Disclaimer: I don't own, but wish I did find some way to make this plasticlay. Still, that's only in my imagination, and the characters belong to others.

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Tyson West wasn't sure he liked the view from his room. "Mom, why are we here again? All my friends are back in Los Angeles."

"We're here because I had the chance to help build a whole new world." Jade replied, glancing out the window at the blackness of space. "I helped, developed the materials we'll be building the new space stations out of, and in return, they're letting me be one of the first to have a place up here. Only problem is, we're not so advanced as to have a space elevator yet. Hell, if your godfather hadn't developed the limited fusion engine we use now, us living up here would just be a dream. Instead, we're here, and soon, your mother will be joining us, just as soon as she finished up with her required appearances on America Sings."

Tyson knew that he wasn't really related to Tori Vega, aging pop star and B list celebrity. His father was Broadway star and playboy Beck Oliver, a good friend of his godfather as well as his birth mothers ex. He often felt that sometimes, he wished his birth hadn't pushed his intimidating mother out of entertainment. 'But if it hadn't, would we be here?' He wondered.

Sinjin Van Cleef, of Van Cleef Rubber, had helped develop a new type of clay-plastic hybrid, one that had revolutionized the space race. The man had turned out to be semi-brilliant, as long as he had a partner who could fill in his weaknesses. Jade West, Tyson's mother, turned out to be that person. Sinjin trained her in science as she worked for him, during the lean years Tyson only had the blurriest memories of, until they'd developed this hybrid, and made a clear Plasticlay stronger then steel, and more resistant to heat then almost anything. Sure, they had to develop dyes and processes to avoid the entire station looking like glass, but it had turned out to be worth it, just so scientists could touch a window looking out to space and not worried about sticking to the glass. That, and the new space stations that now were being built, orbiting the earth, capable of housing millions of people with enough space for farms and green zones and everything the people back home enjoyed. Only downside, if one might call it that, was the plastic used had initially been recycled plastics, often of the variety that used to be unrecycalable. 'That had been the goal, right. A way to recycle contaminated plastics, or microbeads, or whatever plastics were too toxic or otherwise beyond reuse. So, they mixed it with a strange mix of chemicals and clay, and developed this ceramic plastic chiz that not only keep the temperatures on the appropriate sides of the walls, but lets us have big picture windows and the like. Only, mom has to live out here, cause as one of the inventors, she has to represent. How will they get others to volunteer to live in these domes, the buildings and chiz they'll make out of this stuff, if she and her family didn't trust it.'

Tyson wished Sinjin had been a better choice. However, the lanky scientist lacked both the physical strength, and the fame, to be considered worth spending the dropping cost to move out to the first station built. Instead, Tyson and his mother were relocated, and his stepmother, as well as all her famous friends, would bring more then a little attention to the new frontier. 'Of course, this is temporary. Mom and Madre are expected to move to mars, MARS, once they figure out how to use the limited fusion drive to propel the necessary rockets out there. Be the first human lesbian couple to live on mars, and me, I just hope I get to stay back here, go to collage, and maybe meet someone more sane. Mom, never was meant to be a scientist, cause the crazy chiz she invents, along with Sinjin, it's pushing us to fast. Mars is now considered a reasonable goal. Fuck, they're talking about mining the asteroid belt. And the worst part, the recycling that's going on now, as they use tons of old plastics, it's making the earth greener. Soon, we'll start running low on the petroleum chiz we need to make new plastics, and as we do so, they'll start looking for artificial ways to make the Plsticlay, and all the good that comes with.'

"Tye, you okay?" Jade asked her teenage son. "I totally get it. Should be bragging about the view, except, not my place. Loved horror films, but they don't fill me with trust from human achievements. Most are warnings, about the hubris of man, and here I am, the fucking face of that hubris. I get it, you don't wanna move to mars. Good news, there's a real chance Tori and I won't be moving either. Gonna be a few more years before they're even ready to try and start construction of the mars bases. Lunar one is being rebuilt, using the newer materials, and that, plus the orbiting colonies, are needed first."

"And mining the asteroids?" The teen wondered.

"Yea, that's a real mind fuck." Jade admitted. "We're after earth, er, the material. Rock and stone and chiz we can use for soil. Need us the metals too, except for this project, we need clay and earth and stone and all that good stuff, cause we need to shift tactics, and live out here. Just easier to use the stuff out there, and not dig great holes in the planet below. Sinjin is already working with a couple of companies on the rockets to do the mining. Only problem is, even with our speed, it's gonna be a while before the stuff gets back, and so, everything is now about public relations. Make the people want to head out, explore. Make it feel like a grand adventure. We just pretend that every base is gonna be like this one, all secure and safe. Only time will tell if we're wrong."

"And you're dragging Madre into this?" He wondered.

"No, she dragged me." Jade corrected her son. "You may not know this, but this whole adventure, it's so much more her style…"

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So, never gonna complete this cause I have no idea where to take it. Still, two takeaways. One, I am focusing some effort on stories where most of the Victorious gang don't make it. And two, I see Jade as intelligent, and a potential scientist (Mad or otherwise.)

Thoughts?