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Intergalactic Roller Coaster, 5 By: Malissa Madison Sitting next to her sister inlaw Tarriana beamed with pride as she watch the last TCP Scout deactivate her TCFB, flip the base up with the toe of her boot and catch it on her shoulder as she turned to sprint for the transport as it started past. Already Tom was sprinting for the rear door, his own TCFB in his right hand, his left reaching for the hand bar. "Scouts recovered," reported Saniya. "Transport secure, Commit Markers in five, four, three, two, we are committed," called out Dessi. "Good job everyone," announced Otru. Then he saw the startled look on a scouts face as he stood there holding his Force Barrier Pole, his hand reaching to where his own base plate should be on his shoulder, as his eyes searched the deck plates. "I dropped the base," he said. "I dropped my damned base!" "What TCP point did you have?" asked Randi. "Commander we have a TCFB Base out there on the pavement," he called out. "I was at the third point," said Terrence. The relief TCPs made a hasty search but didn't find it, the second convoy section had already started through to the portal. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The third section of the convoy was just starting through the commit markers when the fourth truck reported a problem. Not wanting to abort because it was only a Two Kilo weight difference Ringneck continued on as he tried to determine what it was, it could be a Space Vole or some other pest that had attached itself to the trailer while they were stopped. If so the second cylinders would eliminate it. "We have picked up some sort of," called out Pheasant as he passed the second set of cylinders. "Ohhhhhhh fuuuuuckkkkkk," yelled Ringneck as he began trying to help the truck maintain control. The entire truck was swerving with the gravitational forces from each side. Dream Weaver began accelerating as Pretty pushed her foot to the floor. She was already too far into the portal to abort. "Ring, I'm Sorry," said Pheasant as the hitch plate disconnected from the rear deck of the tractor, the trailer was pulled to the left. Already Pheasant was sliding to the right from the sudden loss of drag from the trailer. The trailer hit the fifth cylinder to be vaporized in a bright flash moments before Dream Weaver slammed into Pheasant from the rear. Pretty hit the Star Train switch fusing both rigs together, the impact and acceleration forcing Pheasant to return to the center line as they both passed into the blackout zone together. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The rest of the convoy section aborted the Portal Shot, waiting to find out if they'd just lost two trucks. "What the hell happened?" demanded Swallow. "Pheasant, Pretty?" Nothing. "No, oh gods no, no, no, nooo," cried Swallow. The drivers all felt numb, shocked. Everything had happened so fast, no one else had a chance to react. "We, we made it," she finally heard Pretty on the radio. "We lost our trailer but we made it through," everyone now heard Ring reporting a moment later. "P, Pretty saved our ass." The rest of the third section had to circle around, they'd be following the last section through until they could reform with their own section again. "Son, what happened? I know it wasn't the load shifting." Said Old Elk calmly praying he was right. "We picked up some kind of road debris, Dad. It kept dropping off and skipping like it was magnetic and trying to attach to us. Then it caught just in front of the left rear tandem on the trailer. But the weight was only two extra Kilos heavy on that side." Reported Ringneck after examining his computer logs. "You say you were two kilos heavier on the left?" asked Saniya. "Not at first, it started out in the middle but each time it dropped it worked its way to the left." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Aboard Talon Commander Derrell was listening in on the incident report. "Otru, you know how much a TCFB Base weighs. That's the one we lost, it has to be." "Yes but two Kilos? It doesn't make sense. Why would two kilos cause that much instability?" asked Missy. "My own load is fifteen kilos heavier on the right side." "Yes and your load was stabilized by your onboard load stabilizers before you entered the portal," said Lydia. "That base was shifting around, already being pulled by the gravitational flux, the Stabilizers didn't have a chance to adjust for it. When it caught the last time it was just enough to pull the trailer with it." All the scouts were sitting around listening to the investigative reports, and though nothing was said to Terrence he knew it had been his base that had caused the incident. "We're just glad we didn't lose a truck," said Old Elk finally. No one had to say it, everyone knew if you lost a truck during a Portal Transition you lost everyone in it. "Mr Lightfeather, the IGP will cover the cost of that load," said the Supreme Commander at IGP Command Headquarters. Terrence felt like he'd just lost any hope of making it into the IGP, and Serena could see it in his eyes, he was blaming himself. Like Darius he was going to be a senior this year, he'd been a Tracker scout since his fourteenth birthday. He had geared all of his schooling, all of his studies toward becoming the first Tank in the IGP, and she wasn't about to let him fail. She knew he had what it took to become a great Transport officer if not a Transport Commander. "Now I want everyone to pay attention here," she began as she crossed to the TCFB racks. She knew which one was his, it was the only one that didn't have a matching base plate. Plucking the pole out, she carried it to the maintenance dock and set it into the slot. "Talon TCFB number six, last deployment recording please," she requested. In the lower left corner of the screen was the power level of both the pole and the base. The fact that the pole linked into other video recorders around it from the time it was removed from the rack until it was returned was a big plus, as they got a lot of different angles. It would also store that footage until it was erased using the Maintenance Dock after being copied to the Transport archives. The screen lit up to show Terrence pulling out both the pole and the base from the rack. Then advanced through the entirety of the mission up to the point of being recovered by Reaper. "Freeze," she called out after he flipped it up and caught it on his shoulder as he started sprinting to jump onto the passing Transport. "Why was there such a fluctuation in the video clarity?" she requested of Talon. "The TCFB Base Plate power levels have dropped below minimum. Analysis reveals the charging plug on the base had a minor flaw that did not permit it to maintain a full charge," reported Talon. "Thank you," said Serena. Everyone could see the base clearly attached to Terrence's shoulder harness. "Resume playback." Just as he passed through the door into Reaper they saw it fall off to bounce on the pavement. Moments later they heard Terrence reporting its loss. "Terrence, this incident was not your fault," she told him. "But," she didn't let him finish. "Two Kilos is not enough to notice, not when you are wearing your full deployment gear. Plus you will note that at no time did it touch you anywhere after it detached from your harness. I figure the Gravity flux worked with the unstable fluctuating power level to give it a rapid charge once it passed into the field." "You're right Commander," said another former Transport Commander at IGP Command, "under a quarter charge the magnetic field fluctuates from full to none at all pretty rapidly. There's not much telling how many trucks picked it up before the one that carried it into the portal." For a lot of the drivers it was the first time seeing a Portal Accident, and now they understood the reason for there being twice the distance between the activation Cylinders and the rest. Still the Activation Cylinders couldn't detect things like TCFB Base Plates or bad drive rollers unless they were already failing badly. And it was failing drive rollers that were the most determined cause of portal incidents. Power train synchronizers were the next largest. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Holding Julie in his lap Ringneck hugged Pretty, "Love, I know you saved us back there. But still you took a huge risk with Julie in the truck with you." "If we couldn't have done it I doubt that Dream would have allowed me to accelerate," she said. "Besides I wasn't about to watch you or let Julie watch her Daddy go out like that." "We're safe Daddy," said Julie. "And that is all that matters," added Swallow as she joined them ahead of Old Elk. "Pretty, there is no doubt in anyone's mind that you have more than earned your title of Star Driver," he was smiling. "And we just keep finding more reasons to be happy that you are part of our family." "Right now though you should call your Momma. I'm sure that she's seen the reports already," added Swallow. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Brightfeather's Diner, Iridani Five Julia was busy serving a table when a chime alerted everyone to a status change in the convoy board. She quickly scanned it noting that one name was now missing, Pheasant. It simply read 'Load Lost'. She didn't realize that the status was only showing trucks with a cargo. It was further down that the name Pheasant appeared in the trucks without cargo section. In the previous space above Dream Weaver's name there was now a notation, 'Cargo Lost'. That had been Pheasants position. "B, Beaver?" she asked pointing to the board, her fear very evident in her voice. "Oh shit," Beaver jumped up rushing toward the family dispatch office. She too had seen the notation, 'Cargo Lost'. All she knew was that one of their family's trucks was no longer showing in the proper place on the status board. She also knew that they had started shooting the Portal to Omega for the last leg of the journey. Julia was right behind her as she raced past Tomahawk Towing and Recovery. "Dina," called out Pam rushing into their own dispatch office. "What's happening?" "Portal accident at Pluto Junction," she said. "It looks like they lost one, maybe two trucks." "Hold on I'm getting an update." She had tuned into the IGPs convoy frequency to monitor the Portal Shot. "Pheasant lost his trailer, Dream Weaver pushed him clear of the portal," said Dina with a sigh of relief. "Elk, somebody talk to me," yelled Beaver into the Microphone. "Calm down Beaver," said Coyote from the Wyoming, Earth Terminal. "They just lost the trailer, that's all." "Just the trailer?" "Yeah, Pretty pushed Pheasant on through. You need to buy that girl a medal," Coyote answered. "Pretty and everyone are safe, right?" asked Julia with tears in her eyes. "Yes they are all safe." +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The portal incident seemed to jolt the Scouts out of their feeling of routine as far as TCPs went. They were each going over their equipment more carefully. Checking the TCFBs and traffic violation tags, everything that they carried for their job. As it turned out they discovered two more base plates that had faulty charging plugs. The three were taken out of the service ready racks and replaced with three new ones from storage. All of the Transports were doing the same. This incident could have been so much worse than it was, and it served to drive home just how serious things could get. Just how little it took to lose a truck during Portal Shot. The scouts had practiced their new base plate recovery for hours, adding flare, and receiving praises for their showmanship. They had it down to six moves. Moves that had been transmitted to the free universes over the Intergalactic news network. Further, the other transport officers had started learning them, honing their own skills. It had been such a huge thing that already both LIGA and TIGA were incorporating it into their drill practice. When Serena reported that the Scouts were preparing to abandon it though it triggered a high level Command meeting. The scouts had developed and actually added the base plate attachment to the shoulder of their harnesses, eliminating the need to either carry it in their hand or Maglocked to the toe of their boot. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "ATTENTION ALL TRANSPORTS" "Standby for an announcement by the Supreme Commander." As the view screens lit up, every eye was now watching. It wasn't just going out to the Transports though, it was going out over the Intergalactic News Network. "After careful study of the new TCFB Drills developed by the Tracker Scouts on their first mission aboard Talon, this command has decided to adopt them for all transports as well as the Academies." "The Drill demonstrates not just the pride of the IGP but the skills to which we seek to maintain at all levels." "The fact that an incident involving a faulty Base Plate occurred during a portal transition only heightens the need to hone these skills into a unified set pattern, as well as increase or endeavor to maintain our equipment in the best possible condition." "We are proud to add the Tracker Scout TCFB Deployment and Recovery Drills to our list of Academic Drills. Good Job Scouts, and thank you." A short video of the Tracker Scouts aboard Talon going through practicing the same flourishing movements that Shasstine had first shown Tom on Earth followed by their recovery Practice, each scout in unison with the rest followed the end of the official announcement. There was silence for a long minute as everyone began to process what had just been announced. Always before, deployment and recovery of TCFB's had been an individual thing. But the scouts had added their own flair since it was the first task they'd been given. Each one using the same motions and number of movements. They'd been determined to do it with style, and they had ended up creating something more. The fact that each could jump from the door of the moving Transport and hit their mark in just ten fast strides, was a point of Pride as well as excellence. Serena went looking for Terrence when she hadn't seen him after the announcement. "He's back visiting with the other Tanks," Mordina informed her. "Which one?" "Lilly Pad, Ma'am," finished Lorissa as she pointed to an empty TCFB rack. He'd taken one with him, but why? "I'm going to make sure he's alright, I'll be back in time for my watch," she said as she started toward the rear of the huge Star Train. Thirty minutes later she stepped up to the door of the lead Tank Transport. "Commander Serena Derrell of Talon requesting permission to come aboard," she announced as she knocked gently on the outside of the door. She was unprepared for the welcome as the door opened. "Commander," a pretty Tank woman wrapped her arms around her kissing her cheek. "Thank you for giving my son the chance to serve aboard Talon." "The pleasure has been mine," she answered honestly. "Where is he by the way?" But then she heard a loud grunt, and looked toward the back. Terrence hit a spot on his harness then removed the TCFB base. "Thanks Dad, I think these will work," he was smiling. "I wana try next," cried out several younger children. She watched as he switched off the base plate dropping it to the floor with a thunk. Then he caught it with his toe, flipping it up as he tapped his harness again. The base plate attached and no matter how hard the others tried the end result was Terrence being pulled to the floor. "Dad can we get enough of these ready before our next deployment?" he asked his father. "We'll be sure they're ready son. But I think we have more than enough, everyone else has been busy since you called us with your request." "Thanks Dad, I better get back before I'm missed," he started to turn and caught sight of Serena standing there with his second mother. But before he could react she had stepped forward wrapping her arms around him. "Thank you for doing this, for adding the extra safety measures." She looked around at the rest now, "How would all of you like to come to Talon and see where Terrence works?" +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I was watching as the Tanks started forward. Each one carrying a box. But as they passed Transport Officers they were handing out the boxes. "Missy, what's happening?" I asked my sister. "I haven't a clue. But someone said they were headed to Talon," she answered. "The Tanks have made a new safety attachment for the base plates," answered Lydia. "But at the moment they are headed for Talon to take a tour of where their son Terrence has been performing as a Tracker Scout." Then I remembered how the tribe back home had been curious about him. They'd never seen a Tank before and wondered why he was supposedly different. He looked and sounded the same as anyone else. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ His little brothers were excited by seeing older Scouts and the Equipment, the Transport, and everything aboard. His little sisters were captivated by Nati and Midnight, and by Tom and Patches. Then at Serena's request they stood in formation and went through their TCFB drills for them. Later Terrence was showing his family the Hunting Bow he had been given as a gift at the Spirit Lake Reservation. His brothers and sisters were sitting on his bunk watching a slide show of pictures from his time there. "Son, who is that young girl?" asked his birth mother, Mita. "Oh, umm that's Persimmon," he blushed. "She is in a lot of the pictures," pointed out Tonie his second mother. "She's pretty," pointed out his sisters. The final picture was of the two of them together as they kissed goodbye. He saw the look in his two mothers' eyes a moment before they stated, "We will have to stop at this Spirit Lake to visit once we have the other Transports repaired." "Son, you should call her," urged Mita. "Let her know to expect us." "Oh umm, yeah I'll do that," he promised. 'How am I going to tell her that they know about us, or explain to them that she won't be there?' "Come along everyone, your brother has duties to perform I'm sure," interrupted Tonie. "Sorry Ma'am," he apologized after they'd left. "Nonsense, they are your family. And they are as welcome to visit as are anyone else's," she leveled her eyes at Maleeza now. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ As they made their way back toward their own Transport Habitat the Tank family decided to stop and eat in the diner named Puma. Everyone was looking at the menus but stopped in dead silence when the waitress announced, "I'm Persimmon, and I'll be your waitress this evening." A look of delighted glee crossed Mita's face as she looked up to see the girl from the pictures. "Mommy, its Terrence's girlfriend," announced Dita his youngest sister. "You are Mita and Tonie," she sounded excited. And then began naming his brothers and sisters as well as his fathers. "He didn't tell me you were part of the convoy." "Oh we just joined up on Pluto," said his first father. "Lilly Pad wasn't damaged was she?" asked the girl showing real concern. "Only minor damages that have been repaired," assured Tonie. Then she looked around to where a group of scouts were entering the diner. She saw Terrence as he made a bee line for the waitress counter. Persimmon was working her way to Iridani aboard Puma as a waitress. It had been a pleasant surprise for Terrence when he found out she was here. After dinner Mita took hold of her hand, "Please come visit when you are finished working. We have much to talk about and getting to know you." Persimmon knew that Tanks were generally a very, closed society. She also knew that if one family accepted you that the others would too. And here she was being invited to their Habitat Transport. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ They were a day out from Omega Seven now and Serena, Mordina and Lorissa sat in the Commanders office going over the records. Here and there they would make a notation, recommend an award or scholarship. But most importantly they were making sure that their pay records were straight. While everything was provided during the mission, no one had mentioned the fact that at the end, each scout would be getting the equivalent in pay of a Transport Cadet. "Serena," she looked up to see Anya Marsh standing in the doorway. "Yes Anya?" "We just received word that special surprises are waiting at Command for us," grinned Anya. It was something that the four had come up with together right after the incident where they were diverted to Hellcion. A black spider with Emerald eyes, its eight legs resting atop a Phase Portal Cylinder imposed over a shooting star. At the ceremony on Omega Seven these would replace the insignia they'd begun with. The black spider on a shooting star flash of the Tracker Scouts. Then Marsh handed her a copy from both IGP and Tracker Command. The spiders for those who had performed best in the Command Duties would be Silver, for Drivers/Communications and Navigation it would be Gold, and squad leaders would be Red. There would be six Silver Spiders awarded. But most importantly, Command had arranged to have everyone's parents brought to Omega Seven for the ceremony. Though none of the parents or scouts knew about the spider insignia yet. "So what do you have them doing at the moment?" asked Serena. "The Command crew is up front, the rest are practicing their drills for the Ceremony," answered Marsh. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ One hour from the Portal. "IGP Command to Talon," came the call on the radio. "Command this is Talon, go ahead." "Traffic control is being handled by the Omega Precinct. You are to proceed to the Lot between IGP Command and the Intergalactic Bank," they were told. "Everyone will be waiting." "Aye Command," Mordina looked at Serena. "Dress uniforms with Vershang's." she said. "Marsh would you follow me?" she led the way to the back where the scouts were waiting. Everyone had chosen Vikki to represent them, so she stepped forward. "Commander/Chief Tracker Marsh. It has been a pleasure serving with you for this mission. On behalf of myself and my fellow Scouts we would like to present you with this gift to remember us by," she presented the Vershang that they had all chipped in to buy, and have delivered by special courier drone. But the drone had been sent to Reaper so she wouldn't find out ahead of time. She stood there holding it, looking at everyone's names engraved onto it, her tears streaming down her cheeks. "I," she choked up a bit, "thank you," and she was hugging each one. "Anya, we got you something too," added Lorissa as she presented her with a Dress uniform, complete with all her insignia and medals. They took turns getting ready, the final group finishing just after they shot the portal. The convoys were directed off to separate parking lots nearby, but the Transports were directed into the big lot between the bank and headquarters buildings. Talon was parked and placed on standby as the Scouts and Crew filed off going into formation. The other transport crews had formed up already in front of their transports. Talon was at the center in front of the raised parade stage. SC Grealing stepped up to the podium. "Welcome everyone and thank you for coming today to help honor these fine Tracker Scouts in completing their Mission. To help pass out the awards today we have a very special guest of honor. Everyone please welcome her Majesty, Mole Krill of the Delphi Quadrant." She was so elegant in her rainbow sparkled gown, the simple little tiara sitting atop her head. There was dead shocked silence as everyone waited on pins and needles to hear her first public speech. "Thank you all for coming here today," she beamed with joy as she looked out over the crowds. "I wish to personally thank these scouts who have given me hope as well as encouragement in taking this step out into the known universes. Thank you all." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Seeing Mole here was really special, I knew that Commander Marsh was constantly near tears at seeing her here. And then they began presenting the awards. As our names were called out we marched up to the platform and were given our new insignia and the awards. All the Queens were here, even Leeki of the Rixxian Quadrant. "Maleeza Pierce," I fought the urge to run, and had to slow my march as I ascended the steps. "For outstanding performance of command duties, you are awarded the new Command Scout rank," I was stunned to receive the same Silver spiders as Randi Darius and Vikki. "Also you are awarded the Star Explorer Medal". The silver three Star cluster of the medal was being awarded for our part in finding the two lost transports. Then the next two were called up and each time the crowd gasped at hearing the names. Tracker Scout Shasstine Midnight Demure, and Tracker Scout Natira Yorre were presented their awards by their mothers. Next the crew of Talon were given their awards, starting with the lowest rank and working their way up. The Command group was called up together. Then Commander Derrell made a special announcement. "While Chief Tracker Marsh was a pleasant addition to my crew, it is with both sadness that we are losing her, and joy that she is to take command of the Training Transport Claw. Commander Marsh, thank you." We were soon dismissed and we found ourselves being greeted by family and friends. My Momma's and Daddy and my sisters were all there with Randi's family. And then suddenly everyone fell silent as the crowd began to part around us. Then I realized there was a group of mixed guardians moving toward Commander Marsh who was next to us. "Momma, please come to my wedding," there were a lot of startled faces. "Mole, you can count on me being there," answered Marsh as she wrapped her arms around her, then reached for Commander Gnat. After a few more minutes Mole stepped over to Momma. "Ma'am, it appears that I will be able to attend school at least part time this next year," she hugged Momma. I guessed my new sisters Starlight and Tizzy were still trying to get a grip that our family was on a first name basis with a lot of Royalty. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The carnivals had been busy, it seemed like overnight they had all set up in their own areas, though they were side by side, only separated by parking lots. Pheasant's load had been mostly straight track, and they had plenty of extra to make up for its loss, as we began following the work crew foremen out to the building site. The way we were broken down into the sections we discovered was actually good. Thirty Kilometers outside the city we found a large expanse of land that seemed devoid of life. It reminded me of a few places back on Earth, places used for nuclear testing. "Ahh, the Dead Lands," stated Beauty. "This is where they gathered and destroyed all of their Nuclear Weapons almost five hundred years ago." "Is it safe? I mean what about Radiation?" I asked. I was concerned about not just driving our trucks into it, but people actually coming here to enjoy the Roller Coasters. "Missy, there is less radiation here than there is in Tim's wrist watch," she informed me. Then I saw the army of Drider's as they emerged from the canyons ready to begin work. Already much of the surveying had been completed. I could see where they had begun working on foundations. Our trailers had numbers and letters that matched with certain sections, and I saw a group of Drider's holding up my trailer's designation. I pulled out of line to follow them, everyone seemed to have a group to help coordinate where they were to drop their trailer. "Thank you Missy Wyoming," I was greeted. "How was your trip? I trust Beauty didn't have any problems." "Oh none at all. And we only lost one load but that was purely an accident, not because of the way it was loaded," I said surprised that not only knew who I was but Beauty's name as well. "Yes we heard, they are lucky they didn't lose both trucks." They visited as they helped Beauty and I to unhook. "Come back in five months for the grand opening," they all urged. The Earth Company's projected opening time had been one year from the date of delivery. I wondered why the Drider's felt they could have it completed in that short of a time, but I didn't want to seem as if I wasn't confident in their abilities. I soon joined Tim, Jill and BJ with Old Elk, Fox, Swallow and Otter as a shuttle was landing. Stepping out I saw the Pilot, Feline Demure, and a very anxious looking Tatty at her side. "I am here to coordinate with the Crew Chiefs for the Foundation Drops. Mistress Racine said that I should contact Mr Pierce and Yarrish to help coordinate with the other Engineers." "Feline, a pleasure to meet you, and young Tatty too," said Yarrish. Already the trucks were heading out in smaller groups, headed for different terminals to pick up loads and resume our regular routines. It was late afternoon when we finally joined my sister and her family. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I was walking toward one of the carnivals, Missy, Jill and BJ helping Sophie, Crystal, Jewel and I as we pushed the strollers with our youngest children. Corra riding Sheba was in between us. Our other youngsters anxious to start riding the rides. Suddenly a ride started up, people screaming in both terror and glee as the huge arms rose up and down as it began to spin wildly. "What is that one called?" asked Jewel. "I think they call that the Octopus," answered Jill. "Not here it isn't," giggled BJ. "Here it has been named the Crazy Goth." Sure enough the ride had been repainted and renamed. Even with people screaming there was still a huge line waiting for it. Then near the head of the line I was surprised to see a Royal party. The teenage queen, Mole Krill, the Demonian Princess Sabina, Natira Yorre, Shasstine Demure and Mildred 'Galarina' Regent. But the biggest surprise was the Draconian Princess, Keeli Volk. At school or during non-official outings she went by Clarita Volk. I'd first met her before she became the Draconian Princess though, as she stepped off a Juvenile Detention Transport. And her life truly was the stuff that fairy tales are made of. In their midst was the only Princess I hadn't met yet Zeeta the Royal Princess of the Rixxian Quadrant. Of course those with a fianc? clung to their arm. I told my younger children to have fun and stay with at least one of their older sisters, as we started toward the rides more appropriate for toddlers and infants. Suddenly there were five Rixxian guardians in front of us blocking our path. "Excuse me, I'm sorry if they frightened you," began Queen Leeki. "I told them only to ask if I might join you for a few minutes." "Of course your Highness," I said as we all performed a polite curtsey. "Such formalities are not necessary here. Please just call me Leeki, as one mother to other mothers," she smiled. "Of course Leeki, are you enjoying the Carnivals?" I asked. "I have never seen such frivolous entertainment before. But yes it is quite fun as well as exciting," she said. "But perhaps I should get to my personal business before I have to return home and tend to Royal business." "Of course, what were you wanting to discuss?" I asked. "When Zeeta was at your school for the Cheerleading Camp she met others there that became good friends. She has decided that she wishes to transfer there. Of course there has never been a Rixxian student at any of the other Academies, so if you accept her as a student, you understand a mothers concerns here?" "Absolutely," I answered. "But might I request at least one teacher to join my staff, and maybe a few other students as well?" "There are two teachers, well, very young and yet to be given an appointment to one of our own schools who would welcome the opportunity. But if I send other students it will be as an order from their Queen," she said. "Thank you," I said as she smiled and made a motion over her shoulder. Two very young Rixxian's stepped forward. "Deeti and Meeti just graduated from the University," she introduced them. "They have expressed a desire to teach for you. Also they know several young ladies who would like to attend your school but their parents are not the free spirited type." She saw someone behind us and I saw a large smile cover her face. "Ahh, my first human friend is here." I turned to see Pretty Lightfeather and her husband Ringneck who was carrying their daughter Julie on his shoulders. Pretty actually seemed happy to see her and they angled our direction. Then I noticed the young Rixxian Princess with them and that they were flanked by Rixxian Royal Guardians. After the initial hugs and welcomes Pretty asked openly, "Are you really going to let Zeeta go to Miss Malissa's school?" Reaching out gently she caressed both the Rixxian girl's cheek and Pretty's as she answered. "Yes, I would do anything for my Daughters, you know that." "But Ma'am, I am human," said Pretty. "Yes and when I intervened to set you free, you became an adopted daughter to me, Pretty Coor-Lightfeather." Actually hearing the last name for the first time I realized that there were two other Princesses from Rixxia that I had met. Zeeta's two older sisters, Leeda and Peeta Coor. Both on their fencing team, and both very much like the few male Rixxian's that I'd met. They enjoyed inflicting pain, it was apparent in their competition style. From the corner of my eye I watched as six year old Billy Wyoming stole a kiss from Tiffany who blushed and giggled, then took off chasing him to Caterpillar Whip where they scrambled aboard the same car. I didn't get a chance to ask why Commander Marsh had such a different first name than most Rixxian's. But I was sure I knew who to ask when I got home. It was hours later that I stepped aboard Arvee to hear hushed voices. Randi, Maleeza, Anna, Starlight and Lisa Shaye were there talking quietly about something and changed the subject instantly. "Hey, what's the big topic in here?" Asked Donnie. "Oh uhh, my Momma will be at Iridani when we get there," said Lisa. "Are you sure it isn't about the Howler/Goths on Pretense II?" Asked Sophie. Suddenly they all looked guilty and I knew that Sophie knew something I didn't. I glanced at Donnie and Erika and realized they didn't have a clue either. I decided to let it drop, and thankfully so did Sophie and Donnie, we were all so tired from the carnivals and we hadn't even made it through the other two yet. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I was just getting my first cup of coffee of the morning when Rachel informed me I had a message. Then she plopped it down in front of me. "What the?" began Maleeza seeing the official seal of the IGP Supreme Commander. Using my butter knife I opened it and perched my glasses on the tip of my nose as I unfolded the pages and began reading to myself. 'Miss Malissa Pierce,' 'Malissa's Academy for Exceptional Girls, Iridani Five.' 'We wish to inform you of the pending Students arrival from Pretense II. Dinessa Yorre, is Eleven years old. She has been home schooled up to this point, and is currently inbound to Iridani Five aboard the IGP Transport Wraith. Her tuition will be paid for by IGP Command. Also she is being accompanied by Mort, her Howler/Goth Bondmate. Unlike Goths and howlers, Mort is more akin to Phase Spider Queens in that he has achieved the gift of speech. This has not yet been made public information and Mort will most likely not speak in front of others who do not already know, or if he feels uncomfortable.' 'Please ensure that all students accompanied by a bonded Spider are aware of these facts and this request for privacy.' 'Supreme Commander Grealing' 'IGP' I looked up to see everyone waiting to hear what it said. "Anna, Randi and Maleeza, let's go to my room," I requested. Of course Donnie and Sophie followed us inside. "We are going to have a new student joining us this year from Pretense II," I began. "We already know Momma," admitted Anna. "And we know not to let it slip that Mort can talk." "Yeah plus she's going to be there in four days," added Randi. "Love, you should go ahead with the girls and Randi, I'm sure she will be less frightened if you're there to meet her," said Donnie. "I'll call Little Mack and have them offload Julie and the trucks," offered Sophie. "Yes and I think we need to include Starlight, don't you?" I asked Anna knowing that she would have shared it with her already. "Are you kidding Momma? She'll love the chance to play mommy before, umm, before we decide to have a little one of our own someday." I hadn't missed her hesitation or quick recovery, and neither did Sophie. But thankfully Donnie hadn't caught it. We were loading up Julie and the trucks when Duke pulled in beside us. "Malissa, we're heading straight through, would you like to piggy back with us?" asked Lisa and Shasta Shaye. They wanted to be there to greet Wraith as she was towed in to the Tomahawk. Plus Singer and Janna would already know about Mort. The others were going to stay another three days, but Donnie Erika, Daniel and Tizzy were going to stay a bit longer to help the other Roller Coaster Engineers if needed. Goat and Erika's Pony were going to be left for them. With our vehicles now loaded into Duke's nearly empty trailer we set out for home. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Iridani in the height of summer was beautiful, the colors so bright and vibrant. Duke dropped his rear ramp and we exited even before we were within two miles of the community. I rolled down Julie's window inhaling the scent of home, so pure, so free of pollution. We pulled off the freeway at the Diner and called Pam to check on Wraiths arrival time. We still had half a day, but before we finished eating Pam was there anxious to see her new niece and nephew. After a few minutes Maleeza and Randi excused themselves to go to the house. Anna and Starlight were looking nervous as Maleeza said, "Just tell her, Momma will understand." "Malissa, what's going on?" asked Pam. "Is someone in trouble?" "Only if they are trying to hide things from their Momma," I said. "Because if someone waits until they begin to show," "Momma I'm sorry. We didn't even know it was still possible, honest," Anna was almost in tears. I reached across the table and lifted her chin. "So you two are going to make me a Grandma already," I smiled. "Just wait till Momma finds out," I chuckled. I saw Pam's confused look. "Starlight is a Special girl, and they hadn't realized that it was possible for Anna to get pregnant," I explained. "Oh my god, I'm going to be a Great Aunt," gasped Pam. Then she looked at me seriously. "Girl you have got to enter into the 'Grandmothers' Beauty Pageant." "I most certainly will not," I said. "Besides, Missy has me beat. She has what four grandchildren now?" "Yes but you are the youngest," she pointed out. "We're getting off topic," I said. Then turned to Anna. "I want you to go see Dr Tsing and get a prenatal checkup. That will give us a better idea of what to expect and when to expect this one." "Momma are you disappointed in me?" she asked. "Tell me, did you know beforehand that Starlight was changing because she is a shifter, and not from taking hormones?" "No," she answered. "Starlight, did you know that it was possible?" I asked next. "No, everyone said that the process of transitioning would make me sterile," she answered honestly. "And were the two of you planning to start a family together at some point?" I saw Pam listening to me intently. "Yes, but we thought we'd have to adopt." "And do you want this child?" "Yes Momma," Anna was biting her bottom lip. "Yes we do," echoed Starlight. "No, I am not disappointed in you. And your Daddy and Momma Sophie will not be disappointed either. Unless of course we end up being the ones to raise your child." I hugged them both and kissed their cheeks. "Now run along and see Dr Tsing." "Malissa, you know what kind of reaction we'd have gotten from Mother?" asked Pam after they'd left. "I am not our mother," I said. "Neither am I," she smiled. I took out my cell phone and made the call first to Sophie.