"Whoaaaaaa!!!! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!!!!" Aubrianna shrieked as her hands gripped the surfer's control bar with iron-like tenacity. Faster and and faster they went until Aubrianna felt she was about to black out. Yes, she'd been given secret lessons from a very willing space captain who'd shown her the basics of operating a surfer. BUT Oh, that was ball-room dancing compared to this!

The loop-de-loops, spins, cartwheels, Immelmanns and figure-eights Jim was pulling on his hand-made & heavily-customized board was like weightless acrobatic at 100 miles per hour...and, oh boy, was it making her sick—seriously, like she was going to...!

"Please...stop..." Aubrianna managed to croak out as she felt her once-appetizing breakfast coming back up her throat. Jim immediately sensed her situation and instantly let up on the power and leveled out.

But it was too late! Aubrianna sluggishly leaned her woozy head out over the Academy below and let it all out.

Another over-inflated, stuck-up, flattering student was just filling in Princess Clair and Princess Calisto on his "well-known" lineage of noble and high blood he'd descended from. "And that's what made my family—Ack-what the...ohhhhhhhh YUCK!!!" he began to wail as did Clair and then Calisto in unison at the top of their royal lungs as they found themselves in the same predicament.

Everyone, including the King and Queen turned, looked over and came over to them. But as they did, their faces turned to shock and the...horror and extreme disgust: the princesses and the young man's heads were completely covered and drenched in, well...it looked like—

"EEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUEUWWWWWW, Mommyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!", screamed Calisto and Clair as loudly as they could as like when they threw baby-like tantrums. "Someone threw on us!!!!" bawled Clair as the whitish-yellow, chunky, smelling sop began to run down her hair and onto her royal garments.

Their mother tried to shush them down and reassure them that it would be taken care of. But Calisto and Clair were H-U-M-I-L-I-A-T-E-D beyond the meaning of the word; never before had something so, so...awful, so...revolting, so...gross and disgraceful happened to them.

All of the "momentary-suitors" were now standing as far away as possible with shock and disgust in their faces. Most were already beginning to gag and turned away or covered their mouths to keep out the smell. And some were even starting to giggle as quietly as possible.

"It's alright, Dears, it's going to be alright, we'll have you taken good care of," the Queen was still reassuring her daughters as the King began to order his servants to return to the ship and prepare the baths for Their Majesties, the Princess Calisto and the Princess Clair. The Queen continued to lead her two eldest daughters by their hands as the foul-smelling vomit blanketed their hairpieces so much that they had to keep their eyes shut so it wouldn't get in their faces.

Meanwhile, 300 yards directly above, Jim and Aubrianna were looking on and laughing themselves to tears. "Oh Man," Aubrianna crowed, "I am SO GLAD that I met you today! I have SO been wanting and just Itching to get back at them for the longest time ever!" Jim finally ceased his mirth although his gorgeous eyes still held their mischievous look as he asked her: "Yeah, why's that?"

Aubrianna bit her lip and looked away; she hadn't meant to reveal so much about herself. But then again...and she looked back at Jim. Sheesh, she thought again, Why do I gotta feel so, so...bubbly and...stupid whenever he looks at me like now?

"Oh," Jim began understandingly, "your sisters aren't the friendly sort—to you?"

She looked up as if he'd touched her with a red-hot poker and then lowered her head so all Jim could see was her dark-blue mane and small, pointy ears. "No," she replied. "They...oh brother, do I HAVE to tell him EVERYTHING ...they don't even treat me...like a sister—more like a slave or a...sigh...a dartboard or a pincushion."

Jim slowly began to bring down the solar surfer away from the campus and over the surrounding forest until they'd landed under a quiet and very green canopy. Jim turned off the power and the board settled on the ground.

Aubrianna took the opportunity to walk away from Jim with her head bowed and her hands clasped in front of her; she didn't want him to see her—not when...well, when she was...like the way she was right now.

"Hey, it's no big deal," Jim stated matter-of-factly, "I'm,um...I'm not a..." he paused and searched for the right words to say. He walked over to stand behind her. "...I'm an outcast too", he mumbled just enough for her to hear. "My dad took off and never came back when I was 8. Since then, I...um, I never was good at making friends." Aubrianna snuck a quick look at him. "Soooo...you're telling me that...you think we can be...good for each other?" "Sure," Jim replied, "I mean—I know that you're a princess and all that but...it's no big deal." "My parents and sisters act otherwise—so do all those other..." and she crossed her arms as a bothered frown settled on her face. "It's not fun at all. Nobody pays any real attention to what I really like or I'm good at like...well, believe it or not, I actually own a ship all to myself."

Jim's eyebrows went way up as his lips dropped in surprise. "No way, your very own ship?", he asked. "Well...Man, when am I ever going to stop giving everything away? It's not like he's going to care or something else...only a few other...surfers like you know about it. It's not really that BIG, it's only a little corvette, ay know, the kind with two mainsails—and only two mainsails and...." And as she talked, Jim motioned for her to follow him as he picked up his board and turned in the direction of the Academy. Together they headed back as Jim listened to Aubrianna recount her love of sailing, adventure and the Etherium.