A/N: In case there is any confusion, "Larrita" is pronounced "La-Rita" and Bergita is "Ber-Gita". They rime. It's a hard 'G'. If you've ever seen The Sound of Music, you'll know how it's pronounced. "McMorrigaul" is "Mac-More-Rih-Gaul". The I sound is the short I sound, like in "it".
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Larrita was taken aback at just how large the ship was. It looked to be twice the size of their apartment. As Larrita looked around, she noticed they were all a little outside of the city limits. Korben steered into the ship and docked. Miguel and Omar were out of the back as soon as the engine cut off. Omar rushed to get the door for Korben, and Miguel got the door for Larrita and offered her a hand to help her out. Larrita was worried that by not accepting it, se's offend him or something and right now she didn't think that was a good idea until she had the faintest idea what the hell was going on. She reluctantly accepted his hand as he helped her out. Before she thought to grab her backpack, Miguel had all ready gotten it.
"This way," Omar said, showing Korben and Larrita in one of the rooms on the ship. Larrita looked around the ship, taking everything in. It was larger on the inside than it looked. Inside the room was even more amazing; it looked like a living facility. She was physically taken aback. Inside the room looked like much of the furniture from their apartment. Her mother was sitting in a chair, clutching Larrita's infant siblings tightly. Robby and Amy were cuddling next to their mother, also confused.
"Wha… Huh… how?" Larrita began. She saw boxes and crates were also around. Some strange decorations and furniture were also about.
"Larrita, I'm so glad we found you," Sighed Leeloo, smiling.
"What the hell is going on?!" Larrita exclaimed, her voice breathy. Before anyone could explain, a rugged, beat-to-hell-six-ways-and-dragged-back-through-hell-backwards looking girl rushed in.
"The gang all here?" Annie asked.
"Yeah," Miguel answered.
"Right. Miguel or Omar, either one, it doesn't matter, I need someone on the pilot deck with me. Someone else needs to stay here with these guys. Honored Guests, grab a side, buckle your safety belts and hold on to something. Usually I'd be able to give you a smooth ride, but we're going to be cloaked and were using new porting technology, so it's going to be rough. I hope no one had a big lunch," She said.
"Who... who the hell are you?" Larrita asked, dazed.
"We'll get to that later, right now, you need to get into one of the flight seats," Annie said.
"Woah, woah, woah," Said Korben, "You're going to be driving us?"
"Yeah," Said Annie.
"You're drunk," Said Korben.
"I'm sober," Said Annie, "I haven't touched anything in two and a half days."
"Like that makes me feel any better," Said Larrita, her caustic attitude returning now that the shock was starting to wear off.
"I'll be with her on pilot deck," Miguel said.
"Like Larrita said," Korben muttered.
"Annie, Miguel, get to Pilot deck. I'll get our guests strapped in and ready for flight," Omar said, calmly and Miguel and Annie turned to leave.
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