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Kitten, 13, Road Trip By: Malissa Madison, aka, Bernice The ringing of the phone woke me from my sound sleep. Rolling over I looked past Samantha to the clock beside the bed. It was Two AM, who in the hell could be calling me at this time of morning? "Erika, we need to talk," said Vet my foreman out at the farm. "Can it wait until daylight?" "I'm afraid not." I heard strange noises in the background. "Where are you?" I began pulling on clothes as quickly as I could. "I'm in the cattle barn. But I really need you to hurry, there's, I can't explain it over the pho," there was a crackling sound and the phone went dead. I pulled a robe around myself, grabbing my keys and cell phone off the table beside the door. I tried to call his number twice in the elevator and got no answer. When mine rang as I was getting in the escape I answered it quickly, "Vet is everyone ok?" "Ahh, Miss Tyler," the voice of the Academy's head mistress greeted me. "I'm afraid one of the extra special kittens decided to go hunting." "Terrellian or Genefren?" I asked. "Draconian, but your men are safe. We need you here though before we decide what to do." I knew she wanted me there to ask them questions before they erased their memory of the event. I assured her I was hurrying. I hadn't been aware there were any Draconian Kittens at the school this year. She was probably passed out from over indulgence and the cow was feeling week from blood loss. At least I was hoping it was a cow. Pulling through the gates I stopped near the barn with the Academy guards around it. They stepped out of my way as I passed them. "Miss Gwendolyn, I'm here." "About time," snapped a guard. Turning I gave him my meanest glare until he lowered his eyes, "Sorry Ma'am." "If you are through dominating my guards I'd like to ask you a question or two." "Yes Ma'am," I responded. "First, how is it that First Sergeant Vittorio Reese of Bravo Command is working for you along with a full team of his soldiers?" "I hired them to mend my fences, I do decide who works for me and decide what and when I question their motives." "We can play control games all morning if you like. I concede that this is your domain, I just need to know what Bravo Command is doing here. Especially since they captured a Draconian Kitten." "Vet, this is very thin ice we're on here," I began. "We're watching the school to see who else is interested in it. But we got a new mission a few weeks ago." "And that mission is?" He slowly reached into his pocket and took out a picture of a young girl. "Command wants this girl found. If she's in government hands we are to rescue her at all costs." "You expect me to believe that," asked Mistress Gwendolyn. "Why are they so interested in her?" I ignored my old Head Mistress for the moment. "Our Colonel is in contact with another Race. The girl is the companion of one who calls herself the Wanderer." I heard a gasp from beside me. "What were you going to do with the Kitten you captured tonight?" I asked. "Well we were going ask her if she'd seen this girl at the school. Then I was going to see she got safely back inside where she belongs." "And where is she now?" "Sleeping, she had a rough time of it." Several people started forward, and I held out my hand to stop them. "What happened?" "We had a new cow that had a breached calf. We couldn't get ahold of the Veterinarian. Then suddenly this umm this girl shows up and she whispers in the cow's ear and she's calm. Then she reached inside and turned the calf. She saved them both Ma'am." "And what do you know about the Academy?" I asked, thankful that they'd decided to let me ask the questions. "Enough to give a Draconian breathing space. And glad it wasn't either a Terrellian or a Heliconian." "And how is it you know this?" I asked. "We got the full disclosure from our Colonel who got it from the Wanderer." After a pause he said, "I hope I get to meet Col Hammer when he comes for the Flirts." "The Col never comes here himself. He sends Major Jinx with a full squad." Mistress Gwendolyn said. "Erika, if you'll excuse us we should get Lori back to the dorm." "Ma'am, if she did what he said she did, she didn't feed. I would like to reward her for her help." I opened the door to the stall, then gently touched her arm before jumping back as she came up hissing with bared fangs. "Lori, Stop it right now. You are not in trouble with me." she looked past me and her eyes dropped to the straw covered floor. "You need to feed, come with me now." I turned my back and walked to the stall across the way. Opening it on the bull I'd planned to sell in the next week I gestured for her to go ahead. She was a blur of motion as she shot through the short gap to grip the bull around the neck. It was over before anyone realized what was happening. She patted his neck then said, "Thank you." And stepped back before she burped. No signs that she had hurt him or taken blood, and he was more calm than anyone had ever seen him. "I, I only took enough to satisfy my needs, Ma'am." "And you did well, I'm sure your mistress will be proud of your actions when I send her my appreciation for your being here at the school." "She broke curfew, and she left school grounds," began a guard. "Lori, why did you come here tonight?" "I, I could hear the beast in pain. I could feel her distress. I, I had to do something to make it stop." "Lori!" I turned to see an old friend. "Saffrella? Is this your kitten?" I asked. "Mother I'm sorry, I just couldn't let them die when I could help." "Of course not, but we aren't going to be here much longer." "Did Daddy send a ship? I haven't finished school yet." "No Daddy didn't send a ship. The Wanderer has sent an onramp and is requesting we leave for our safety. We won't have to fly to Pluto to catch a bus home, she's contracted a fleet of trucks." I knew about all of these things but of course to me it was something I never dreamed of seeing. Every Human kitten at the academy learned that there were other races out there among the stars. Learned how to interact with them. The lucky few got to be adopted and go out there to see it for themselves. Of course Saffrella would know this. Her husband was the CEO of the Inter Galactic Bank of Omega Seven. "Saffrella, when did you find this out?" asked Mistress Gwendolyn. "When the Mail Couriers flew over tonight. I got a flash message from Drew. I'm supposed to offer someone we can trust a contract to provide cattle for the trip, and a chance to show her horses at the intergalactic levels." She was grinning "Should we be discussing this in front of these men?" "They're going too, I thought you'd already read your mail, and that was why you were here." My cell phone began ringing and I saw who was calling. "No Samantha everything is alright Kitten. I'll be there shortly, but have Miss Grace meet us for breakfast." The Academy guards were already leaving. "Ma'am, I need to show Grace a few of the secrets about the Academy that she doesn't already know." "Of course you do. I'm surprised she hasn't learned them already, but then Danielle is good at not telling everything she knows. Saffrella, could you use a ride?" "No Ma'am, I think I should help Erika when she explains things to Miss Grace. Then we'll be going to the Kitten Shelter." "Do you think it wise to take Lori into such uncharted waters?" "She is my Daughter, and after the way she handled herself here I think she can handle it. We might want to consider one of the Lycan's as well if you have one of the seniors that has earned a few extra points." "I'm not sure about taking any of the others off Campus, they'd be a bit conspicuous." "Ma'am my car has heavy tinting on the windows, and we will not get out of it until we are behind the gates of the Shelter." She stated. "Very well then. I'll have Brittany and Brandy waiting when you get there." she left with the last two of the guards. "Miss Erika," interrupted Vet. "I'm sorry to have deceived you." "Vet, you did it for a noble cause. But when I get back I want to hear everything 'Understand?" "Yes Ma'am, but if you are going to the Kitten Shelter I think I should give the others a bit of a heads up." "Allow me," said Saffrella. She took out her cell phone. "Loretta, its Saffrella. From school, remember?" "Yes that's me," "No I wanted to tell you that something has come up and it's a full disclosure time for those little kittenettes." "No they aren't going to the Academy. Erika and I are going to bring some with us for a visit." "My Daughter and two Lycan's." "Thank you." Saffrella followed me back to the hotel with Lori riding in her rather large Car. And though they both stood out from the rest around them, the light was dim enough to not show their sparkly complexion. They'd spent years with humans so they'd gotten used to slowing their movements as well. When we stepped into the room my kittens were happy to greet Lori. Danielle was a bit unsure though, looking between her and Grace. "Grace, I would like you to meet Saffrella and Lori. Lori is her daughter and attending school with our Kittens." "You're-" Grace didn't get a chance to finish. "Momma," interrupted Hope. "Lori is a Draconian. But she wouldn't harm anyone." We began by telling her about Draconian's and I let our Kittens explain about the rest. "You realize this is, is a lot to process. I mean I always thought there had to be other life out there. But, to actually find out they're here among us." She paused a second. "So the Dracula movies are based on truth?" "Miss Grace, I can understand that you are a bit, what is the word? Freaked out by all of this," said Saffrella. "Well yeah but not in a bad way, it's just that, I never dreamed I'd get a chance to meet anyone." "But here you are in the daylight, and you haven't hurt anyone. Are you like the Cullen's?" "Ahh," she smiled. "All of those books and movies about our kind were written after the first gang of criminals found a way to escape to here." "Criminals?" "Yes Momma, Draconian's are peaceful, they don't kill to survive like the vampires in the movies. They only tale a little bit to stay strong and alive. Not even animals. If the kill, they become criminals in their society and are punished for the crimes." Explained Hope "Grace, we're going to the Academy for breakfast this morning. You can meet a few of the other Races while we're there," I told her. "Ma'am, does this have anything to do with why you left this morning?" asked Hope. "How would you like to show our horses on another planet?" I asked, not knowing any other way to say it before we were interrupted by a knock at the door. When I opened it I was met by the ice cold blue eyes of a youngish blonde woman in a silver and black uniform. I recognized the bronze oakleaf clusters on her shoulder tabs but not the uniform. "Ma'am, my name is Major Jinx. I was informed that Ms Correll was here visiting." "Yes won't you come in please," I said as I stepped out of the way. "Jinx, I didn't expect you this soon. Is the Hammer's Den already at Pluto?" "No she's still on the backside of the sun waiting for the onramp to be deployed. I just got a bit restless waiting and decided to bring the squad a bit early. Sommers wanted to see her home before we have to leave again." "Any idea where they're going to relocate the Academy to?" "Oh, most of it is staying here. "Mistress Bianca has the new one up and running on Iridani Five, where we'll finish taming the flirts." "I-5 doesn't have any toll booths." "It does now. It has a full set of multiple ramps, it's become a regular Interchange planet." She turned her attention back to me, "The Headmistress say's you can introduce me to my counterpart here, someone named Vet." "Yes actually we were about to go to the academy for breakfast, then I can introduce you to him," I said. "Are you really Major Jinx Hammer?" asked Colene. "You know who I am little one?" "I, we had to do a book report on the Hammer's pleasure troops. And your name kept popping up as one of the people responsible for making sure they weren't abused, Ma'am." "Yes when dealing with Genefren Flirts it is always a temptation. But they are worth their weight in gold. And speaking of which," she turned back toward the still open door. "Gessie," she pronounced it as Jessie, "Come meet Mistress Tyler and her Kittens." The moment she stepped into the room opening the visor of her helmet in the process, her pheromones hit me, I could see Grace getting weak kneed. Gessie, was wearing a similar uniform with Sergeants stripes. Closing her eyes a moment, the level of pheromones dropped to almost nothing. "Sorry, it's a habit born of survival, will she be alright?" she asked of Grace as she took off her visored helmet, then her gloves to reveal the soft blue fur underneath. Her face was a soft speckled blue with lighter shades, some almost white. "You're a Flirt and you're serving in the Slammers?" I was almost shocked. All I really knew about Genefren's was that they emitted Pheromones that both attracted prey as well as made them feel euphoric. And they loved extremely rough sex, which made them perfect as pleasure troops. The other side effect was that they tended to invoke a lot of rivals for their attentions. On their home planet few females survived to reach full adulthood, which was why the government began selling them as pleasure troops to the mercenaries. When they returned as adults, they'd gained the skills to survive and further their own race. "It pays much better than the Hammers Den. But yes, when I reached the end of my contract, I had nowhere else to go. I signed on under Major Jinx to help with the others. In six more years I can retire to my home planet, a very wealthy Genefren, and full Citizen of the Universe. When I return home I hope to find my mother and thank her for selling me." "Tell Twyla and Sherrill that we will be down shortly, and that we are going to be dining at the Academy." A few minutes later when we were getting ready to leave Gessie interrupted us. "Ma'am the Lieutenant wishes to know if this is the Same Erika Tyler she attended school with." "Lieutenant Muriel Carson, I believe she was in your class." The name was like a bolt of sudden realization. Kitten Muriel had been one of the free range Kitten's having showed up at the front gates seeking refuge. And willing to become an undeclared Kitten. "I'm looking forward to seeing her again." Riding down in the elevator together proved to be an experience in itself. Though it had been years I was rapidly remembering the breathing exercises we'd been taught to counteract the Genefren pheromones. Grace on the other hand had never had those classes, she was rubbing herself up against Gessie, slowly removing her clothes. Hope giggled, "Here I think Momma needs a shot." She handed me a small injector that she'd taken from her purse. "It's an antidote to the pheromones, Ma'am," explained Samantha. "We each get one when we have a class with flirts, just in case." Maj Jinx took it and jabbed the end into Grace's upper arm. It was fast acting and soon Grace had recovered enough to be embarrassed. Stopping the elevator we let her get her clothing back in order. "I can see why they're so highly sought after," she blushed. Gessie had her helmet and gloves back on as we hurried through the lobby to the parking garage. There were two armored trucks in the garage waiting. I took in the number of Genefren troopers on hand, and said, "Perhaps we should go see Vet first." I led the way out to the farm, where I introduced them. Then I told Vet we needed the barn from last night and one of the steers from the feed lot. "Are those more Draconian's?" he asked. "Vet, Draconian's are opposed to killing. Only the criminals of their society take life, the rest only take what they need to survive." I explained as we all crowded into the little barn. "Maj, will one be enough?" I asked. Then turned to Grace, "Maybe you should wait out in the car, this can be a bit much if you aren't used to seeing Genefren's eat." The troopers had been slowly removing their uniforms, their blue fur shimmering in the dim light. When their tails unwound from their waists they shivered in anticipation. "Vet, unless you plan on engaging in a bit of after breakfast orgy I suggest your men step outside. The pheromone concentration will be extremely high in here." "Please stay," pleaded the one I discovered was Twyla, her tail twitching in anticipation. Maj Jinx wiggled her fingers at everyone as she turned to leave. "Have fun, and Girls, try not to break them, ok?" the Genefren's just giggled before descending on the waiting meal in the middle. The growls and sounds like a ravenous pack of starving animals emitted from the barn. At the academy I introduced Grace to several people then to the twins who would be going with us to the Shelter. Though a bit freaked out at first Grace recovered remarkably well, before long she was feeling less nervous about everything. Halfway through breakfast Miss Gwendolyn's secretary came searching for me. "Miss Tyler. The matter is urgent, we are to begin assembling right away." "What is it, what's happening?" asked Grace. Jinx's hands came up, and she touched behind her ear. "Right away. Any identification on any of them?" "We'll step it up, Sir." "Erika, we have complications. The trucks for the cattle and your horses as well as the rest who are being evacuated are here. We don't have time to play nice with your sister." As we reached the front doors I could see the busses lining up in front of the dorms. I called Vet. "Get the cattle rounded up in the loading corral. We'll be there shortly to see to the horses. Get your people packed up." "So we're in high gear now that the trucks have arrived?" I asked. "No, we just had eight unidentified ships drop out of Hyperspace beyond the outer markers of Rune." "Rune?" "The planet you call Saturn." "Erika, you should go now, tell Marissa the buses are on their way." "Will we ever be able to come back?" asked Grace. "I'm told that the current interchanges give a person a one year round trip by Freeway. Of course there are some who learn to reverse the spin of the Toll Booths so they don't need to worry if it's an onramp or an offramp." "Yeah but that's Road Bug technology," added Jinx. At the shelter we were met by the others who already knew. "Kittens," began Marissa. "We don't have time for this Ma'am," stated Brandy as she and her twin stepped into the room. "Kittens you have an opportunity here. You can stay here in this place or go with us out into the stars where you'll get to see a lot more different people than us. New planets. New universes. In a few minutes Buses from the Academy will arrive and if you want to go you'll go out and get on one. If you don't, you stay here, and probably end up getting interrogated about everything and branded as insane. So decide quickly what you want to do with your life." "Kittens, Brandy and her sister are Lycan's, Lori here is Draconian, but they are but a few of the races out there," I said. "The books are real?" I looked confused, "You're reading the books from the library?" "Miss Loretta brought them two weeks ago," said Jade. There was a scramble as the first bus pulled in through the gate. "Ok everyone go get your laptops, and your school books. And three changes of clothes, with a weeks' worth of underwear and anything else you can't live without." The buses were prepared to wait thirty minutes, but it only took about half that. One of the Academy guards was at each bus door with a voice recorder taking everyone's name as they boarded. When it started moving they were told that they would be on the bus for about three hours. Then they would transfer to the transports. They waited at the farm while the horses were loaded. "Miss Tyler, your kittens and yourself are on my truck with the horses and the Draconian's, your sister is being given her own transport for her Shelter kittenettes," I was told by an unknown person wearing blue jeans and a flannel shirt. I looked around and found an academy guard. "Do me a favor, before we roll out I need one of the Kittenettes moved here." I watched Samantha's face brighten. "Vet, I want you with Marissa, I think you and Jade have been separated too much, it's your job now to keep them safe." I let Samantha go with them to get her sister. The truck was the strangest thing I'd ever seen. There was access to the driver's compartment. The trailer was broken down into living sections and a stall section for the horses. I slowly got everyone settled in, then went forward to meet the driver. As I tapped on the door it was opened by a pretty teenager. "Hi, I'm Angela Heart. Mom, Daddy, Miss Tyler's here." She led me through the spacious living quarters. "Hi, I'm Myra, this is Joe. We're happy to meet you. I hope everything is ok back there." it was the man from earlier who'd been watching us load the horses and four of the cows. "Yes it is, I just wanted to meet you and say thank you for driving us." "Miss Tyler, could I ask you a question?" "Sure thing Joe, what do you need to know?" "Is it really safe for my daughter here with the Draconian's. The briefing said they live on blood." "Joe, yes they drink blood, no they do not kill and they do not take it from people unless they have too. But they would never harm anyone in the process. Not unless they were criminals. But those are few and far between. The four cows we have in this load are for their meal times." He looked a bit relieved. "Would you like to meet them, I could ask Saffrella. Her husband is one of those who arranged for the payments to transport everyone." "When I saw those army types getting on I thought it might be because they were dangerous," he admitted. "Joe, Angela and I will go back and make sure everyone's getting settled in, then I'll spell you while we wait for the convoys from MMA and Clara's." "Sure and then I can find out whose picking up those horses from the Spirit Lake reservation for Miss Trudy." We went back into our living quarters. "Ma'am, we're getting everything put away but things keep changing on us," complained Samantha. Angela giggled. "You're still thinking of how you want it to look. Once you get it figured out it'll stop. Hi I'm Angela." Someone came down the stairs that weren't there when I left to go forward. "Erika, are these or gracious hosts?" "Saffrella, Lori, this is Myra Heart and her daughter Angela. Her husband Joe is driving the truck." "I see, I bet you go to school at Clara's don't you?" "Uhh, yeah and Mom's a teacher there." "And at school you have to call her Miss Myra. "You know an awful lot about us," admitted Myra. "Come let's sit and talk. I'll tell you everything you want to know," Saffrella was a master at putting people's minds at ease. "Ma'am may I go back and check on Demon and the girls?" asked Samantha. "Hope, Colene, Kiara, come here Kittens." When they all stood in front of me I said, "Given the gravity of the situation, I think maybe it would be nice if you called me Momma." "Is it ok if they go check on the horses?" I asked. "Yes absolutely," Angela said. "Could I go with you, I like horses." "Don't worry I'll be sure the girls clean up after them and the cattle," I said. "Oh," giggled Myra. "Clyde sees to that automatically." "Clyde?" "The truck. We call him Clyde because he's a real workhorse, like a Clydesdale. He likes it when you talk to him too." "Clyde, thank you for cleaning up after my livestock," I said feeling a bit silly. "You're welcome Miss Tyler. It gives me extra mass for the cold fusion plant." "Cold fusion?" "Yes, my engine no longer burns just diesel fuel. It has been converted to a cold fusion matter engine, thanks to the Wanderer and her sisters." "So how often do you need to refuel?" "With the absence of outside matter, approximately every hundred thousand driving miles per tank. I have six tanks. But at present I am converting both animal waste matter as well as that which is ingested through the forward air scoops. I am currently burning .0001% fuel." "I wish our technology was that efficient?" "They took Wanderers technology and began using it to create weapons, while hiding it from their own people. That is why the Wanderer is removing it from their hands. And safe guarding those who might be used to coerce it from others who possess it." The conversation was being heard by everyone in the convoys since it concerned all of them. "It is hoped that if they figure out how to activate the Toll Booths they will take the next step to create cold fusion, safe energy, before they destroy each other in pursuit of dominating each other." "Wow, you're right, but most of the common everyday people just want cheap energy, and a chance to make a decent living. They don't care about government conquests. Or all that political crap." "Yes but they have no real say in matters, even though the governments allow them to believe that they do. It is all psychological control through Media presentation." I thought about that and the amount of political propaganda in the media, the number of people who were influenced every day by what was being reported, or the television shows they were watching. "This is one damned intelligent truck," I mumbled. "Thank you Miss Tyler. You are pretty and smart yourself." "Did I tell you he's a flatterer also?" Myra giggled. I wandered back checking on the horses, and the cattle. All our riding tack had been stored properly. I looked over the feed and water arrangements and saw how everything was set up. The tornados we passed through as we traversed across Kansas was very exciting, though we were in no danger. At one point Colene asked me how many trucks there were. "Why don't you ask Angela?" "There are Thirty Six civilian trucks counting the rolling Roach Coach." "A Roach Coach? You mean there's an honest to goodness Roach Coach?" "Shhhhh, the Brightfeather sisters are a bit touchy about that name, its official designation is the Brightfeather Express Kitchen. They're taking applications for waitressing staff." "How are we supposed to get to them if they're in another truck cruising at however fast we're moving?" I asked. "Oh sorry, once we get onto the Galactic Freeway we're going to link in a Star train formation. They'll be close to the middle and then all you do is walk through the other trucks to get to it," she smiled. "Momma says if I really want to I can try out as a waitress." "I wonder if they have fresh cow's milk." "Clyde? Dose the Express Kitchen serve fresh cow's milk?" Angela asked. "Brightfeather Express Kitchen, This is Paula, how may I help you?" "Uh this is Erika Tyler, I was wondering if you served fresh cow's milk." "If you know where we can get any we will." There was a moment of silence. "Wait, Erika Tyler, are you related to Marissa Tyler by chance?" "Yes Ma'am, she's my sister." "I'm showing a previous request for the same thing from her. And I see she has twenty two kittens. Surely if we can find a couple of Milk Cows along the way that will give us plenty." "Paula, the Kittens she's referring to are preteen girls." "Oh, sorry," she giggled nervously. "Eagle, is there any place that we could purchase another trailer and say a dozen already producing Holstein's or Guernsey's?" "Searching Paula dear," "Yes I found a production herd for sale. Twenty one cows, a milk storage tank, and milking equipment. All within reasonable price range. Please hold while I contact the coordinators for permission to deviate from the route." It was almost a full minute before the response came back. "Deviation authorized. Purchase has been completed. Everything will be ready to hook up by the time we pass through Yeso, enroute to our first destination." "Paula, are you nuts? Milk Cows?" "Calm down Marline, those damned clods you and Carline are married to can begin earning their keep. Besides I've gotten a ton of requests for fresh milk." "Thank you Paula, if you need anything just holler, Ok?" "You're welcome Ms Tyler. We'll let you know when the kitchen is open. If you know of anyone that might make a good waitress please send them my way." "Will do." I turned to Angela, "Thank you." "Momma, they have a Diner, with fresh Milk," Hope was telling Grace when I returned. "It just showed on the menu while we were looking at it." Grace looked at me for confirmation. "I just talked to the owners, and between Marissa and I we convinced them to add the milk." "Yes but we're in moving trucks, it will probably be powdered or synthetic." "Look Ma'am they just added natural butter too," added Danielle. "Ma, uh Momma, can we go see what a moving Diner looks like?" Samantha asked me. "Just as soon as access is established." "Miss Tyler please," I got a call over the truck communication system. "Yes?" "Erika I was told that you were the one to thank for the addition to the rolling truck stop menu. I really hadn't thought to add that in our requirements when they asked what we'd need for the Kittens." "If you want to thank me Ma'am you might think about letting some of the Kittens apply to help out as waitresses." "Erika Tyler! Really, that is not a fitting activity for a young Kitten." "I'm sorry you feel that way Ma'am. You are aware that one of my kittens was a waitress in just such a place when I found her, as well as Miss Grace?" "Well yes but I can't imagine a Kitten wanting to spend time in such a menial task." As we talked I saw my three kittens, Kiara, and Danielle huddled together talking. By the smile on Graces face I was sure I knew what the topic was. "We'll do it, with your permission of course," announced Samantha. "Hope and Miss Grace can teach us what we need to know." "Miss Gwendolyn, I need to go. I have to ask Miss Brightfeather if she has any uniform requirements for her Diner." "Yes Ms Tyler, you have another question?" "I have five anxious Kittens who are hoping to be allowed to help you out, and we wondered if you had a uniform requirement." "Oh my, that is a surprise." "Eagle, is it possible to match vectors or whatever with Clyde to allow the Tyler's to come see the Diner and decide if they want to sling hash?" "Moving to change positions now. Contact in five minutes." Angela and her Momma Myra came back a few minutes later. "The Eagle has pulled in front of us, something about interviewing a potential waitress staff." "Girls, let's go. So how do we go about this?" "Just open that door and step through." Myra led the way into the driving section, and we stepped into a very nice almost normal looking truck stop diner. I heard a gasp and then looked behind me to see Saffrella and Lori standing there. Our new hosts stood in front of us a moment. Each one wore an identical outfit, a tan suede halter top, a short denim skirt that fell to just above their knees, an apron with pockets in front, a very comfortable looking pair of tennis shoes, and a name tag. Introductions were made, and the girls of the diner were surprised to meet Saffrella and Lori, since they didn't think there was anything on their menu that would appeal to their tastes. "I saw where you state that your beef is fresh butchered," said Saffrella. "Oh yes, yes it is. Marline and Carlines husbands are driving that truck. The butcher shop I mean. Their brother is a really good butcher. They don't allow any suffering in the process." "That is good to know. But perhaps, could we inquire what happens with the blood when it is drained?" "Most of it goes to Hawk, along with the waste product. But very little goes to waste." "Which is one reason why my kind admire your culture so much." "You have a request for the blood?" "Oh no not all of it, just enough to drizzle on the food. That would allow us eat like anyone else." Babsie grinned. "And you were trying to figure out how Cactus Blood Patties got on the menu." She said to Paula. "Of course the Cactus is synthetic." "Yes but the blood would not be, and that would allow us to eat like other people." Saffrella glance at Carline a moment then asked, "Are you hoping for sons or daughters?" "What?" "You are with child, I can feel them growing inside you." "No I'm just a few days late that's all," said the girl in shock. "It never amounts to anything." "The Toll Booth scans will tell when we pass through them. I am sorry if I've upset you or given you bad news." "Lady if you're right, your first meals are on the house," said Paula. "Oh god, Momma said she wanted to see her grandchildren when we came back." Carline looked at Paula and Babsie, "Don't say anything to Marline or to Dax and Dale." Marline sitting in the cab had been listening to everything. Now with the truck on auto pilot she made her way back through the kitchen to the diner. "Carline, Eagle already knows. But I told him not to say anything to Hawk. He's been scanning seven human life forms since he became self- aware and started to change." "I think we should leave you now, you have much to discuss as a family." Said Saffrella. "So I'm going to have Triplets?" asked Carline. "You only wish," giggled Marline. "Damn, I guess in a few weeks I'm going to need another cook. Because you sure won't be able to cook if your anything like Momma was." "I could do that," Grace jumped at the chance. "Erika, I've been going stir crazy with nothing to do all day while Danielle is in school." "You're the one with Diner experience?" asked Paula. "Yes I grew up in one, I'd be happy to help out. But I don't really think I could pull off the whole Indian Princess look." "Welcome aboard, but we don't really have any particular uniform. The girls will be ok as they are, but maybe they could use a bit more comfortable footwear." Paula had taken in the three inch heels. "We were kind of hoping our baby sister would pitch in, but I think she's gone Truck Driver on us." Babsie giggled. "Well there's always Running Water Wyoming, she knows her way around a Truck Stop diner," commented Carline. "Attention, All passengers, please return to your own transport at this time. Prepare for Galactic Portal Phase Jump." Came an announcement. "Well I guess we'll see you all later, once we all get linked up again." Everyone began going back where they were supposed to be everything that was laying around loose was secured again. I could feel the truck slowing down, and then we could hear the conversations going on up front. "Spacing, one hundred meters," called out Joe. "Load check, secure. All livestock laying down," reported Angela. "Passengers strapped in and ready for the jump." "Portal Speed two hundred miles per hour. Approach locked in down the middle. Tracking on Eagle's tail," said Joe. "Oh shiiiiiiiiiit," I heard a young girls voice. "Load stabilizers engaged, correcting for loss of left inside rear pneumatic road wheel." Someone's truck reported. "Hopper are you ok?" "Yes Daddy, I lost the left inside dual on the front trailer tandem." I could hear the excitement in her voice. "That was really scary, I thought I was going to lose it." "Speeding up helped," said the man. It was a full fifteen minutes before we knew everyone was now on the freeway. The only incident had been the truck, Hopper losing a tire as they passed through the Toll Booths. "Prepare for Star Train Initialization," announced the truck.