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Trigger Warning: Those who are sensitive to the topic of neglectful parents are recommended to skip this chapter (don't worry, you'll still get to know Sarabi).

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It was a fair morning aboard the Octopod. The Octonauts were gathered in HQ for a special meeting.

"Octonauts," said Captain Barnacles, "I'd like you all to meet our newest junior officer." He brought forward a short squirrel. "This is Sarabi."

Sarabi looked angry, and like she didn't want to be there. None of the Octonauts knew what to think of her. Deborah was surprised to see her former classmate again.

"She's coming here from a rough situation," said Captain Barnacles. "I ask that you be mindful of that."

"I'm always happy to have new mateys on board," said Kwazii, approaching Sarabi and extending a paw. "The name's Kwazii."

Sarabi looked at his paw, then up at him. She scowled unapprovingly. "Good for you. I don't care."

Kwazii pressed his lips together. "…Alright."

Realizing that maybe Sarabi wasn't in the best mood to be around people, Captain Barnacles put a hand on her shoulder. "I'll show you to your quarters."

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Sarabi was holed up in her quarters when she heard a knock at the door. She reluctantly got up to answer. It was Deborah.

"Hi," said Deborah softly. "Remember me?"

"Sort of," said Sarabi.

"So," said Deborah, trying to start up a conversation, "what happened after…you know?"

"Went to a different school," said Sarabi, turning to go back to her little bed. "Worked just hard enough to graduate. I was going to go work some sucky job at Tim's or something so I could move out, but this is way better."

Deborah nodded. "We weren't exactly close. Maybe we could change that."

"I think I'm good." Sarabi went back to her comic book.

Deborah was dejected. "But I thought we were friends."

"I don't have friends." Sarabi didn't even look up.

Deborah's face fell and she left the room.

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Later, the Octonauts all gathered in the kitchen for dinner. Of course, everyone was highly curious about Sarabi.

"So, what are your interests?" Professor Inkling asked.

"I'm a fighter," said Sarabi. "In school, I'd take pictures of the bullies and rude bitches and send them to the principal."

"Okay…" He didn't exactly know how to respond to that.

"It was the only thing that kept me in the principal's good graces. If I didn't show him who to yell at, he probably would have dished it out on me."

"You got a family?" Tweak asked.

Sarabi scowled. "No."

"Friends?"

"Don't have those, either. No one really cares about me, and I honestly don't care enough to change that."

"Do you have any skills you're good at?" Dashi asked.

"I'd said I'm a pretty good cook," said Sarabi. "Kinda comes with the territory when you basically have to take care of yourself because your useless mother's out hopping from man to man like the entire male population is going extinct."

"…Well, that's a little harsh, don't you think?"

"Oh, no, that's me being nice." Sarabi pulled her dinner apart with a fork. "Seriously, if anyone comes up to you claiming they're my parent, kick 'em to the curb, because as far as I'm concerned, I'm an orphan."

No one knew what to say next. They all silently went back to eating.

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Later that night, Sarabi was putting her things away when Captain Barnacles entered her quarters.

"Yeah?" She turned around.

"Are you sure you're fitting into this?"

Sarabi cocked an eyebrow. "Yes?"

"You seemed tense at dinner; I thought the questions were upsetting you."

"Honestly, I don't care." Sarabi plugged her phone charger in.

"Alright. You live here; you have the right to feel safe here." Captain Barnacles, satisfied with the answer he received, left the room. Sarabi went to her bed and sat down so she could finally finish her damn comic book.

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And with that, Season 2 has started! It's gonna be bigger, it's gonna be wilder, and it's gonna have way more cursing! Hooray!