." Phineas chided.
"Wait... are you telling us that YOUR the Silver Automaton?" Prof. Calvariam asked.
"Yes... yes I am." Then a number of robot soildiers burst into the room. "Then there's the small matter, of your tax evasion. So on behalf of the government, we're placing you Prof. Calvariam, and your entire board of directors under arrest."
"Impossible! How could you have known?" Prof. Calvariam said.
Beatrice said nothing as the robotic Talos soildiers put the board of directors into handcuffs, and led them off. "Now, to sift through there files." Beatrice said as she remotly accessed the YSL computer systems.
"Bea, what are you doing?" Phineas asked.
"I'm looking for any references that would clear up why I can't fully remember what happened when I ran away from home." Beatrice clarrified as she looked over her visor for anything that could clarify things for her.
Isabella and Phineas looked at each other in concern. Fully aware of why there daughter's memories were tampered with, and who did it. "Was that the whole reason you wanted to attend the YSL in the first place?" Isabella asked.
"Well I didn't expect to make any actual friends!" Beatrice trawled through the YSL computer files for hours on end. Fruitlessly trying to find some clue as to her lost memories. "Scrap!" Bea cursed in frustration.
"No cursing young lady." Isabella chided.
"You've looked through these files in every way I know how for any evidence that the YSL messed with my memories. But I can't find anything about me in any way, shape, or form from before I came here!"
Phineas went to hug his emotionally unstable daughter. "Bea... it doesn't matter that you've can't remember everything." He said gently. "Your an amazing and wonderful girl. And... and someday you will get your lost memories back."
"But first I'd have to find them." Beatrice said glumly. "And the Young Superheros Initiative was my only real lead. Now I'd have to scour the entire world just to find another lead."
Phineas wanted to admit the truth. That he redacted his daughters memories of her twin brother Beaurergard, at Bea's request no less. But he couldn't bring himself to potentially ruin Beatrice's view of him, or her mother. "Let's just go home."
And so the Flynn family drove home... and ran into the Baklava Boar. "Baklava!"
"I so do not have time for this." Beatrice said in annoyance as she went out of the car, took the Baklava Boar by the tail and threw him, then went back into the car. "I swear, as nice as this town it would be nice to not run into a giant boar in lederhosen, or a floating baby head." She complained.