Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Mars Attacks. Could I at least own one of those ray guns the Martians have? I didn't think so :(
"You woke me up at" Charlotte started then looked at the watch on her wrist before looking back up and glaring at the Martian Ambassador "6 in the morning just to introduce them to me"
"No! And don't glare at me like that young lady!" he answered "Keiko and I didn't know what to do with them"
Charlotte was about to answer back, with a response along the lines of the Martian Ambassador not being her parents but was interrupted by a female voice with a Mexican accent
"They will stay here like you"
Turning around, all of them came face to face with the manager of The Doughnut World.
"Don't bother asking me what I know because I know who and what all of you are" she continued pointing at all four Martians
"How'd you..." the Martian Ambassador started
"Call it a females' initiative" she answered "thankfully all of us got out before you blew this place up"
Smiling sheepishly the Martian Ambassador fidgeted, moving from his left foot to the other, not sure what else to say
"Don't say anything about it" the lady continued "you can start payback by working hard, now first thing's first, is 7 o'clock nearly, get breakfast and then start cleaning tables ready for when we open at 9"
Nodding the Martian Ambassador headed towards the kitchen followed by Charlotte and the other Martians
"So"
"So??" Charlotte continued glaring at the Martian Ambassador
"Our leader needs a name and so does our weapons guy, because if you remember we Martians don't have names you could pronounce" he replied giving the leader a quick glare before turning back to the Earth girl "and don't get grumpy with me young lady, you'd have had to woken up soon anyway"
Rolling his eyes at the muttering girl as she walked ahead used to her mini rants, where she'd get angry but it would only last for a few minutes before returning to her cheery self, he slowed down to walk next to the leader
"So" he asked innocently "how long do you plan on ignoring us?" he asked making it sound like an innocent question
"For as long as possible" the leader replied, his voice sounding sulky, like a little child who had been denied something of very little importance before adding "the longer the better"
"Oi M.A"
Looking up he saw Charlotte standing in the doorway
"I have two names but I don't know what you'll think of then" she continued before he could say anything
He nodded and she turned and pointed to the Martian weapons expert
"He can be called Mdjai which is Egyptian meaning soldier" she said simply, smiling as the weapons expert nodded muttering 'good name…Mdjai', before turning to the Martian Leader "and he can be called Sven which is Swedish form of Old Norse Sveinn, meaning boy. "
"Boy" the Martian Leader muttered, glaring at her "suppose it'll have to do though I don't like it"
"Shut up moaning" Charlotte replied back "Geesh you Martians confuse me sometimes"
"Why" Mdjai asked "well of course we do, we have technology that you haven't yet advanced to yet"
"No not that" Charlotte answered "it's just all of you are on a new, still reasonably strange planet in new bodies and all you do to help the situation is fight, argue and are nasty to each other"
"Trust me kid if you knew our leader like we do, his weird drawing and visions you wouldn't be so friendly towards him" the Martian Ambassador added "now before this discussion goes any further, breakfast"
(This is where this story suddenly gets more interesting)
The Martian Leader stared at the A2 sized canvas, sitting on a stool in front of it. The manager of the 'The Doughnut World' had left it out, intending to do some painting, as it was lunch hour and the place was unusual quiet and customer free for some odd reason, but she'd offered it over to the Leader of the Martians, after finding him staring at it, with a look of longing to draw on his face.
He'd been rejecting her offer, until now, the call of wanting to draw had over taken caution and now he was faced with another problem.
"Which one is which" he uttered, staring at a set of artists pencils in front of him, ranging from 6B the hardest and darkest pencil to 6H, the lightest of them all.
After staring at them for what to him felt like forever, he decided to choose the 2H pencil, hoping he was right in which one he chose and too his delight saw that the led left the same mark his set of drawing utensils left behind, this one the same as the one he used to draw the faint outline of a drawing, before getting darker.
Sitting in silence he slowly guided the pencil over the canvas lightly, leaving a circle behind, in-between the centre of the canvas and the bottom right hand corner.. After scribbling with the 2H pencil he set it down, picking up the HB pencil, after figuring out that the pencils with B on the end were for darker lines, where as H was for light, used for the first few lines of a sketch and F and HB were in-between.
Once he'd finally managed to finish the picture, he sat back and smiled, for what felt like the first true smile he'd worn for a long time. Turning around to go and see it from the distance, to make sure, that even with his new Earth body he'd managed to weave his drawing magic, he turned around to get of the stool but stopped at the sight of Charlotte sitting on the counter just behind him, staring at his picture with an expression he was unsure of.
Not sure whether to laugh, as her jaw was slightly open in either surprise or awe, or to get defensive of his picture, in case she was taking the mic, he decided to go with an in-between approach
"What do you want?" he asked, trying not to sound as grumpy as he did
"You just drew that" Charlotte asked, standing up still staring at his picture
"Yeh why?" he asked, now fearing the worse
She was about to answer when a voice cut her of
"Here we go again"
Turning around Charlotte came face to face with the Martian Ambassador, Mdjai and Keiko standing in the door way.
"What do you mean 'here we go again'?" Charlotte asked, frowning n confusion
"Well that creature doesn't exist" the Martian Ambassador answered "the only reason he draws them was because he dreamy about it"
"Right" Charlotte muttered back before saying in a louder voice "well that one looks like Angel, my horse"
The Martian Leader stared at the girl in utmost shock
-She knew it was a horse- he though –how?-
Raising an eyebrow at her the Martian Ambassador continued "your horse…how do you own such a creature"
"I can't believe you're asking me this" Charlotte muttered in response "you also make it sound like horses have never existed, when in reality they've existed for s long as man can remember, I have one horse, she's kept with two others"
"I don't believe you" was her reply form the Ambassador
"It is quite impossible" Mdjai muttered "how could she have three, even if two aren't hers"
"Who cares" the Martian Leader argued back "might as well colour it, seeing as I've been asked to"
"But it still doesn't make scene, if she has horses then that means our history is wrong, way out of reality" the Martian Ambassador continued muttering to him self "kiddo explain a bit of your Earth history to us"
"Well where I come from, England which is also where Maria and Sam come from too there was a famous battle in 1066 called the battle of Hastings" Charlotte started "On October 14, 1066, the Normans of Duke William of Normandy nicknamed named "William the Conqueror" defeated the Saxon army led by King Harold II., all of whom would have been on horse back"
"Dam" the Martian Ambassador growled "that complicates tings a bit"
"What do you mean?" Charlotte asked confussed
"Well, lets just say there's been a big mix up" theMartian Ambassador started "we were attacks from yourplanet years ago, nearly killing quite a few of ourspiecies"
"Huh how? Why?" Charlotte asked curious
"Well" the Martian Ambassador started, uncertain whether to carry on or not
"Please tell" two other voices cut in
Turning around the Martian Leader noticed Sam and Maria standing in the doorway that led from the kitchen to bar area.
"Fine" the Martian Ambassador muttered then continued "well it started years ago, when we were all little, younger than you three, about 5-6, it was a normal day, until a scientist discovered something weird happening on your planet. They had said there was a weird laser; it was aimed at our planet, we don't now what it was but after waiting for signs of what could be happening, a virus hit. That laser must of transferred it form your planet to ours, wiping out the majority of Martians, my mother was killed, Keiko's parents were both killed and Sven's were saved, but well no offence to him but they're not all that great and nice to him"
All three girls looked at each other, their faces glum. Maria stood up and gave all four ex Martians a hug.
"Well I don't know about that laser but all I know is that we haven't got any technology like that" Sam stated, breaking the silence that had crept over the room "we've only just recently started getting further in our space studies, wasn't that long ago since we discovered Pluto, roughly from this time 70 years ago"
"You only discovered it that long ago, we discovered it when it was first appeared" Mdjai responded looking shocked "man you really couldn't have sent a laser carrying a virus out to us then"
Charlotte looked at all of the Martians and noticed a very pained look on the Martian Leader's face, as he remembered the past.
-There's more to his story than they've told- she though
"Maybe I should" the Martian Ambassador started
"If your talking about your time machine then well this time I won't stop you" the leader cut in before anyone could ask
The Martian Ambassador raised his eyebrow again before asking "really?"
The leader nodded then turned his attention back to his drawing, tapping Charlotte on the shoulder whilst doing so "so what colours do you think I should colour the horse?"
The Martian Ambassador left the room, followed by Keiko and headed into the kitchen to think things through
"You know" he said simply to her smiling "I will build that time machine, the parts aren't impossible to gather and I think that manager lady knows where one of our ships landed, yes the time machine will be built, for sending those girls home and for another reason"
Keiko nodded and smiled broadly, watching as her second leader in command started pacing muttering calculations, that she only half understood before grabbing a piece of paper and scribbling down notes.
Ok here's part 6…wow this story's getting quite a few chapter, never imagined when I first started this in the last year of secondary school I'd continue it but well…now in college I have time to also plan out all the parts (cause standing on a platform waiting for the train and the actual ride home if boring when your on your own with no one to talk to, even if it is for 15 minutes). Yes there's a reason for horses not existing in the Martian History and well I like to say this a lot but well all will be explained. Also sorry if some of the facts are a bit waft and not totally accurate but history wasn't my best subject in the world and I haven't done it for ages, even if I did enjoy it somewhat. Well now this story really beings ;) will try and update soon as I've got at least a far few chapter already planned out.