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LTD, Malissa's Academy, 11 By: Malissa Madison The celebration lasted long into the next day with people coming from all over. Not just from the other Academies and in town. But from the Tribes and even the Terraformers as well. I was happy to see the Orchid again as Bounder, Shorty and Midge rushed happily to greet their parents in the Tank transport habitat. Soon we began the task of cleaning up. At first I thought it was just getting late, but then I realized as I stepped out from under the webs protection. The clouds were moving in dark and heavy. The temperature was dropping almost as fast as the clouds were growing. Something was up with the weather, but what? "Nona, why weren't we informed about the Weather?" I asked. "Ma'am, the weather service says this isn't anything they programmed. This is a Rogue Storm," she informed me. The last time we had a Rogue storm was when Sophie's birth mother Luna had been weeping. But neither of them were on the planet. "Alright everyone, we have a huge storm coming. They don't know for sure what is happening," I began warning everyone as they pulled up their PDAs. 'ATTENTION! SEVERE WEATHER ALERT!!!' Heavy snow fall predicted in the area of the I-5 Community and the surrounding area. Snow fall predicted in the two to three foot range temperatures expected to fall well below Zero.' It began repeating itself. I called the weather station. "I don't know Ma'am. We have no control over it. Please keep your young ladies inside. We'll let you know when we have more information." "Donnie?" he looked at me seriously. "I don't know babe, let's see about getting things cleared up here then start getting our schools ready for whatever comes." He said. "Mistress Gwendolyn, do you and your young ladies need anything in the way of help getting ready?" he asked her. "No as long as we can got to the Academy before the snow gets too deep," she said. "My Cadets will be happy to come and help shovel snow once it lets up," he told her. "Donnie, Sophie and Momma. They'll be leaving Omega soon," I reminded him. "We'll call her as soon as we get our students squared away," he lifted my face to his and kissed my lips. "Welcome to your first winter on Iridani Five, Mrs Pierce." "Daddy, be careful," Sherry kissed him. "I will Pumpkin, you better go inside before you freeze your legs off." "Cadets, lets hurry up here. Let the ladies go inside and get warmer clothing on." I saw more than a few share a quick kiss before my young ladies hurried to their dorms as the first snowflakes began to fall. There was about six inches on the ground before the Cadets left in their busses. The phase spiders had pitched in returning girls and staff to the Kitten Academy. And I had the dining halls preparing vats of Hot Cocoa. "Nona, I'm going to make a round of the dorms," I said as I stepped out the front door into the swirling snow storm. The sound of excited squeals and giggles drew me to them. Cleo and Petra were out in the storm having a grand time. They'd never seen snow before, and didn't realize that they were in more danger than the other species who were venturing out. "Ladies, please join me in the dining hall, you need to warm up." They were actually starting to slow down from the cold and hadn't realized it. I was suddenly thankful they could jump now as I found myself between them inside the doors of the nearest dining hall. Looking out the doors I saw girls still under the web out of the snow. Then I noticed how low it was hanging. "Girls, get out from under it before it falls," I yelled. They squealed and hurried into the buildings. Suddenly there were young Phase Spiders there preparing to release it from the buildings. "We're sorry Miss Malissa. We should have removed it before it got so heavy," Ariel said. Suddenly the whole thing crashed to the ground leaving the space between the buildings covered in snow. "Phase Spider silk will stretch but not brake. The buildings would give way before that happened and we do not wish any buildings to be damaged." 'I should have gone home and changed into boots and jeans,' I thought to myself seeing the snow was already deeper than my heels. Further wet tights and stockings did nothing to help keep your legs warm. Most of the girls had opted to wear after school attire and I was happy to see that there seemed to be an abundance of jeans and boots. Then I looked at Ariel and Nessie again, their legs were covered in Spider silk. They giggled when they saw me looking at them. "It keeps our legs warm so we can function out in the cold. Would you like a pair?" offered Nessie. "And it's water proof," added Ariel with a giggle. Just then I saw May as she stepped into the dining hall wearing her school uniform with a pair of black knee high boots with four inch heel. Her legs were incased in Spider Silk stockings. "Thank you Ariel, they're so warm," she hugged the spider whom she shared a life bond with. "You're welcome, we were just offering to spin a pair for Miss Malissa." "Yes thank you. Are they reusable, I mean they won't get balled up and lose their shape when I take them off will they?" "Oh no ma'am these won't be sticky like regular web. These will stretch and shape with your legs and you can take them off and put them back on. All the Chopsticks and cheerleaders have leg warmers made of Spider Silk," I was informed even as Ariel began spinning out silk and forming it into a pair of tights. I sat and drank my Cocoa as I waited, watching intently. "Ariel, Nessie," Miss Lilly got their attention. "Those will definitely count toward your Home Economics Sewing grades. They're not quite what I expected as a garment, but they are definitely a fashion statement. Just like a pair of tights or real stockings they were smaller than my legs. I was amazed though as they stretched and formed, hugging my legs with a warm snug feeling. "Thank you," I told them. "Nessie, I'm going to go see your mother before I finish my rounds." "You're Welcome Ma'am. But Momma is cocooned against the weather. She is more susceptible to the cold in her still weakened condition and the cocoon will help her heal faster," Nessie said. I was watching Ariel and another little queen as they began making more of the tights. They were going slower and it looked like they were doing something a bit different. Then as the girl pulled them on, smoothing them out along her shapely legs, I saw the designs. They had weaved a vining rose pattern into the silk. Suddenly they had more requests. "Please we've almost used up our silk. We need to replenish before we can make more," said Ariel. "I'll, I'll pay you ten Credits for a pair," said one girl. "I'll give you ten credits just to have a pair of plain ones," offered another student. "Ladies," I interrupted the hagglers. "Phase Spider Silk is very Valuable." I asked Nona to find me a Quote for things made of it. When she'd given me the quotes for different things I used my PDA and calculated a price for my Tights, then for stockings. "Ariel, Nessie, would you have the other Queens join us here please?" When they were all there along with their bodyguards I presented the prices displaying them on the view screens of each dining hall. "Special designs, since they require more silk and extra skill from the maker will be at the creator's discretion as to how much extra they will charge." I dug in my purse and took out a hundred Galactic Credits. "Here you are, will that cover mine and my daughters?" "Yes Ma'am, and Miss Maleeza's as well." 'Oh no' I thought Maleeza and Anna were sensitive to silk. Maleeza even more so than Anna. As if reading my thoughts Ariel said, "We already tested it to be sure, but they didn't have any reactions to it Ma'am." "I wonder why?" I asked myself absently. "Because there is a difference between Worm Silk and Spider Silk," Miss Lilly supplied the answer. As I watched the other girls began bringing them platters of Blood Patties as they waited. I saw more than a few girls wearing knee high boots with a two to three inch heel as I moved through the dining hall greeting the students and parents who had stayed over. Just before I stepped out to head for the Auditorium I touched my earring. "Nona, please send out a school uniform amendment for the winter season. Our young ladies may wear knee high black boots with a two inch heel for fourth through sixth grade. Seventh through ninth will be permitted to wear up to a three inch heel and tenth through twelfth may go as high as a four inch heel. Staff and faculty may choose for themselves up to a four inch heel. Kindergarten through third grade may not go above a one and a half inch heel, their ankles need to get conditioned and strengthened gradually," I said. She giggled and said, "I noticed you said up to, may I presume that means they may wear a shorter heel if they desire?" "Yes Nona that is what it means. Some young ladies may have a cultural or species clash or restriction. We don't want to force anyone to go against their beliefs. Send it out via Email so that those at home as well as their parents are notified of the changes please, and Thank you Nona, you may use that new Headmistress Signature thingy you designed for my Emails." I heard several giggles just before I stepped out into the cold. Nona had designed the signature Smiley Emoticons and thought I was unaware of them. I'd only been in the dining hall for an hour and already there was nearly two feet of snow on the ground in some places where the wind had drifted it. I felt a familiar tingling and weight sensation in my arms and brought my arms up in a cradling motion a heartbeat before Corra jumped into my arms, Becca appeared right beside me in her snow suit. Sweetie, you two shouldn't be out here in this weather," I never got the chance to finish before I found myself in Corra's room. With a grin I said, "Thank you Becca." "It wasn't me Mommy. Corra bringed us here," she said. So my little Corra was learning to bring others with her already I thought as I started getting Corra into warmer clothes. She obviously wanted to be with me today. "Becca, does Norrish have warm enough clothes for this weather?" I asked. "And what about his brother and sisters?" "Yes Mommy, we taked Aunt Jewel to the store to buy them new clothes." "Thank you for looking out for them. But Sweetie, its Brought, not Bringed. And took, not taked, ok?" "Yes Mommy," she giggled. I heard Donnie coming through the closet and stepped into our bedroom with Corra on my hip. He kissed me then Corra and Becca. "How are things at your school? Are your young ladies staying warm enough?" "Yes Love. But I think some might be upset with me." "Oh, what did you do to upset them?" he asked. I shifted Corra on my hip and stuck my leg out. "I insisted that the Phase Spider Queens be paid for their new fashion accessories that they are providing for everyone." His hand caressed my thigh, Becca giggled, and Corra cooed happily. Just then the closet door opened and Rachel led her sisters through into our room. "And what are you four doing here?" I asked when Maleeza closed the door quickly leaning against it. "Oh ummm, we just came to get our Debit cards Momma." Rachel held up her hands to show off her new Spider Silk gloves. I noticed they all had a pair of gloves on. Donnie was busy kissing each of his girls, then he said, "I'm about to visit and see if one of my Cadets might have gotten left behind earlier." "Oh I would hate to think he's lost. Should we organize a search party to go through the dorms?" I asked. "He's not lost Daddy," Maleeza blushed. The other three looked guilty. "Then you better let him out of the closet," Donnie said. Finally Maleeza stepped away from the door. "Momma, Daddy this is Randi, and we like each other," Maleeza said as she reached out and took hold of his hand. Then Erika stepped through the door. "Oh, so you're chasing after my little sister are you Cadet?" "Calm down Erika," I told her. "They are being well Chaperoned." "Son, you can stay here for dinner to properly meet her Momma. But I don't want to find out that you were both alone in her room before we get home." He told the Cadet. "Y, yes Sir." Just then Tiffany came barreling through the dimension door. "Oh crap you got caught didn't you?" she asked Randi. "Tiffany, I want you to come with me. I'm going to get you some new tights that you can wear that are warmer than your long johns." I told her. "Love, do they come in anything besides White?" asked Donnie. "Oh, umm right," I answered. "I'll ask." But of course I already knew the answer, No it didn't. I also knew that Spider Silk couldn't be dyed either. "But still, she can wear them under her fatigues, right?" "Yes, which is all we'll be wearing until this storm blows itself out and we get things back to normal," he answered. "I'm good Daddy," answered Erika. We looked at her then and she said, "One of our Drider Cadets hooked me up." "Then in that case you can take the volunteers over to the Kitten Academy to shovel snow. Greg is taking the group to your Momma's Academy," he told her. "Donnie, until we know how long this storm is going to last I think we might want to call a few Snow Days," I advised. One of the things I'd always thought I'd like to do as a student was decide when we should have snow days. Those were something we got very few of attending a Boarding School. I contacted Mistress Gwendolyn and advised her of my decision, to which she readily agreed with. Together the three of us contacted the local news station and made the joint announcement even as Nona with the help of the Dorm Mother's began notifying Students who had left for the holiday weekend. After the first storm blew its self out, we had a detail of young cadets eagerly shoveling walkways while we waited our turn to have a blower plow clear the streets. I stayed busy going back and forth between my house and my school. Our children had decided to spend the night at School giving us some much needed alone time with both Corra and Becca who had just gone to sleep. Donnie had been as busy as I was and we finally got another chance to be alone and relax in front of the fireplace at home. I was trying to decide on what I might fix as a romantic dinner when the phone rang. "Pierce residence," Donnie answered the phone. "Yes Ma'am. No ma'am that isn't necessary but thank you. Yes in an hour? Certainly. Thank you." He hung up. "Donnie?" I asked concerned only to see a smirk cross his face. "Have you seen Tank since this whole thing started?" he asked with a serious concerned look. "Tank? Oh shit, has something happened to Him?" I asked. Now he was grinning, "That was Mistress Gwendolyn. It seems Tank decided to take advantage of the storm to pay her a visit. Well actually he was visiting 'Precious'." "Precious?" "We've been offered first choice of the litter," he said. "Donnie who is, Precious?" "Oh, Mistress Gwendolyn's Companion Gambichow Bitch. Of course I had no idea that Tank was that brave." He was chuckling on the verge of out and out hysterics. I grabbed the remote and cued the search program on the view screen inputting 'Gambichow'. The pictures and information that came up described a creature that was a Cross between a Dragon, and Psy hound. The thing had quill spikes standing out in a triple row along its back, stubby wings, a barbed tail, a ring of quills stood out around its head and neck and just above its ears. A double row of retractable, long razor sharp teeth that caused it to constantly drool when extended, and its saliva when agitated released a Pheromone that caused panic as well as a feeling of dread in those who were not either bonded with it or shielded against it. It was a native of Halcion, used for hunting as well as tracking. The only other creature more revered for its use in tracking and catching Criminals was the Terrellian Goth. Halcion was one the Inter-galactic Prison worlds with day time surface temperatures reaching two hundred degrees, while night time temperatures could drop as low as one hundred below. I studied the picture of what others might see as a hideous creature, but I saw beyond the initial instinctual reaction. Mistress Gwendolyn had called the thing 'Precious', I began to see it for its beauty, its individual abilities. I was looking forward to actually discovering its personality. The knock on the door startled me and I realized I'd been studying the creature for nearly an hour. "Good Evening Colonel," I heard her say. "Please come in Ma'am, Precious I presume?" "Yes, Remember Sweetheart, we are here as guests." I heard her say. I stood up to greet her as she stepped into the family room following Tank, the Gambichow heeling at her side with only the tiniest of leash that I doubted could begin to restrain it if it thought she was in danger. I air kissed her cheek then asked, "May I?" nodding toward Precious. "Certainly," she said with an amused smile. Dropping to my knees I got down more on level with her. Everything I'd read said not to look into one's eyes directly until it had acknowledged you. I bowed my head looking at its feet, and the long curved claws that could rend flesh from bone, as I slowly raised my hand, the backs of my fingers held relaxed waiting for her to sniff me. I felt the warm heat of her breath as it brushed across my fingers then her long wet tongue as she first took a lick. Then finally her soft velvety nose as it slid under my fingers to press against the palm of my hand. "Well done, she will let you pet her now and look into her eyes." I was marveling at how soft her spikes felt, almost as soft as her fur. "They aren't hard at all," I commented. Just then Flora and Tadpole scampered into the room and her hackles rose up, her spikes rigid and sharp. Tank growled in warning and she relaxed, the spikes slowly dropping back down. Tank stood over them as she slowly sniffed then accepted them. "I must admit, I've never seen her take a command from anyone else but myself," she reached out and patted Tank, then the two skunks. "Maybe it's because she recognizes them as protectors the same as she is." I suggested. "I wonder what their young will look like." "That we will just have to wait and see," she said. "So she is your protector?" I finally asked. "Yes and the kittens. She and her daughters who patrol the grounds at night. They would never harm anyone living under the roofs of the Academy. But of course the kittens do not know that. Of the three only Precious has been off the Academy grounds on her own. Her daughters will not reach maturity for another three years, but I would like to ask a favor of you if I might." Now I was curious on a whole new level. But it wasn't me she was asking, it was Donnie. "Once the pups are weaned, they will need to be separated from their older siblings for their own safety until they can be found a home," she began. "I was thinking that perhaps your Cadets would like the opportunity to care for them until they are old enough to be adopted." "Oh, yes that would be an excellent opportunity. I just wonder how they will get along with the Scout Dogs that we have for teaching patrol tactics." Said Donnie. "These Dogs, are they male or female?" she asked. "Oh, Males," he answered. "They would get along just fine with the little ladies." "What about male Gambichows?" I asked. "There are no 'Male' Gambichows. Only female, they choose a male of another species they feel will give them the best offspring. And the young are all female. That is why they are so rare, they seldom find a suitable mate that is docile enough to let the female take charge of the mating process." She looked at me then, "When I recognized Tank, I was at first frightened for his safety. I knew that if she found him lacking, there would be no way to save him in time. But then Tyrea said that Precious had led him along the fence to the gate." Looking up at me then she said. "In forty years she has only submitted to one other male." "I read that there is a huge demand for Gambichows by the intergalactic law enforcement," I said. "Believe me that is true. But the window to impress one is very short. Which is why I still have Sadie and Digger, Sadie belongs to Tyrea, and Digger belongs to Fillandra. They were helping care for them and I hadn't realized the 'Impression' had taken effect already between them." She was sitting there her hand absently caressing Precious and I saw her slowly fading out of sight. Had it not been for Gwendolyn's hand I would never have known she was still there. Grinning now my fellow Headmistress said, "She's camouflaged herself hasn't she?" "Yes just like a Goth," I almost giggled. It was getting late and tank stood up to make his regular rounds with Flora and Tadpole. I saw Precious as she joined in walking beside him. She smiled, "I see he has his routines too." "Yes, he has to check on everyone," I said. She was about to leave when Tank and Precious came racing into the living room, Becca riding Tank, and Corra riding Precious, both giggling happily. "I was right, that one is destined to have a Gambichow companion." "Corra, say goodnight. You need to go to bed Sweetie," I told her. She said goodnight to Mistress Gwendolyn. Then slid to the floor and took Precious' head between her hands, pressed her forehead to hers and said, "Goodnight Precious, Goodnight Sheba." Then she hugged Mistress Gwendolyn and rushed off to her room behind Becca. Well Becca had Tadpole, and Sherry had Tank. Tiffany had the lizards. So why couldn't Corra have a Gambichow? I made a mental note to study everything I could about the creatures. For instance, they were fiercely loyal to the one they bonded with, but would protect those who were in the same family or living in the same household. They were all female, seeking a male of a compatible species only to mate. They didn't reach full maturity until around eighteen to twenty years of age, much like Goths. They only bred once every five years after reaching maturity, and a person could only be bonded with one at a time, unlike Goths who would bond in trios. They were also Chameleon like in nature with the ability to blend into their surroundings. Then I noted an item of interest, Queen Kasha of Demonia was bonded with one, as was Ambassador Parnell. I now had another source for information, and the Ambassador was still here at the guest house which meant that his Gambichow was probably with him as well. "Malissa, why didn't you tell me that Mistress Gwendolyn is a Jumper," asked Donnie? "What? Are you sure about that?" "See for yourself," he motioned towards the sidewalk where hers and Precious' footprints ended three quarters of the way to the driveway. Then I noticed her foot prints coming up the walk began at about the same point. There were no tire tracks in the drive nor tracks going across the yard. I began to grin, no wonder she herself could show up other places that her time saver wasn't set for. Like Fender Skirts, and the Diner. Picking up the phone I called the guest house. "Tania, is Mr Parnell still in by chance?" I asked the night matron. "Oh yes, he's right here," I could hear a note of fear in her voice. "Does he have a Gambichow with him?" I asked curiously. "I don't know, unless you mean a huge demon dog thing." "Just a moment he wishes to speak with you." "Miss Malissa, I'm sorry I wasn't aware that Angel would be a problem," he began. "Normally she stays hidden, but she took off when she heard the other one mating. You wouldn't know by chance who she belongs to, would you?" "You mean Precious, yes she belongs to Headmistress Gwendolyn," I began telling him. "Oh Fillandra, hello Digger. Would you and Angel like to play in the snow?" "I thought I recognized her, Sadie is just outside the fence. They were curious about her presence." I heard Fillandra answer. "Robert," I got his attention. When he responded I said, "So long as they behave on school grounds and I get to meet her before you leave I see no harm in them playing in the snow." I pulled up a log of gate entries and sure enough, Fillandra had not come through it. "Perhaps you would all like to come to the house for dinner tomorrow?" I asked. "Oh, umm, that would not be wise. Not unless you want to antagonize Precious," said Fillandra. "Chows are rather protective of their mates until after the litter is born. One reason why Tyrea and I made sure to jump to the eastern continent before your family's wolf entered the Academy Grounds. We didn't want their mother to take a nip out of them." "How many 'Chow' bond mates are jumpers?" I asked curiously. "Hmmm, lets see," they were thinking. "Probably Ninety Eight percent. That's probably why Mistress wished to introduce Corra to Precious," she said. "How many humans are bonded with one?" asked Donnie. "None that we know of, but from the excited way Mistress reacted on her return, I think maybe little Corra might be the first. Not even a native of Halcion has ever named an unborn, yet a newly conceived Gambichow. And she said Precious was especially fond of her," stated Fillandra. "Do, I mean do the Chows have the ability to jump?" Donnie asked. "Oh no not on their own, they provide us with the pictures of where they wish to go and we take them there," Said Robert. Unless their bond mate is in danger, then they can jump anywhere they need to." "I wonder why she wanted us to have a Pup?" thought Donnie out loud. "Because with a Gambichow as her companion, no one would dare to harm Corra. They would find themselves facing a pack in just heartbeats." "What? I thought they were not Pack animals." I stated from what I'd been reading about them. "Not unless one's Bond Mate is in danger. Every Gambichow within the psionic range of their howl would respond to help." "I believe Lord Kerogens' called help from as far away as Earth when he was attacked on Delphi Nine." Stated Robert. "I never heard about any of that in the Species Information Data file." I said. "That is because almost everything about them is classified by the Intergalactic Court system. They are a Protected Species. But those few still living in the wilds on Halcion have no inhibitions about jumping. They also don't care what species their next meal is. One reason why it is a Maximum Security Prison Planet." Said Robert. "But before you ask, no one knows how the species evolved. Let alone how it has survived with no males. They still do not know how it is that the young ones are still being born in the wild." "They sent in researchers to study them, but only those bonded have ever gotten close enough to observe without becoming dinner, or having to do the unthinkable and try to kill them to escape." I had a feeling that these two knew more than they were saying, but I wasn't going to pry. Donnie however had no such compulsions. "Surely they know what species are in the purebreds on the planet," he began. "Yes, they do. Dragon, Manticore, Wolf and Porcupine. Interestingly enough the latter two are fairly universal to most systems, but have never been part of the evolutionary development of Halcion." "Which species of Dragon" asked Donnie? "A Water Dragon, the only thing living there that they seem to respect as an equal." Answered Tyrea as she stepped into the view. "Thank you for allowing them to play in the snow here," she said showing a view of the three diving through great mounds of the cold white snow. Rolling in it like it was a luxury. Suddenly I knew where Donnie's thoughts were going. Two species of water dragons had been known to change sex with age. Born first as female then changing to male around a few hundred years of age, to mate with the younger females. It was the same with certain species of frogs on Earth when one sex became over populated a percentage would change to even out the balance. He let it drop and after a few more minutes we said goodnight and we went to bed. The next day I was very sore as well as satisfied. I could tell when I stepped out of my office to check on my young ladies that it showed. Later that afternoon I received an urgent message from the Gambichow Protective Society. I noticed that a copy had been forwarded to Donnie as well. "Headmistress Malissa Pierce, Headmaster Col Pierce, It has come to our attention that you have recently engaged in a very in depth research into the Species known as Gambichows. We would like to send a representative to determine the nature of your inquiries. Also if you have further questions in the meantime please contact one of the three following persons in your area who are intimately acquainted with the Species. Headmistress Gwendolyn of the Iridani Five Kitten Academy Mistress Tyrea or Mistress Fillandra of the Kitten Academy. They are more than capable of answering your questions as well as allowing you to meet one first hand. Thank you, Kasha Demonian Gambichow Protective Society" There was an official looking seal imposed at the foot of the Email showing the Demonian System and there it was right there in front of me. Halcion was the third planet in the Demonian system. "Excuse me Ma'am," Nona interrupted my thoughts. "Ambassador Parnell is here to see you." "Send him in please," I said. He took note of the Email that I had printed out with a smile. "I've just been discussing matters with Kasha. She was unaware of the situation when she sent you the Email. She plans to be here at the end of January when Precious' litter is born so that they may be officially registered. Also she is curious about the pedigree of the father. Usually they seek out a Feline species rather than a Canine." "Oh, Tank is one of the very few Plains wolves left known as Buffalo Wolves to the Native American Tribes. He is a litter runt, so he isn't quite as large as the rest of his kind." His feet were as big as pie plates and he stood four feet tall at the shoulders now that he was fully grown. Had it not been for our native heritage the Conservation Department would have seized him to be returned to the wild as an Endangered Species. There were only about twenty known pairs left in existence and each pair maintained a territory of about a hundred mile radius. "I would love to tell her of his heritage. But I think maybe Spirit Woman Night Bird might be the only one who can provide his lineage," I answered with a smile. "Not to worry, I'm sure that Precious, or one of her Pups can fill her in when she asks. Had he been Feline the litter would be called Kits or Kittens," he told me. After a bit he said he wanted to thank me for allowing him to stay so long but there were other things he needed to be doing. He was preparing to leave but was going to visit with Lolly and Tandy at dinner before he left. Paula Brightfeather's husband Trader was busy helping locate herds and persons who had been cut off during the first storm. He'd made the trip to allow Shorty, Midge and Bounder to spend more time with their parents who had gotten stuck out at the Tyler ranch. I hadn't known that they'd dropped off five Transgendered Centaurs known as Nongens. And was hoping to meet them. Especially the three who were young enough to still be in school with Marta. But then the second storm hit even harder than the first. Thankfully more drivers were returning, and with them were the trucks capable of running the big blower plows to clear roads and help deliver supplies. Mays brother Tomcat had returned with a few friends from Earth bring with them the first Snowmobiles to be introduced to Iridani. He'd had a hunch that they might go over well here, and he was right. Rachel and Erika were taking advantage of the snow days, working at Fender Skirts helping to convert the engines to legally run here and not violate the Intergalactic Environment Protection Laws. We were sitting at home with the younger girls when Erika and Rachel finally returned after sleeping at the shop for nearly a week. "How bad is the snow out there?" I asked having not been anywhere but home and the School in over a week. "That depends," giggled Rachel. They'd come by snowmobile since our street was among the many that had yet to be cleared. "Yeah Trader came and took Dr Tsing out to the Tyler's. One of the Centaurs had her baby prematurely and Bounder's parents have built an incubator for him until his lungs finish developing," provided Erika. "Oh why is Tank hunting? He's got a path worn between here and the Kitten Academy. Is he hunting whatever it is that left those tracks in the backyard?" "Erika," began Donnie. "If you see Precious out there, do not make eye contact with her. Just leave her be, she and Tank," "Oh my gods, Tank's getting some tail from a wild critter?" gasped Rachel excitedly. "Rach, Precious isn't a 'wild critter', she is a Gambichow. Daddy is it safe for people to be around her without Headmistress Gwendolyn being there? I mean she's really lovable but I've never seen her without Mistress Gwendolyn," inquired Erika. "Yes it is, and I think maybe you two and your younger sisters need to get used to her and learn about them," he answered her question. "Oh, are we getting some for the Academy?" "No, but we have been offered first pick of the litter," I said then saw her hopes. "Your sister Corra will be the one who chooses though." "Why Corra?" everyone but Erika wanted to know. "Because they bond with someone who is a Jumper," finished Erika showing how much she already knew. "When did you meet Precious?" I asked. Now she giggled, "Tiffany and I met her when we were on maneuvers. They were hunting with Lolly's Dad and the other two 'Chows' from the Kitten Academy. I never knew Mistress Gwendolyn was a Jumper until then." Now I looked at Tiffany who just grinned, of course she would know more about them. It was in her nature to converse with other creatures. The phone rang then. "Malissa is he there? Please tell me that he's there," Jewel was frightened and panicking. "Jewel, who are you looking for? Norrish is with Becca in the treehouse." "No not Norrish, Simon. He got scared and jumped. But, he didn't have a clear picture," I could hear her starting to cry in panic. Our other line began to ring. "Hello?" Donnie answered it. "Please tell Jewel that 'Precious' is sorry that she frightened Simon. She and her daughters are searching for his mental trace. Precious wasn't aware that she would scare him when she went to visit Tank and your children." I could hear it in her voice though. The contact with Simon had been too brief for the Gambichow to get a feel for his thoughts. The other jumpers needed a picture from him of where he was in order to locate and jump to him. "Malissa, I really am sorry. We will spare nothing in finding him." Donnie was calling the Academy to mobilize his Cadets. I called the Diner to Alert the Tribes, who would also begin coordinating a search. They were already searching for one last party of mixed herd guards who had been lost in the first storm. We were getting ready to head out on snowmobiles from the Kitten Theater for our turn to relieve cold tired searchers when Casanova called to report that they had found him and that he was out at the Tyler Ranch. The Plow drivers quickly began organizing to clear the road out to the ranch so that they could reunite the family. "Crystal, Jewel, she really is sorry that she caused so much trouble and put Simon in danger," began Mistress Gwendolyn. "She just wanted to meet the children. She really loves children," "It wasn't really her fault, he just never saw a Gambichow before. But please would it be alright if the children got to meet her, I mean now that she will be in the neighborhood more often?" Jewel said hugging her to show that she had no ill feelings toward anyone. "Please don't scold her." When they finally returned they got to meet Precious, and I knew that our neighborhood would be even safer than it was before. I heard from Shayla Brightfeather a few days later, they were once again on the road after making a roundabout journey to Lyconia first. But now they were finally headed our way. I was watching the Snowmobile Safe Driving Classes, and even though it wasn't in the schools regular curriculum a lot of people had signed up for it. Not that everyone would have one of course. But it meant that with a Safety Course Certification they could rent one from Zoe Lightfeather. There were several courses set up that they could explore, and the machines had tracking devices so that no one could get lost. Zoe also told me that they were still looking for one of the mixed herds of Tribe and Centaur horses that had disappeared during the first storm. And then, now they were searching for the little sister of one of the herd guards who had taken upon herself to go out alone in search for the group. I was satisfied that things were going good and returned to my office to find out if they had any news about the missing teens and horses when Curwen called from the gate. "Miss Malissa, I have two young ladies on Snowmobiles here who say they need a pass." I was about to ask why he was calling me since he was fully capable of issuing passes when Erika barged through my closet doorway. "It isn't fair Momma," she began. "Excuse me Curwen, I see no reason not to issue a temporary pass," I told him. Then turned to Erika, "What isn't fair young lady? And why are you using my doorway without knocking first?" "Momma he bought them snowmobiles, but said we have to buy our own if we want one because they're theirs not ours," she vaguely explained. "By 'He' I assume you are talking about your Daddy. But which 'Them' are you talking about?" I asked calmly. "Our little sisters, Momma," she said. "Yes I know he was going to buy Tiffany and Sherry two of the little ones. But you are too big to be riding them," I told her. "No not just them, he bought a pair for Anna and Maleeza too," she huffed. "Without asking me if it was alright first?" I was dialing my phone. When I saw the notice of both missed calls as well as text messages on my cell phone which I had left on my desk when I went to watch the Snowmobile classes that Rachel and Kiki were giving. While I waited for him to answer I skimmed through the texts. "Love, want your input on also buying snowmobiles for Anna and Maleeza." "I've tried calling twice now. If I don't hear from you soon I'll assume it is alright with you to spoil them." "Love I am buying them their own since their older sisters already have cars." "Love, I just bought them each their own snowmobile. I told them they were theirs not their sisters. T & S enjoying and sharing with friends. Taking 'A & M' to the Academy for the Safety Course being given by Longreach and Gretchen." He'd been trying to reach me for the last four hours. "Yes Love," he answered the phone. I suspected he was giving me time to read his texts. "Donnie, thank you. I was about to get upset with you, but I saw that I'd missed your calls and texts. But would you hold on a second please," I turned to Erika now. "Erika, your Daddy and I agree on this. You have two cars already that are yours. If you want a Snowmobile of your own you will have to buy it just like Rachel has done." "But Momma it isn't fair," she started to huff up. "I'd think twice about your next action if I were you 'Cadet'," I warned her. "Besides you still have access to the families Snowmobile, unless you throw a fit." "But Momma I was supposed to go spend Christmas with Daniel's family. How am I supposed to get there with the roads like they are?" she tried to point out. Just as Donnie stepped through the closet door. "Erika, Daniel's mother is on her way to pick you up on their Snowmobile," he said. "Or did you forget your phone like your Momma did earlier?" "I, ohh," she looked at her phone which she'd put on silent and forgotten about. He was about to say something else but I intervened. "Honey, go get ready to go spend the week with your in-laws. We'll discuss this matter when you get home, after you've had time to think about things." I kissed her forehead, then turned her in the direction of the doorway and lightly smacked her ass. "Now go while I talk with Daddy a minute." He waited until she was through the doorway, "Malissa I tried to explain to her." "Donnie, please don't be too hard on her. Remember that she's only thirteen, no matter what her Cadet rank is. In a lot of ways she's still just a teenager. And away from the Academy, she is our daughter not a Cadet." "What are you going to do when she comes home?" he asked. "Sophie and I are going to sit in the family room entertaining our In- laws while you take her to your office and have a fatherly 'discussion' with her," I answered. "But you will remember her age, and the fact that this had nothing to do with School Business when you do. Something I have to constantly remind myself of with her sisters," I told him. "You're right." He kissed me and I melted into his lips. "Are you mad at me about going ahead and buying the Snowmobiles before I talked with you?" he asked when the kiss ended. "No, because I would have said yes, and you did try to reach me first. And don't worry about Sophie, she isn't here at the moment. But I assure you she would agree with me on this one," I told him. Just then the monitor linked to the cameras out front showed two of the individual size snowmobiles pulling up out front and then the drivers getting off and removing their helmets. Seeing that he'd also bought them proper clothing and helmets I leaned in again and this time I was more aggressive as I shoved my tongue into his mouth. "Thank you for getting them proper safety attire," I said. "You get extra Daddy Points tonight after the rest are asleep." "Love, you mentioned Mom and Dad being here, any word on when they'll finally arrive?" he asked as he stood there leaned over me as I reclined back on the edge of my desk. "Tomorrow afternoon," I told him. "Sophie called just before Curwen called to tell me that Anna and Maleeza were requesting gate passes for their snowmobiles. They'd already made the jump to the Freeway." Further discussion was delayed as our two newest knocked on my office door. "Come in please," I said. "Momma, you should see what Daddy bought us," they were gushing. I pointed to the monitor, "I just did." I kissed their cheeks. "Thank you for being safe too." Then I saw the hickie on each side of Anna's neck. I didn't mention it even as I looked at her little sister seeing what could only be a lighter one. "Are we going to have dinner guests tonight?" I asked seeing both of them blush. "Donnie, we'll see you at home," I said and he took the hint that I wanted to have a private mother daughter discussion. He kissed me then both girls and retreated back through the doorway. "Momma," began Anna. I pressed my finger to her lips. "I trust that you both behaved yourselves." Then I turned to Maleeza, "So do you like the way Randi kisses?" she blushed deep red. "Yes Momma," she admitted. "Anna, I trust that whoever gave you these will be at dinner tonight as well." I brushed my fingers over the hickies. "Oh shi, err, cra, err, darn it I told him it better not show." "He's a boy, they like for people to see that they are involved with a pretty girl. But you better put some concealer on them before your Daddy notices. Now please close my door so we can have a private discussion about things." She closed my door and we moved over to the couches. When they were sitting across from me I lifted the lid off a cookie jar on one corner of the coffee table. "Go ahead, reach in and take a few, both of you." I watched them both blush deep red again as they each pulled out a handful of condoms. "I'm not saying that I expect you two to be having sex. I'm saying that I want you to be prepared in case the desire to go further than kissing should happen. Anna, have you ever been with a boy sexually?" I asked bluntly. "No Momma, not with a boy," she answered and looked away. Reaching out gently I turned her eyes back to my own. "Sweetie, there is absolutely nothing wrong with liking girls. Look at Momma Sophie and I, and your sister Denise and Lyndsey. Better yet look at your Aunts Jennifer and Daphne." "You mean it really is ok if I like both?" she asked. "Of course it is." I turned to Maleeza now. "The same goes for you. If you bring a girlfriend home for dinner or Randi it is perfectly fine with us. We do understand and so do your grandparents. And girls, we are just as understanding about different races as well. The only requirements we have are that you bring them to meet us, and that you practice safe sex. Understood?" "Yes Momma," they both answered. "And that they understand that if they hurt you, they have to deal with me first. Then your Daddy and Momma Sophie get whatever's left when I'm done." My cell phone began ringing with Monica's ring tone. "Yes Mom?" I answered it. "Oh thank goodness I got you. I just wanted to ask you if there was any place that we might stash the kids Christmas presents." "Oh how big of a place do you need?" I asked. "Someplace big enough to hide eight snowmobiles," she answered. "I know it's a bit extravagant but we don't get to visit very often and," "Mom, it's actually fine. But I think maybe the Tomahawk Towing and Recovery Garage would be best. That way they can be converted to operate legally here," I told her. "Oh we hadn't thought about that," she admitted. "Don't worry, Tomahawk has the means to do the work. And Donnie and I will cover the costs to get it done by Christmas. But tell Sophie that it's ok to drop ours at Fender Skirts, that way Rachel won't be as suspicious and go poking around across the road." After we hung up I asked them not to tell anyone about the presents and they promised to keep the secret. Anna didn't know that they were also bringing presents from Donnie, Sophie and I.