Here’s another short story I’ll inflict on you all from the same chaotic family in my game. Last one, I promise. :D
Major Ursa Tarvos of the Novaxion Interstellar Probe Corps was on one of her last missions before retirement when the most amazing coincidence occurred.
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This was only a routine thing: Find a human, dazzle them with some sparkly lights, and then beam ‘em up for a light probing.
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In her years of trapping various humans, she noticed that some were easier to capture than others.
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Much, MUCH easier.
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However, before the predator could get away with her prey, Ursa noticed something…
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“I’d know that ship anywhere!” Ursa thought.
She would know. It used to be her own before her daughter stole it from her.
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Beaming down with her strangely fishy smelling prey, Ursa questioned the man.
Ursa (pointing up and speaking slowly): “I come from the planet Nova, and my name is Ursa Tarvos. Do you know of my daughter, Pandora Tarvos? I recognized the ship at that house as hers.”
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Danny (panicing): “Uhhh…no. I do not know of a Pandora anywhere. And even if I did, she never mentioned her mother. So you must have mistaken that spaceship for a different one.”
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Ursa: Ah, so you DO know her. She most likely did not mention me because we Novaxions usually kick our children from our dwelling place the moment they turn ten years of age.
Think of it like an eagle from your world here throwing their young from the nest. It encourages growth. And also hurt feelings.
So who are you to my daughter?
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Danny (realizing this is his mother-in-law): NOBODY. NOTHING. I am nothing to Pandora. In fact, uh, this isn’t even our house. And our kids aren’t even all that alien either. In fact, one of them even tried to chew one of my toes off today!
Ursa (realizing she has a fishman for a son-in-law): Children? You are her husband? YOU?
Danny (incoherently mutters something and runs away)
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Ursa (happy): I have grandchildren!
This was when I decided to add Ursa to the overloaded Mermalien household. She adds a great dynamic to the family and is one of my favorites :D
