My Trouble With Triceratons

My Trouble With Triceratons

DAY 1

One thing you can say I am is a believer. I've believed in things my whole life. You name it. Magic, mythical creatures, Ninja Turtles, and aliens. Lets focus on the aliens… I think it's stupid that we’re the only living things in the universe. There has got to be more. What do we know? We’re just one galaxy out of many in a universe. We can't even go that far into space! What do we know?

I know a little something… I know there's a Triceraton Republic… Is that something?

You don’t believe me, do you? Do I have to tell this story? I guess I do. Maybe that’s why I'm writing this in the first place? Well, let me start this from the beginning…

It was Friday night. Jason was at karate, Mom and Dad were out eating dinner and seeing a movie, and I was home alone.

I was lying on my bed attempting to draw my own Teen Titans character, while watching the daily movie they show every night on the Disney Channel when Raphael came through my door.

Yes people, I have an imaginary Raphael walking around my house… problem?

Raph sighed. “Arielle, are you going to do anything else tonight?”

I looked up at him. “After I fail to create a Teen Titans character I'm going on the computer to check the forum.”

He gave me a look. “I mean physically?”

I thought about it for a second. “You want me to dance to Cats?”

“You do that every day!”

“I’ll act out Lone Raph and Cub then.”

Raph folded his arms.

“This is my final offer. We can do Raphael Meets His Match Together.” I rolled my eyes. “I can be Mona Lisa and you can be yourself…”

“Can't we go out for a run? Why don’t I kill the spiders on those weights and I can help you with the forty pounders?”

I shook my head. “I don’t want to!” I fell onto my pillow, almost crushing my picture. “I'm tired!”

Raphael slapped his hand to his forehead. “You have to break a sweat sometime!” Just then he took my legs and dragged me off the bed and started to drag me out the door. As we passed through the doorframe I grabbed the sides and held on, refusing to leave.

“I don’t want to!”

That’s when he gave up on me. “That’s it. I'm going to get that run.” He dropped my legs. “You can stay here and…” He makes a hand movement. “Watch Disney movies…” Raph left me on the floor as he headed downstairs. “Can you at least try to do something physical while I'm gone?”

I got up and looked over the railing, watching him go under the balcony. “I told you I’ll dance to Cats!” All I heard was the sound of him growling and slamming the door.

Right then and there I was officially alone. I usually love being home alone, but not at night. Especially when my parents at a movie. I can't call them because of the whole cell phones off thing.

Inside I knew Raph was right. I do the same things almost every day. That’s why I decided to go lift some weights in the basement. Number one rule of the unwritten rules inside my head: Never go down into the basement after dark, when I'm home alone. Too creepy! Plus my imagination is wild. I'm always imagining that there's something bad down there. There could be a man who escaped prison ready to grab me and say he’d kill me if the police don’t stay out of his way! Or there could be a kidnapper! Or some maniac with Dad’s chainsaw! Or Chucky! I have imagined some Ninja Turtle villains out to get me as well… Triceratons more than others…

I knew none of that would happen, the chances are slim. No chances for a Ninja Turtle villain!

No chances? There are chances all right… But it's one to a million. My luck.

I guess I decided to face my fears that night. I don’t know why, maybe it was the Raphael inside me. All I know is that facing that fear wasn’t exactly a good idea, especially that night.

I started down the stairs into the darkness of the basement. I'm usually pretty paranoid at this point, seeing the entire room pitch black. But I sucked it in and turned on the light in the weight area. I turn on every light down there most of the time… Once again I decided to quit being a wimp and I went strait to the weights, ignoring my fear of the dark.

When I'm paranoid, the slightest sound would flood my mind with scary thoughts.

The paranoia started as I set the weight lifting machine to six pounds. I heard a slight shift in movement. I paused and stopped to listen to the faint sounds. After a few seconds I figured it was a pile of items moving some, about to fall over because there was something heavy on top. I sat on the seat and put my legs in position, ready to build up my leg muscles when I heard another faint noise. Like the shuffle sound of someone walking on a sandy sidewalk, only a small sound though. Once again I stopped and listened. At this point I would usually go over to where the noise is and check. Of course I just had to ‘face my fears.’

It was probably going to happen either way. If I checked it out it would have happened sooner.

Singing sometimes helps when I'm paranoid, so I started to sing Butterfly. I was only halfway into the first verse when suddenly I heard movement come from behind me, a split second afterwards I was grabbed by someone, or something. His hand was cuffed over my mouth, and the other arm wrapped around me to keep my arms down.

“Don’t move, and don’t speak” He said. His voice was very low, in a growling sort of way.

I was shaking. I never expected anything like this to happen in my life.

He started for the basement door with me in hand. Half of me wanted to know who this was, the other half thought looking at this guy in the face would be looking at death in the face. I decided to just go with it and if I see who my captor is then I will.

As soon as we were out the door, he threw me up into the arms of another big guy waiting at the top of the stairs. I caught a glimpse of the second one before he caught me and started running. All I could make out in the dark was that he was definitely not normal.

He held me in his arms as he ran across my backyard.

My eyes were tightly shut now, getting even more frightened then I was. “Help!” I tried yelling, but after the first call my mouth was covered again.

“Silence!” He growled at me.

He stopped at the fence and threw me over, into the arms of another one! This one started to run across the sod farm beyond the fence.

Either an army was playing hot potato with me, or a band of who knows what was working a little too hard to kidnap me.

I wasn’t passed to anyone else after that. This one just kept on running. I assumed the others were following.

I was curious on where he was taking me, so I opened one eye to see that we were running to an odd, yet strangely familiar ship. Closing my eye again, I tried to picture everything and everyone I know and love, just in case I never see them again. That was interrupted when I heard a banging sound with every step the kidnapper made. I figured he was going up the ramp I saw on the ship.

He stopped running.

I opened my eyes to see where we stopped, but before I could even take a second to look, he set me down on the floor. He didn’t even give me a chance to turn and look at who he was. He had his gun of some sort pressed against my back already.

“Walk, prisoner.”

I did as I was told. Now that the gun was out there was no way I could escape. I kept my eyes lowered to the ground as I walked, afraid there were others, probably staring at me.

I started to think about who these guys could be. They are huge, strong, muscular, abnormal, and drive a ship. The first thing that came to mind when I thought about this were Triceratons. Of course I knew they weren’t real. Could they?

It wasn’t the time to start daydreaming about a fantasy of actually being abducted by Triceratons. I was in deep trouble. I could just feel it.

I decided to look up a little, I was curious on who exactly kidnapped me. No one was in front of me, but my eyes grew wide when I saw the symbol on the door I was about to walk into.

It was the Triceraton Republic symbol. Could it really be? These guys are actually Triceratons? No… It can't be…

When those doors opened, my eyes grew wider when I saw what else was in front of me. A large chair, with a large tail coming out the back.

My jaw dropped at the sight of this. At this point I was more shocked than scared. The guy behind me with the gun had me stop walking, and he pulled away his gun. I still felt his presence behind me, probably making sure I didn’t run.

The chair turned.

I stood there dumbfounded as I stared at the one in the chair.

It was Commander Mozar. The commander of the Triceraton forces. The Triceraton I’ve quoted ever since the Turtles In Space episodes premiered! Nothing could explain how I felt being in the presence of him.

It was official. I was kidnapped by Triceratons. I've actually imagined something like this a few times… But I never expected it to, you know… Actually happen?

“Welcome.”

I practically passed out by just hearing him say one word. But I kept calm and just stared.

“My apologies for the way my men brought you here.” He said, in the way he talks with his deep breaths and snorts. “We were not certain you would cooperate with us.”

I was still speechless.

“Don’t be frightened, we will do you no harm.”

That was doubtful. Being the obsessive Raphael/Triceraton fan I am, I knew that when a Triceraton says he doesn’t wish to hurt you or he calls you his friend, usually means he hates your guts and wants to crush you into submission.

“We only wish to study you.”

I grabbed my stomach and finally spoke. “No one is looking at my guts!”

Mozar raised his brow at me. “I mean study your behavior.” He stood up and towered over me. “Every so often we come to this planet to study it’s people.”

All I could do is blink.

“Long ago we Triceratons abducted an earth child named Peter. In the past two Earth decades he has used his memories of us on an entertainment system.”

I grinned. “Very good entertainment it is.”

He ignored me. “We decided to come back and find someone who enjoys seeing us on that entertainment system. That someone would cooperate with us better than other humans.” He grinned some. “That’s where you come in.”

The little cartoon of myself inside of me was going wild with happiness. I felt like glomping Mozar… Of course if I did he would have probably thrown me out and found some other Triceraton fan.

“That’s enough information for now.” He looked at the Triceraton guarding me. “Put laser cuffs on her and take her where she wont get in the way.”

My eyes grew wide again. The thought of those laser cuffs was… Actually pretty cool. I have wondered about how they work for a while. I thought it could be a magnetic pull you could turn on and off… Crap, I sound like Donatello…

The Triceraton grabbed my shoulder and turned me around and had me walk out of the room.

I looked back at Mozar one last time as I left, before the door closed.

I was led to a chair to the side; next to it was another Triceraton, probably a guard. The Triceraton walking me pushed me into the seat and took out a device. He pressed a button and suddenly the laser cuffs appeared on my wrists. He pressed another button causing them to suddenly pull my wrists together.

“That should keep you out of trouble…” He said to me. He walked away leaving me there with the guard.

I took a minute or two just admiring the laser cuffs. Then I realized that I was maybe a little too interested in them so I stopped.

Suddenly, all of the Triceratons started to take off their helmets. An air conditioner noise was echoing around the ship.

At that point I remembered that oxygen is poisonous to Triceratons, and they breathe a mixture of nitrogen and sulfur. That’s why my breathing became hard. Very soon after I started to cough.

The guard rolled his eyes and took an atmosphere converter out of his pocket. Another Triceraton device I've always wanted to try! He put the tube in my mouth and put the small device it was connected to into my laser-cuffed hands.

I took deep breaths. I used to obsess over atmosphere converters. When The Big House premiered I walked around with a string in my mouth. Now that I had a real one I got the real feeling of what it's like. You get used to it.

You wouldn’t believe how long the trip was. I figured it would be long, but it seemed longer. Try sitting in a chair for hours on end, not aloud to do anything at all.

At one point in the trip I got so bored, I started to sing Butterfly softly to myself.

The guard heard me and pointed his gun at me. When I stopped he put his blaster back in position.

A few minutes later I started to just mouth the words. The guard noticed did the same as before.

A minute after that I started to hum the song. I guess the guard realized just pointing the blaster at me wasn’t going to work. So he ended up hitting me on the head with the blaster.

I immediately froze trying to not show the pain. But my mouth opened slightly I made a quiet, small high-pitched sound in the back of my throat, slowly forming into a raspy way of saying, “Ow…”

That was probably the most interesting part of the trip. I eventually fell asleep.

I'm not sure how long I slept. I woke up to the sound of Commander Mozar’s voice.

“Prisoner, we have arrived.”

I opened my eyes a little and looked up at him.

The next thing I knew, he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me out of the chair and had me start walking.

Mozar walked beside me as we left the ship.

I was actually in the Triceraton Home World. Once again, I was speechless.

“Come,” Mozar said. “The Prime Leader wishes to have a word with you.”

Another Triceraton I recognized! Not as cool as Commander Mozar, but I went with it.

On the way to the council room, I think I got overly happy. Whenever we passed a Triceraton I grinned. I wasn’t treated so nicely in the amount of time I was there so far, but for some reason I was just happy to be around Triceratons. The only weird part was that I came to the conclusion that I was the shortest person there. Everyone was towering over me! I'm short enough on Earth!

Once we arrived at the council room, Mozar opened the door and pushed me in. He went in too, and he stood near the door, waiting for them to be done with me. He didn’t turn off my laser cuffs… He was probably being cautious or something. The short Earth girl can attack the Prime Leader and force the entire Triceraton Republic to bow down before her! Yeah right.

The feeling is so cool to be in front of the council. If you don’t mind a whole table of important people staring at you, and you like being the center of attention, you’d love it!

As I approached the light where I was supposed to stand in, I sang quietly to myself, “When the spotlight lands on you…”

By that time I have gotten used to every Triceraton in the room staring at me… I learned that it was kind of fun!

The Prime Leader Zanramon smiled at me. “Welcome my dear.”

I waved with one of my hands, but it didn’t exactly work right with the laser cuffs still on, plus I was still holding the atmosphere converter. You try putting that thing on your belt with your wrists together!

Realizing I looked weird trying to wave, I just smiled back at him and said, “Hola!”

He blinked at me.

I blinked at myself… Maybe Spanish wasn’t the best way to talk in front of these guys. So far I had made a fool of myself in front of the Prime Leader and his council. So I just stood there hoping they’d just forget.

“How was your trip here?” He asked.

“They didn’t have any trail mix, no in-flight movie, and plus I wasn’t allowed to sing!” I grinned, knowing that was another stupid answer, but it was the truth.

He cleared his throat. “Did anyone explain why you are here?”

I pointed at Mozar. “He said you guys wanted to study my guts or something.”

Mozar growled at me from where he was standing. “I told you, we want to study your behavior!”

“Guts, behavior, same thing.”

The Prime Leader raised his brow at me, looking at me strangely. “You are quite an odd human, aren't you?”

“I'm not any ordinary human! I'm a… Fangirl…” I nodded to myself; liking the answer I had given him.

“Well then, I'm sure you will be an interesting specimen. This is what we will be doing. You are to live among us. We will be studying you from a distance—”

“Why do you want to study me?” I interrupted.

“We are just curious on how humans act. Maybe even know some information about Earth.” He smiled. “We may even become allies with your planet…”

I grinned. Triceratons becoming allies with Earth would be the best thing ever! Plus it would get rid of that stupid theory that there are no aliens out there.

The Prime Leader leans back in his chair and grins to himself, seeing me grin probably sent the message to him that I would be easy to trick. “You will be living in my palace and you will be eating with me at meals. We can consider you… Family.”

Not only was I going to be living on the Triceraton Home World, I was going to be living in Prime Leader Zanramon’s palace!

I was grinning from ear to ear. This was going to be fun! “You guys don’t have school or anything do you?”

The Prime Leader looked at me funny again. “School?”

“Education?”

He scoffed. “We Triceratons learn from experience and from what we hear. Its a waste of life sitting around pretending to learn from someone who says they’re smarter than you!”

That was the best thing I have ever heard an adult say. “Prime Leader dude…” I gave him two thumbs up with my still laser-cuffed hands. “You rock!”

The Prime Leader chuckled. “I assume that’s a good thing.”

I grinned and nodded.

I really don’t remember what he started to say at that point… Something about rules? I don’t know. I wasn’t paying attention. I was looking at Mozar, telling myself that Raph was going to kill me when I get home.

“Are you listening to me?” The Prime Leader asked.

That part I heard. I looked back at him and said, “Whaaat?” in an annoying little kid voice I use with my friends.

He rubbed his head in some frustration. “Must I repeat myself?”

“Maybe you shouldn’t… Or else I might start looking at Mozar again.

I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw the look Mozar gave me after I said that.

“I’ll have to take note that you have a short attention span…” He sighed. “You are not allowed to go around the Triceraton Home World alone.”

I decided to listen to him this time, to avoid getting into more trouble.

“You must always be accompanied by either Mozar, Me, or a guard assigned to you. You can be alone in your room, and maybe, just maybe I can let you walk around my palace alone. But that’s it.”

Understandable rules…

“And by the way, Commander Mozar is in charge of you.”

“Oh how the mighty have fallen…” I smirked at Mozar, then back at Zanramon.

Mozar growled at me.

“If you don’t follow the rules I set for you, he decides your punishment. No limits.”

Mozar’s growl turned into an evil chuckle to himself… I heard it.

I have read somewhere that you should never get on Mozar’s bad side. The difficult part is, all of his sides are bad… Good luck to me!

The Prime Leader looked over at Mozar. “The laser cuffs, Commander Mozar.”

Mozar took out his key card and pressed a button, which caused the laser cuffs on my wrists to come apart and disappear.

I shook my hands out for a few seconds. You try having your wrists together for hours on end…

“You now have full rights as a member of the Triceraton Republic.” He smiled at me as he stood up out of his chair.

“Thanks!” I grinned and punched my fist in the air, trying my best to say this low and growlish like a Triceraton would. “Long live the Republic!”

The Prime Leader chuckled and shook his head. “You are quite odd, young fangirl.” He walked over and started to lead me out. “Come, I’ll show you where you will be staying.”

As I left with the Prime Leader, I decided to scare Mozar again by putting a thumbs up in his face, and making a cheesy grin.

Once again I just had to laugh at Mozar’s expression.

The Prime Leader led me down the hallway, heading to a transport ship so we could get to his palace. Mozar followed close behind.

“So what do you know so far about the Triceraton Republic?” He asked me. “I heard you like watching what that Peter human put on that entertainment system.”

I giggled a little. “That entertainment system is called a TV. I know how your prisons work, I know most of your forms of transportation, and I know that most Triceratons have a mark on one of their eyes… Is that to determine where they work or something?”

“That’s the basic idea.” He nodded.

“I know you guys absolutely hate the federation scum, and you guys are obsessed with victory.”

Mozar nodded too.

“That’s all I can think of off the top of my head.”

Nothing much happened on the rest of the way to the palace. It only took a few minutes. The only thing I remember talking about was if he recommends trying some of Razam’s Yum Stuff. Wasn’t a very interesting conversation though.

When we got to the palace, I couldn’t believe in what I saw. It was HUGE! Located right in the center of the republic. I eventually looked high enough to see the top.

The Prime Leader led me inside. The Triceraton symbol was everywhere. I remember I saw a really cool painting of some sort of the Prime Leader somewhere. We took an elevator to go up five or six floors.

While on the elevator I started to hum the old Ninja Turtles theme song. But after the first chorus I stopped, because at the corner of my eye I saw Zanramon giving me a weird look again.

They led me down a hallway. There was a huge window on one wall from the ceiling to the floor that overlooked the city. It was an awesome view! I grinned at the thought that I was actually there.

“This is your room.” The Prime Leader said as he opened one of the doors in the hallway.

The doors had the Triceraton symbol, like they all did. But still, having the symbol on my door made me already like the room! But when I walked in I loved it even more! I got a big bed (it was made for a Triceraton, enough said) with the Triceraton symbol over it; there was a long dresser on one wall, a closet, and my own bathroom.

I squealed and ran in. I shouted “BED!” as I flung myself onto the bed.

The Prime Leader chuckled a little. “I'm glad to see you like it.”

“I love it!”

“That’s good to know. Now I hate to leave you, my dear but I have some matters to attend to.”

“Ok Prime Leader dude!” I continued to lie on the bed and stare at the ceiling as I waved goodbye to him.

“You remember the rules right?”

“If I go anywhere alone, Mozar will kill me. Got it!”

Mozar shrugged as the Prime Leader started to walk out of the room and said, “Close enough…”

When they left I heard Zanramon say outside the room, “Excellent choice, Commander Mozar. She’s perfect.”

I took it as a compliment.

I got off the bed and opened one of the drawers. It had a small Triceraton outfit inside. I took it out and realized it was just like the Prime Leader’s outfit but instead of the colors being tan, brown, yellow, and black, it was mostly black, except the part that should of been brown was dark red, and the Triceraton symbol on it had the same colors Mozar’s Triceraton symbol has. I figured it was for me, since it was a much smaller size than other Triceraton clothes.

“Awesomeness!”

I put it on, just so I could fit in a little better with the Triceratons. It was still pretty big on me. The sleeves and shirt were really long, and the pants were baggy. But I was fine with it. I like big clothes!

After I got dressed I threw my Earth clothes in a drawer. That’s when I decided to have a little fun! I started to jump on the bed. After five minutes of singing Mean Green Mother From Outer Space loudly, I folded my legs in the air and landed in Indian style on the bed.

“I'm bored!” I said to myself in my little kid voice.

I looked around the room, wondering if there was anything to do. Then I realized that I should get out and walk around. There was an intercom on the wall by the door, so I jumped off the bed and walked over to it.

I pressed the button and it made a beeping noise. I stood there wondering if I had to say something or I had to wait for someone to answer.

A low, growl-like voice was heard out of the little speaker saying, “Yes?”

“Can I leave the room or something?” There was no answer.

After a second I heard him say, “You press and hold down the button to speak.”

“Oh!” I pressed the button. “Can I leave the room?”

“A guard will be sent up in a trigon.”

“Thankyou!” I went back to by bed, sat down, and started to sing Suddenly Seymour softly to myself. I was halfway through the song when my door opened and a Triceraton guard was standing in the doorway. I quickly stood up.

He didn’t say anything. He looked annoyed or something.

“Um… Hi?”

“Lets get this over with…” He said.

I blinked at him. “If you insist.” I walked to the door and he stepped aside so I could get out. I started to walk down the hallway we came from before when I realized that the Triceraton wasn’t with me. I turned around and saw he was behind me. “Aren’t you coming?”

“You will walk ahead.”

“What? Afraid to be seen with me?”

He got annoyed at me so he turned me around and pushed me. “Walk!”

“Fine!” I walked, and I heard his footsteps a few feet behind me. “Where do you want to go?” I asked, keeping my back to him.

His voice behind me said, “I'm just following you. No one said I had to give my opinion.”

“I'm letting you give me your opinion.”

He growled. “No one said I had to talk to you either!”

I rolled my eyes and continued to walk. “Can I at least know your name?”

“It's Zuraxe.”

“I'm Arielle.”

He didn’t reply.

“And you don’t care…”

Obviously this guy didn’t want to talk to me… So I decided to annoy him by talking to him!

“I think I wanna go walk around the home world… Tomorrow I can go to the arena! Unless walking around gets boring and we have time to go to the arena today!” I thought of something real annoying to say. “Do you like cheese? Ok so maybe there isn't cheese on the Triceraton Home World… But there's this food on Earth called cheese. It's really good! There’s lots of kinds too! There is cheddar, mozzarella, Swiss- but I don’t like Swiss cheese… It has holes though! Holes are fun. I have a friend who’s Swiss. Her name is Coral! But I like to call her Sango. She’s like my sister! And my role model. She draws amazing pictures! She’s hilarious too! I think she’s pretty. She’s pale! I think she’s albino. Her friend Dawn thinks so too! I don’t know Dawn but if I ever meet her I'm sure I’ll like her… Hey what do you know? The conversation went from cheese to Dawn! Well, actually this isn't a conversation because SOMEONE ain't talking.” I turned my head around to see if he was annoyed at all… He was. I couldn’t help but laugh.

I was quiet the rest of the walk. We headed down to the market. Practically everyone was staring at me! A figured it was either because I was alien to their planet or I am a humanoid like the Federation slime is. Of course I was wearing an outfit similar to the Prime Leader’s so everyone was nice… For their own good. Muaha.

They had some interesting stuff there! Of course I couldn’t buy any of it because no one gave me any… I think the Triceratonese word for dollar is bleck (watch The Arena… I learned lots of Triceratonese from listening to Raz and Zed in that episode). They didn’t give me any blecks. And you think the Prime Leader is rich enough to have given me some! Anyway…

Eventually Zuraxe decided to walk slightly closer. He was still behind me though. There wasn’t much to do since I didn’t have any money… So I made it fun.

I stopped, looked back at him and grinned.

Zuraxe raised his brow at me as I started to do the dance to the Cats song, Macavity.

I pretty much did the whole first verse in the middle of the street. Alot of aliens stopped and stared. But of course, I didnt care. I started the dance in second verse with my arms in the air. They were about to come down to go into the next step but Zuraxe grabbed both my wrists easilly with one hand and pulled me up a few inches off the ground to get me to stop dancing. I grinned innocently as he glared at me.

"Stop this human ritual immediately or I will personally crush you into submission."

I blinked. "Its not a ritual, stupido."

He rolled his eyes, set me on the ground again, and let go of my wrists. "Whatever you're doing, stop."

"What? You don't like my dancing?" I said as I did a little worm movement with my arms.

He glared at me some more.

"Am I embarrassing you? Chicken? No, not chicken. Chicken-asaurus!" I sang the new word in the highest note I could belt, "Chicken-asaurus!!!"

"Thats enough."

I moonwalked passed him, "Chiiikeeenaaasaauuruuus!"

His eyes narrowed.

I started to do the M.C. Hammer move where he spreads his legs appart and goes back and fourth. "Chicken, asaurus. Chicken, asau-AH!" I was cut off when Zuraxe grabbed the back of my shirt.

He started dragging me back to the palace. "We're going back."

"Can we see Mozar?"

Zuraxe stopped to think for a second. He grinned and started to head for a transport platform. "Im sure he'd love to hear about what you did today."

I grinned as well. "Do you think he'd find the Chicken-asaurus thing funny?"

His grin dissapeared and he rolled his eyes at me again.

"Ohh, so we're back to the whole not talking thing? Fine!" I pouted. "Chicken-asaurus."

I recieved a hard hit over my head by Zuraxe's blaster.

"OW!" I yelled. I rubbed my head. "Ok! I'll shut up!"

So Zuraxe brought me to Mozar. He dragged me by the shirt all the way there.

The doors slid open and he pushed me foward. He saluted. "Commander Mozar! I have brought the Earth girl here. She was causing me trouble in the market today."

Mozar turned from what he was doing with a Triceraton at a computer and raised one of his brows at us. "What did she do?"

"She is not showing any respect to us Triceratons."

"Not true!" I objected.

He nudged me some and went on. "She was acting like a complete fool in the market, insulting me with some sort of Earth insult!"

I scoffed. "Tattle tale!"

Zuraxe hit me over the head with his blaster again.

"OW!" I pouted at Mozar and pointed at Zuraxe. "He keeps doing that!" I glared at him. "Stupid!"

He growled and looked down at me, returning the glare. "Slagbrain!"

"Gackface!"

"Veggie-eater!"

"Hornhead!"

"Tailless!"

I gasped. "Take that back!"

"Make me! Tailless, short, no horns, high pitched-"

"Shut up! You... You... Not... human person!"

Mozar yelled at us, "SILENCE!"

We automatically quit yelling at each other.

"You two are acting like hatchlings!" He glanced at me. "Being a young Earth girl, I understand." He looked at Zuraxe. "I would expect a more mature way of handling your fights, soldier."

Zuraxe looked to the floor with embarrassment. "Please forgive my immature behavior."

I glared at him. "You should be sorry!"

He was about to hit me with the blaster again but Mozar shot me a look. Zuraxe noticed and lowered his gun.

I sighed. "Sorry Mozy..."

Zuraxe and everyone who was listening just then either cocked a brow, looked at me like I was nuts, or snickered at how their commander was just given a cute nickname.

Mozar looked the most disturbed at the name. "Mozy?"

I nodded. "Yep! Its an Earth thing. You shorten a name and add a 'y!' It makes it sound cuter!"

A few more chuckles and snickers came from random Triceratons in the room.

"You are trying to make me sound cute?!"

I nodded again.

He growled under his breath for a second, then narrowed his eyes at me. "Its Mozar."

"Ok Mo."

"Zar."

"Zar?"

"Mo!"

"You like Mo?"

"MOZAR!!!"

I quickly saluted to him, I saluted too fast and ended up hitting myself on the forehead. "Yes sir!" I felt the pain from when I hit my head. "Oww..."

Zuraxe finally managed to find this amusing and a smile was twiching to appear on his face.

Mozar rubbed his temple like he had a headache and turned back to the Triceraton he was working with before we walked in.

"You know, Mozar..." I started saying. "I like it when you're angry."

The Triceraton he was working with slowly turned away from his computer, giving me a look one of the popular people at school would usually give me.

"Can I glomp you?"

He kept his back turned to me and sighed. "Whats a glomp?"

I grinned, stepped back a few feet, and glomped him, forcing him to lose his balance and fall foward.

They thought I attacked him! Before I knew it I was back on a transport ship with laser cuffs, being brought back to the Prime Leader.

"It was a GLOMP! Its a greeting me and my friends use all the time!"

Mozar rolled his eyes. "Tell that to my new bruises."

I started to pout.

He took me to the throne room. The Prime Leader was sitting on the throne, just sort of hanging out when we came in. He sat up when he saw us walking down the main aisle that led to his platform. He didn't seem suprised to see me in laser cuffs again.

"What happened?" He asked. His tone sounded like he was expecting me to get in trouble on my first day there.

Mozar saluted. "Prime Leader, she attacked me today."

He raised his brow. "Attacked?"

"Yes." Mozar nodded. "When I turned my back she charged at me and tackled me to the ground."

"It was a GLOMP!" I complained.

There was an awkward silence.

The Prime Leader spoke up. "You mean someone this small attacked you, and managed to knock you onto the ground?"

I waved my arms rapidly, or at least as much as I could with those laser cuffs on, with my long sleeves flapping around. "Who are you calling small??!!"

Mozar stepped back, realizing the odds. "I... I was caught off gaurd!"

I continued to wave my arms around. "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SMALL??!!"

Zanramon quickly looked over at me. "You." He looked back to Mozar.

"OH YEAH??!! WELL I'D BE TALL TOO IN HEALS!!!"

Wrong thing to quote... The Prime Leader and Mozar stopped their conversation and looked at me weird again... I got that alot that day...

Zanramon cleared his throat. "Um... Mozar, didn't I say you're in charge of her? As in if she causes trouble, you determine how to punish her?"

Mozar nodded. "Yes, but she keeps claiming that it wasn't an attack. So I thought I'd bring her to you to decide if we should consider it an attack or not."

I started to hop up and down. "Do I LOOK like the kind of person who would attack someone twice, maybe three times my size? C'mon man!"

The Prime Leader studied me for a second. "You say a glomp is a greeting?"

I nodded.

A few more seconds passed as he thought it over. Then he finally looked over at Mozar. "She will be allowed to glomp. If its an Earth greeting, perhaps she can use it for a little... Cultural diversion."

"Thats a social studies word." I grinned.

Mozar hesitated, then he finally saluted in agreement. "Yes, Prime Leader." He took out a small, hand held device and pressed a button, causing my cuffs to fall off.

"Thankyou!" I turned to walk out of the room when the Prime Leader cleared his throat. I turned back to him. "Yeah?"

"I would like to see what a glomp is."

Mozar stepped foward to object. "Prime Leader I dont think-"

"Silence!" Zanramon commanded. He looked over at me again. "Go ahead. Glomp me."

"If you... Say so..." I stepped back a few feet, my eyes locked on the Prime Leader. When I was far back enough, I glanced over at Mozar, who was glaring at me. I sighed and looked back at Zanramon, who was standing a several feet in front of me, waiting for somthing he believed wasn't all that bad... The poor Triceraton had NO idea what he was asking for. I took one more step back.

He folded his arms. "Im waiting..."

I shook my head and couldnt help but smirk. I charged at him and literally pounced on the guy, knocking him right onto his back. He let out a cry of surprise as I did so. I landed on top of him, laughing hysterically.

Mozar took a step towards us, wondering if the Prime Leader wanted him to sieze me or not.

The Prime Leader just lay there, staring at me, and his yellow eyes wide. "Wow."

"Mozy warned you it was sort of like an attacking hug," I said as I wiped a tear from my eye from laughing so hard.

Mozar picked me up and set me on the ground next to him. "Prime Leader? Are you alright?"

Zanramon sat up and held his head with one of his hands.

Commander Mozar blinked. "Prime Leader?"

He took one more second, then he broke out laughing. "That was great! Do you humans hurt yourselves doing that?"

I grined big, seeing that the Prime Leader actually liked it. "Yeah we do actually... Thats what makes it so great!" I started to laugh with him as I held out a hand to help him up.

Mozar blinked as his great leader and and I laughed together over the most violent greeting he had ever seen.

The Prime Leader and I stopped laughing after a few more seconds. He looked up at Mozar. "Commander Mozar, is the gaurd she was with earliar still available?"

"Um... No. I told him he was done with her for today."

"Ok then." He looked at me. "Mozar will be your escort for the rest of the day.

His eyes went wide.

I nodded. "Ok!" I started to run out of the room. "C'mon Mozy!" I did a round-off on my way to the door. "Glomping spree!!!"

"Oh no..." Mozar said as he started to chase after me.

I ran out of the room and saw two Triceraton gaurds, talking on the job. I grinned and charged at one of them. The one I was charging at caught a glimpse of me at the last second before I glomped him right to the ground. His friend stepped back some to get away from us as the triceraton laid there on the ground groaning and me laughing almost insanely on his back.

Mozar came running up to us. "Are you alright?" He asked the gaurd I glomped.

"What the slag is on my back?" The gaurd asked, in shock from the sudden attack.

"That human girl we abducted..."

I jumped off of the gaurd's back and quickly went to glomp the second one. Of course this one was well aware of my glomping spree now so he stood his ground, and I ended up running into him hard. I fell onto my back after smashing into him and put my hand to my head as I groaned. "Geez man, why did you have to put your gaurd up?" I started getting up. "Its no fun glomping people unless they have their gaurd down!" I glared up at him. "And its impossible to glomp someone twice your size when they have their gaurd up... Keep this in mind for future glomp usage, soldier!" I saluted and ran off to find more triceratons to glomp.

Mozar and the gaurd that a smashed into helped the first gaurd up onto his feet. They all blinked as they watched this teenage human girl run off to glomp half of the triceraton republic.

Mozar looked at the gaurds. "I am sorry about that, and whatever she may do to your fellow triceratons..." He ran after me, leaving the two gaurds confused.

The rest of the day was my glomping spree. I'm serious, I think I glomped most of the Triceratons on the Triceraton Home World that day. I even ended up on the Triceraton news! I glomped the person reporting the news as well. Man, what a good day. I was lucky the Prime Leader allowed me to glomp people or else I would have gotten in SO much trouble.

I got back to my room pretty late. I was really tired. I talked to myself about my day for a while, and I sang What Is This Feeling from Wicked. Eventually I fell asleep.

So that was my first day with the Triceratons on the Triceraton Home World. You think that was crazy? Just wait until I tell you about the rest of my trip. I guess I'll go on and tell you guys. But its too long of a story to tell all of it now. I'll do a day-by-day thing for you all.

Believe me, people... It gets crazier.