Disclaimer: Sleepy now. Plans to dominate Disney and own Zenon and all
characters have been postponed until tomorrow night.
Its been SO long. Wow. I finally got my inspiration... wow.
BTW I changed Nova Linen Cove back to Nova Linda...just not in past chapters yet. It can wait until I revise the completed thing. :)
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After the two friends had reconciled, the Earth bound pair went their separate ways. Nebula back to her fancy preparation school and Proto Zoa back to Nova Linda Cove, where he continued to write. All he could think of was Zenon, and the feeling was not one-sided.
Zenon only had to go to class for a half hour on Friday, just to collect her final exam score. She was honored with the highest grade in the class, which she had hoped for but also expected. She took her disk with her end-of-the-year reports on it and went back to her habitation module. She went down the staircase to her room, and flopped down on the bed, laying on her stomach. A wave of happiness over took her and she released it the only way she knew how, kicking and screaming. At first sight, one would have thought she was throwing a temper tantrum, but at a closer examination, they would have seen the humongous smile plastered across her face. When her small attack subsided, she picked up her zap pad, which was in its resting place next to her bed. With a simple press of a button, Zee accessed her VMail, and received her messages from Nebula and ProtoZoa.
Nebula's message had been short, letting Zee know she had gotten home safely, et cetera et cetera. Then Proto Zoa's message began.
"How did my favorite Space Girl do on her exams?" He asked, grinning into the screen. "I know you made perfect scores, because this gorgeous major rockstar studied with you. I...." She sat listening to his speech, laughing at his little tributes to himself. Just as Proto Zoa reached the end of his monologue, his picture fizzed off the screen, and the connecting dialogue appeared. As angry as she was, there was still that unbearable curiosity pawing at her mind. A very flustered looking Astrid appeared and Zenon peered at her mother, confusion and worry quickly developing across her face.
"Mom?" Zenon asked, concern in her voice.
"Um, Zenon, dear, we need to talk to you," Astrid replied. "Please come own to the lab." With an instant flash, Astrid was gone, and a puzzled Zenon was quickly making her way to her parents lab.
As soon as she could see the door, Zee broke into a run. She haphazardly dodged some little kids, and slammed her hand into the fingerpad to gain access to the lab. With a swish, she was in the sterilization chamber, and flash of light temporarily blinding her. She stumbled into the lab and found her mother with General Hammond, who was standing behind Astrid, with two soldiers standing at ease. Zenon regained her balance and took in the sight before her.
"Mom?" She struggled to ask.
"Zenon, General Hammond needs to talk to you," Her mother said impassively.
"Miss Kar," Hammond said oh-so-friendly. "We need to have a little chat." Zenon's mind raced at all the possibilities of what she had done wrong over the past month, yet came up blank, because she had done nothing wrong.
"Oh.... kay," She said, somewhat warily. He escorted her to the supply room where two chairs had been placed, ready to seat them.
"Miss Kar, you know this station is getting slightly crowded and that we don't have the means to accommodate all the new personnel, so I'd like you to be the brave example and relocate to Earth." He said, trying to talk it into a great honor.
"What? Why me? Why should I go?!" Zenon asked, expressing her anger.
"Miss Kar, you'll do well to calm yourself," Hammond enunciated sternly. "The reasons why are simple. You are now of age, you are nonessential personnel. You would be saving food supply and living costs. Now, I expect you to be ready tomorrow afternoon at 16:00 hours."
"Calm myself? When I'm getting grounded?" She was angry and wisely realized it, and waited a moment before completing her thoughts. "Who else is going?" She finished, clamping her mouth shut.
"Your entire senior class will be leaving, but you will be going first," He explained shortly.
Zenon stalked angrily out of the room and as the anger inside her grew, so did her pace. She swept briskly by her mother and, by the time she had reached her maximum speed, she was storming out of the lab.
After reaching her former room, she released the scream she had held inside after first hearing what Piggy Senior had to tell her.
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ProtoZoa sat comfortably in a large recliner in his palatial home, writing furiously in a spiral notebook. Zenon really had been a good inspiration for him, and anyone could tell that since his last trip to the spay stay. PZ was just beginning to work on a new chorus for another song when the ethereal silence was broken by the screeching of his Zap Pad.
"ANSWER ME!" The small machine demanded. ProtoZoa looked up from his notepad, knowing the few possibilities of the ones who were contacting him, but deep inside, knowing it had to be Zee. A wide smile already managed to find its way to his face, as he made his way to the device. A simple click of the 'Answer' key connected him to a very angry-faced Zenon.
"Zenon, Love, are you okay?" He asked gently, wide smile fading into growing concern.
"No. No, I am NOT okay. I'm mad! I'm coming back to Earth!" She fairly yelled. From his point of view, this was actually a very good thing, but of course, Zenon felt otherwise.
"Why Zenon?" He questioned curiously.
"Because... Because I'm, to paraphrase it, 'a waste of space'," She said, unshed tears filling her eyes. "Hammond is grounding the entire senior class, so he says," she elaborated.
'So he says? You don't think he's really going to do it?" A wave of anger mingling in his normally calm voice.
"I do. Why else would he choose me first. Oh yeah, I'm supposed to be the 'brave example' Ha. No," She explained.
"I'll find out. If he's not doing it, then you won't have to come if you don't want to," He replied, a mask of protectiveness overcoming the growing pancaked feeling in him.
"That's sweet," Zenon answered, a smile making its way to her face. "But I will prove them wrong." An uneasy silence fell over the pair, and ProtoZoa used this time to think over all the future possibilities with himself and Zenon.
"So, um, Zee, where will you be living?" He asked, snapping Zenon out of her silent reverie.
"I don't know. I know no details yet, but I trust that I'll be finding out very soon. I do know that I will get there at 6:15 Friday night. God, I can't believe I'm coming back there... to live!" She finished. Where was she going to live? Despite what she wanted, living with him would have been too weird, especially since neither had taken steps in their attraction's towards the opposite. "Hey, I'm gonna get packing, four o'clock tomorrow isn't very far off. I'll talk to you later tonight, and tell you what all is going on with the move down," She said, drawing the conversation to a close. "Bye."
"Bye Zee," He replied, still in a thoughtful state. Maybe she'd come and stay with him! Maybe.......
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After disconnecting with ProtoZoa, Zenon zapped Neb and left her a VMail, explaining the whole situation with what little detail she knew, and then set to the huge task of packing. What should go and what shouldn't? She didn't hesitate in packing up all her craft supplies, and of course, all her mChips and Holovision vids. Her clothes were very different from those that were displayed on Earth, and none of the people's clothes down there had their names or initials on them, so Zee decided to take a few shirts and rely on the clothes that Aunt Judy had bought her on the first trip down. Of course, Neb knew what was in fashion there too, so she'd be of much use, as well as the shirt that she so carefully made Zee on her birthday. Smiling, Zenon thought back to that day, the thrill of her surprise party, and the thoughtful gifts of her friends. Absentmindedly, Zenon gently touched the rings as she thought of the look in his eyes when he saw how happy she was with them. Many would have thought the thrill of the party had dulled all her senses, yet even through the excitement and the masses of people Zenon's mind registered every emotion, every glance, and every expression ProtoZoa displayed was noticed and savored. Snapping back to reality, Zenon dropped her hands and sighed as she refocused on the large task at hand, when the beeping of her pink and silver Zap Pad. The offending noise signaled that it was either Nebula or ProtoZoa calling, customized name ringers allowed her that knowledge. Struggling to hop over a few boxes that littered her already cluttered floor, Zenon went to answer the calls of the com.
Pressing the connect button, Zenon eagerly awaited to see her friend. Finally Nebula's smiling face appeared on the screen, instantly beginning to screech at the news from the VMail.
"Your Earth bound, Zee?" Nebula asked, face aglow.
"Yeah, that's the word," Zee responded, her tone despondent.
"Well, I know your not happy, but I'm fired! I can't wait for you to get here! Next break I have, spring break most likely, we are going shopping and doing all the stuff we used to do! I have the coolest craft stuff to show you and now I know the best shops to hit when we want to really stock up!" Neb continued babbling on, and Zee began to tune her out. It was really happening, Zenon was going back to Earth, and it looked as though it would be permanent. *******************************************
Gah! What is it about PZ/Z fics and WRITERS BLOCK! It might just be that I'm w/o muses now, but I have also been trying to post this for a while... stupid ff.net!
xTalyax
Its been SO long. Wow. I finally got my inspiration... wow.
BTW I changed Nova Linen Cove back to Nova Linda...just not in past chapters yet. It can wait until I revise the completed thing. :)
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After the two friends had reconciled, the Earth bound pair went their separate ways. Nebula back to her fancy preparation school and Proto Zoa back to Nova Linda Cove, where he continued to write. All he could think of was Zenon, and the feeling was not one-sided.
Zenon only had to go to class for a half hour on Friday, just to collect her final exam score. She was honored with the highest grade in the class, which she had hoped for but also expected. She took her disk with her end-of-the-year reports on it and went back to her habitation module. She went down the staircase to her room, and flopped down on the bed, laying on her stomach. A wave of happiness over took her and she released it the only way she knew how, kicking and screaming. At first sight, one would have thought she was throwing a temper tantrum, but at a closer examination, they would have seen the humongous smile plastered across her face. When her small attack subsided, she picked up her zap pad, which was in its resting place next to her bed. With a simple press of a button, Zee accessed her VMail, and received her messages from Nebula and ProtoZoa.
Nebula's message had been short, letting Zee know she had gotten home safely, et cetera et cetera. Then Proto Zoa's message began.
"How did my favorite Space Girl do on her exams?" He asked, grinning into the screen. "I know you made perfect scores, because this gorgeous major rockstar studied with you. I...." She sat listening to his speech, laughing at his little tributes to himself. Just as Proto Zoa reached the end of his monologue, his picture fizzed off the screen, and the connecting dialogue appeared. As angry as she was, there was still that unbearable curiosity pawing at her mind. A very flustered looking Astrid appeared and Zenon peered at her mother, confusion and worry quickly developing across her face.
"Mom?" Zenon asked, concern in her voice.
"Um, Zenon, dear, we need to talk to you," Astrid replied. "Please come own to the lab." With an instant flash, Astrid was gone, and a puzzled Zenon was quickly making her way to her parents lab.
As soon as she could see the door, Zee broke into a run. She haphazardly dodged some little kids, and slammed her hand into the fingerpad to gain access to the lab. With a swish, she was in the sterilization chamber, and flash of light temporarily blinding her. She stumbled into the lab and found her mother with General Hammond, who was standing behind Astrid, with two soldiers standing at ease. Zenon regained her balance and took in the sight before her.
"Mom?" She struggled to ask.
"Zenon, General Hammond needs to talk to you," Her mother said impassively.
"Miss Kar," Hammond said oh-so-friendly. "We need to have a little chat." Zenon's mind raced at all the possibilities of what she had done wrong over the past month, yet came up blank, because she had done nothing wrong.
"Oh.... kay," She said, somewhat warily. He escorted her to the supply room where two chairs had been placed, ready to seat them.
"Miss Kar, you know this station is getting slightly crowded and that we don't have the means to accommodate all the new personnel, so I'd like you to be the brave example and relocate to Earth." He said, trying to talk it into a great honor.
"What? Why me? Why should I go?!" Zenon asked, expressing her anger.
"Miss Kar, you'll do well to calm yourself," Hammond enunciated sternly. "The reasons why are simple. You are now of age, you are nonessential personnel. You would be saving food supply and living costs. Now, I expect you to be ready tomorrow afternoon at 16:00 hours."
"Calm myself? When I'm getting grounded?" She was angry and wisely realized it, and waited a moment before completing her thoughts. "Who else is going?" She finished, clamping her mouth shut.
"Your entire senior class will be leaving, but you will be going first," He explained shortly.
Zenon stalked angrily out of the room and as the anger inside her grew, so did her pace. She swept briskly by her mother and, by the time she had reached her maximum speed, she was storming out of the lab.
After reaching her former room, she released the scream she had held inside after first hearing what Piggy Senior had to tell her.
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ProtoZoa sat comfortably in a large recliner in his palatial home, writing furiously in a spiral notebook. Zenon really had been a good inspiration for him, and anyone could tell that since his last trip to the spay stay. PZ was just beginning to work on a new chorus for another song when the ethereal silence was broken by the screeching of his Zap Pad.
"ANSWER ME!" The small machine demanded. ProtoZoa looked up from his notepad, knowing the few possibilities of the ones who were contacting him, but deep inside, knowing it had to be Zee. A wide smile already managed to find its way to his face, as he made his way to the device. A simple click of the 'Answer' key connected him to a very angry-faced Zenon.
"Zenon, Love, are you okay?" He asked gently, wide smile fading into growing concern.
"No. No, I am NOT okay. I'm mad! I'm coming back to Earth!" She fairly yelled. From his point of view, this was actually a very good thing, but of course, Zenon felt otherwise.
"Why Zenon?" He questioned curiously.
"Because... Because I'm, to paraphrase it, 'a waste of space'," She said, unshed tears filling her eyes. "Hammond is grounding the entire senior class, so he says," she elaborated.
'So he says? You don't think he's really going to do it?" A wave of anger mingling in his normally calm voice.
"I do. Why else would he choose me first. Oh yeah, I'm supposed to be the 'brave example' Ha. No," She explained.
"I'll find out. If he's not doing it, then you won't have to come if you don't want to," He replied, a mask of protectiveness overcoming the growing pancaked feeling in him.
"That's sweet," Zenon answered, a smile making its way to her face. "But I will prove them wrong." An uneasy silence fell over the pair, and ProtoZoa used this time to think over all the future possibilities with himself and Zenon.
"So, um, Zee, where will you be living?" He asked, snapping Zenon out of her silent reverie.
"I don't know. I know no details yet, but I trust that I'll be finding out very soon. I do know that I will get there at 6:15 Friday night. God, I can't believe I'm coming back there... to live!" She finished. Where was she going to live? Despite what she wanted, living with him would have been too weird, especially since neither had taken steps in their attraction's towards the opposite. "Hey, I'm gonna get packing, four o'clock tomorrow isn't very far off. I'll talk to you later tonight, and tell you what all is going on with the move down," She said, drawing the conversation to a close. "Bye."
"Bye Zee," He replied, still in a thoughtful state. Maybe she'd come and stay with him! Maybe.......
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After disconnecting with ProtoZoa, Zenon zapped Neb and left her a VMail, explaining the whole situation with what little detail she knew, and then set to the huge task of packing. What should go and what shouldn't? She didn't hesitate in packing up all her craft supplies, and of course, all her mChips and Holovision vids. Her clothes were very different from those that were displayed on Earth, and none of the people's clothes down there had their names or initials on them, so Zee decided to take a few shirts and rely on the clothes that Aunt Judy had bought her on the first trip down. Of course, Neb knew what was in fashion there too, so she'd be of much use, as well as the shirt that she so carefully made Zee on her birthday. Smiling, Zenon thought back to that day, the thrill of her surprise party, and the thoughtful gifts of her friends. Absentmindedly, Zenon gently touched the rings as she thought of the look in his eyes when he saw how happy she was with them. Many would have thought the thrill of the party had dulled all her senses, yet even through the excitement and the masses of people Zenon's mind registered every emotion, every glance, and every expression ProtoZoa displayed was noticed and savored. Snapping back to reality, Zenon dropped her hands and sighed as she refocused on the large task at hand, when the beeping of her pink and silver Zap Pad. The offending noise signaled that it was either Nebula or ProtoZoa calling, customized name ringers allowed her that knowledge. Struggling to hop over a few boxes that littered her already cluttered floor, Zenon went to answer the calls of the com.
Pressing the connect button, Zenon eagerly awaited to see her friend. Finally Nebula's smiling face appeared on the screen, instantly beginning to screech at the news from the VMail.
"Your Earth bound, Zee?" Nebula asked, face aglow.
"Yeah, that's the word," Zee responded, her tone despondent.
"Well, I know your not happy, but I'm fired! I can't wait for you to get here! Next break I have, spring break most likely, we are going shopping and doing all the stuff we used to do! I have the coolest craft stuff to show you and now I know the best shops to hit when we want to really stock up!" Neb continued babbling on, and Zee began to tune her out. It was really happening, Zenon was going back to Earth, and it looked as though it would be permanent. *******************************************
Gah! What is it about PZ/Z fics and WRITERS BLOCK! It might just be that I'm w/o muses now, but I have also been trying to post this for a while... stupid ff.net!
xTalyax