Author's notes: I feel like addressing various reviews, so first: to all those who said that Vivian should have beaten up her sister in the game, if you had her as your partner during the second fight against Beldam and crew, she did. Now onto Chicken Miasma's review, yes, this story was inspired by "Better Off Alone" the best fanfic ever written. And the X-nauts don't grow trees directly on the moon, they have a room in their fortress with soil and grass and trees. And how do you know all those tanks were oxygen tanks? Could be hydrogen, or water. And the x-nauts couldn't survive without oxygen, because they're actually just dudes in suits. Notice how Peach gets into one? And your last point about Marilyn not being likely to flip off her sister, your own story put the nails on the coffin on this one. Marilyn probably doesn't like how Beldam treats Vivian, so in all likelihood, that would create tension. Plus, while it pales in comparison with her treatment of Vivian, Beldam's treatment of Marilyn probably wasn't all sunshine and roses. More tension. I think that my story was more realistic than you said it was.

Anyways, Chapter 2, Now it gets good

Vivian's scabs were healing. It had been ages since she had had no injuries. It felt good. Marilyn was off cooking part of breakfast that day, scrambled eggs. Vivian was busy with making pancakes. She had recently discovered a spice that worked quite well for her. No one knew what it was, but she did. It was a cross-breed of nutmeg and ginseng she had discovered back on the base when she'd been experimenting with genetic engineering (she had a lot of time on her hands back then, constantly having no privileges, though the more she looked back on it, the less she could remember why she ever took her sister's crap. It was because of an old hierarchy put into place by the Shadow Queen, and she'd just never realised that she didn't have to follow it anymore). They currently lived out of a tent they had bought with the few coins they had (Beldam was always in charge of money, even though she had recently lost 3, 000, 000 coins in the stock market).

"Guh! (eggs are ready)" came Marilyn's voice.

"Okay, I'm almost done," said Vivian. She ducked out of the tent for a second to get some milk from the store down the street (they had set up on an empty lot).

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She walked quickly, afraid that her pancakes would burn, and in her rush, she bumped into someone. "Oh, sorry," she said, "I'm such an idiot."

"Oh, that's okay, if you hadn't hit me, I would have ran into the water," said her mystery victim. She looked up into a man's face. Since I am a man, I have no idea what to make him look like, so use your imaginations, you know the point I'm trying to get across. He was on roller skates, and must have been out of control.

"Oh, well then, um… okay," she said, not really thinking.

"Umm… yeah," he said, "by the way, my name is Damian."

"I'm Vivian," she said, "Well, umm, bye I guess."

As she started walking away, she heard him stutter out, "You, umm, you know, wanna have dinner sometime?"

"Sure," she said, taken aback by this new development, still believing Beldam's lies that she was ugly.

"How about Saturday at 8:00?" he asked.

"How about tomorrow (it was Thursday) at 7:00? Saturday at 8 is just too stereotypical," she said.

"Sure," he said.

END OF CHAPTER

Oh, yeah, she got the milk and the pancakes were good, so were the eggs, etc.