This choice: Meitty trades on school for another. Buttercombe Academy, what's that? • Go Back...Chapter #4Interstellar Transfer Student by: wowee   Down, down, the green girl’s ship fell, careening with a white hot speed and right for…
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“But mooooommmmm!” One, Katrina Cardassian moaned. The only child of one of the wealthiest families on Earth then proceeded to kick the panda leather back seat of the family sports car. “I hate school! Please please, please! Just let me drop out!”
“You shut your little whore mouth!” scolded her mother making the effort to finally turn around and stare daggers into her daughters face. “You’ve mooched off the both of us for far too long, and you’re father and I-“
“Dadddyyyy! Tell mom she’s crazy.” Katrina unrelentingly moaned.
“Honey...” began the family patriarch.
“Don’t say a single word Gerald or you can say goodbye to even thinking about se-”
“Fine, if you don’t I’ll just have to tell everyone at school about all the money laundering you two do.” Said a self-satisfied Katrina, crossing her arms and construing her face into her patented full on pout, the look of shock on her mother’s face was proof that she’d finally put a dent into her mother’s frigid façade. “Yeah, I know. I’m not, like, stupid.”
“…You don’t have the balls.” Grunted Kristine Cardassian, fists clenched for emphasis before launching into a tirade of screeching matches with her daughter.
Gerald Cardassian sighed. He never asked for this. He wished he was off on a “business trip” with his other billionaire embezzler buddies, hunting some sort of rare breed of animal in the Serengeti to extinction, before finding some native women and…
Suddenly there was an awfully bright ball of light in his eyes, he reached for his $300 pair of custom sunglasses but wait…The sun was behind them and if that was the case then…then…Whatever it was…it was hurtling towards them at an alarmingly fast rate, in fact it would…
“Oh thank god.” Gerald said, the last words uttered by anyone in the Cardassian bloodline.
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Meitty gave a few heavy coughs after the explosive impact. Her airbags had inflated correctly, but other than that it looks like most of her father’s SUV she was driving was totaled. Meitty was glad she’d survived the crash, but knew she was as good as dead as soon as her father saw what she’d done. She grimaced as she dusted a bit of soot off of her tattered clothes and stepped onto Earth taking a few moments to adjust herself to her surroundings.
She looked about her…Trees as far as her eyes could see, and even worse no antenna attuned technology as far as her own feelers could detect…Other than her one big BOOM when she landed here, the wreckage of her car was instant, smokeless, and…whatever it had hit had been vaporized to dust instantly some sort of metallic thing, or whatever. She wondered what dreary planet she’d unfortunately found herself on here in the boonies of the 'Milky Way'. She hoped it wasn’t Moltor, with its infinite volcanoes, sure it had natural hot-springs but right now her hair and complexion would not be able to deal with that kind of humidity right now. Hopefully it was Dokar, or at least nearby, she’d never been, but given the tall green hunks she’d seen transfer in from the planet…being stranded for a few days alone wouldn’t be so bad…
She begrudgingly took a few steps up and over a nearby hillside, finding the gravity and air here not entirely unpleasant. Whence she crested the hillside she saw a small city’s worth of buildings in a variety of sizes, from a distance she could even glimpse the outlines of some sort of lifeforms…. Wait a minute the way these buildings were laid out, oh no…no, no, no, no, NO! Ugh, this would be so Meitty’s luck right now, that in all infinitesimal planets in the whole fricken’ faithin’ universe she’d transferred from her own academy and crashed right outside another in one single trip.
Well, at least it would be over soon. Sure, she’d have to dial up Daddy, and then there would be shouting, and he’d have the “I told you so” tone in his voice, but at least she’d be off this rundown rock quickly.
Just make her way down the hill and…   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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