"Oooh! Oooh! Oooooooh!" Melickielickie was currently
discovering every object in Dean of Admissions office.
To her surprise, some of the objects in her office
actually tasted *good*. Currently, she was picking at
the bottom of the Dean's desk where she had found
ancient pieces of bubblegum. "Ewwie! Free candy!" She
whispered, showing her a sticky, blue paw. "Want some?
The Metrobig City School of Medicine was the most
accredited medical college on the planet. Others claimed
that, for the very low price of four-hundred forks, one
could be presented with an ‘authentic' diploma of
completion. Sierra Rodney had seen a ridiculous amount
of phony scams over the HoloNet that she was sure were
gaining attention in the Squib community. As much as she
wished she could go around shutting down every one of
these scams, she simply didn't have enough time. She was
more invested in Ewwiekewwieikkie's future, which had
become something of a concern to her. She needed to
worry about *all* the children in their nest, not just
the ones who were under age. She was seated across from
Dean Malogaan, who's first name was beyond Sierra's
knowledge of the Squib language. There were letters with
strange markings over, under, and beside them on the
female Squib's plaque. She caught Melickielickie eating
old gum. "Melickielickie, no! That's not...ugh...don't
Dean Malogaan chuckled softly. She reached into the
top drawer in her desk. From it, she drew two Auntie
Mae's Bombad Blow Pops. The wrapper claimed that the gum
at the center of the blow pop would taste good forever.
By the fact that so many Squibs had left behind
tasteless gum, that was false advertisement. "Eat these
instead," she said, unwrapping the candy before giving
it to the girls. Clearly she knew what she was up again.
"As I was saying, milady, our nursing program offers
students hands on training that Squibs can't receive
anywhere else. Our facility is designed especially for
Squibs." Sierra wondered what that meant. Was everything
covered in bubble wrap?
Ewwiekewwieikkie had been bouncing off the walls
since the news had come that she was returning to Skor
II. She was interested in attending school, but only if
they would prove to her that the work would result in
profit. There were so many shiny things within the
Dean's office that she did not know where to look.
*Everything* was capturing her imagination. "What you do
for all these things?" she asked, as she brought her paw
up to her chin and began to scratch. It was overwhelming
for her to be around her people and all these trinkets
at the same time. "Ooh. Candy," she said, just as
suddenly, as she took her blow pop and began to suck on
it. "Om nom nom," she murmured, as she sucked upon it,
as if she was attempting to devour it instantly. "You
give me five ... no six hundred more ... I come here,"
she said, mumbling, while sucking on the pop
Ewwiekewwieikkie's words made Sierra think about the
large, vinyl welcome bags she had seen inside the Dean's
office ... they were filled with blow pops! It seemed
that the school was prepared to do what needed to be
done in order to secure a new student. She took a deep
breath. Melickielickie crawled into her mother's lap.
The small Squib sucked on her blow pop loudly. She was
making a mess of her dress.
Dean Malogaan wore a charming smile on her face. She
was patient beyond that of any Squib Sierra had ever
seen. "I work here. I *love* working at the Metrobig
City School of Medicine. Long, long ago, I came to this
school wanting to be a nurse too." She informed
Ewwiekewwieikkie. Her smile seemed to grow a little
wider. "Let me show you what they gave me when I
graduated." Behind her desk, the Dean unlocked a
cabinet. From it, she withdrew a large golden spoon
which was roughly the size of the entire length of
Sierra's arms. Etched into its handle were the words
Malogaan spoke to them. "This is the Big Spoon of
Absolute Intelligence. Every student who completes a
degree here is given one of these."
Sierra cut in. Malogaan had suckers and a gigantic
spoon. Ewwiekewwieikkie would be sold...but she wasn't.
"We came hoping to tour your facility before making a
Ewwiekewwieikkie's eyes went so wide when she saw the
spoon that her eyeballs were in danger of rolling out of
her sockets. "Holy moley! That's the biggest spoon I
ever saw!" she exclaimed, a trail of drool escaped the
corner of her snout and rolled down her face. "I *want*
it. I *need it*," she told Sierra, as she turned to her,
grabbing hold of her arm and nearly clawing it in the
process. "Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!
Gimme!" she pleaded with her adoptive mother, as if it
were a life or death situation. She had never wanted
anything as bad as she wanted the Big Spoon of Absolute
That was it. Sierra had officially lost
Ewwiekewwieikkie. She was able to wrap an arm around
Melickielickie to stop the small Squib from darting
towards the spoon, but Ewwiekewwieikkie was another
story. If Sierra didn't have to collect her eyes from
the floor, it'd be a shock. "Ughhh!" Ewwiekewwieikkie
grabbed her arm with the strength of a rancor. She had
no idea how her little body had so much strength. It was
admirable. Sierra turned her attention away from the
Dean as she struggled with both children. "You have to
work for it, sweetie. If you go to college here and
become a nurse, you'll get a spoon of your own. Look?
Dean Malogaan's even says her name on it. Yours will
have your name on it too. That way, no one can ever take
it." Sierra was going to need a vacation after this...
The Dean had done her gimmick and it worked. She
began grabbing brochures for Sierra along with
additional suckers for the girls. "Yes, yes. I wouldn't
let you leave without a proper tour." The spoon was
placed beyond the locked drawer again. The middle aged
female Squib rose. She began leading the trio out of the
room. Sierra latched both of her hands into her girls.
If she released them, she'd never get them back.
Metrobig was a city full of beautiful shinies after all.
As the Dean began leading them through the massive
college, Sierra looked into the windows of the
classrooms they walked by. She saw that everything
inside of the classroom was made of dull looking metal
and woods. One professor held a long, shiny pointer in
his hand as he read through gibberish written on a
digital blackboard. She could instantly tell a lot of
work went into making sure Squibs actually learned. As
she continued down the hall, she noticed a familiar
male's voice booming from a classroom with an open door.
Who was it?
"Awww!" Ewwiekewwieikkkie cried when the giant spoon
was locked away out of sight. "Hmm. How long it take?
Three days? Four days?" she said, counting on the
fingers of her paw. For the moment she was content with
the additional candy she had been given, as she followed
behind Sierra and the dean as the tour began. Sierra was
wise to hold her hand for everything she saw seemed like
the most awesome thing ever and demanded her attention.
"Hmm. This room is boring," she declared when she looked
into the classroom. "No fun at all," she said, before
pouting, and wanting to go back to where all of the
shinies were. But then it was Sierra that became
distracted and Ewwiekewwieikkie felt herself being
dragged this time.
King Ebareebaveebeedee was just completing his
lecture on Squib reproductive classes when he walked out
into the corridor wearing an amazing technicolor
dreamcoat. He was surprised to see Sierra and her
adopted Squibs here of all places, and began sauntering
over towards them, slowly, as he had just exerted
himself. "Where is the Big Time Hero of Beyond-Squib
Eliteness?" he asked, as he looked around. "You missed
big demonstration. I give another in an hour," he said,
before sighing deeply and thinking about it. "Two
hours," he quickly added, as he brought his paw up to
his chin. "You come. You be my demonstration partner,"
he insisted, as he looked her over excitedly. "We make
grand bargain for your guest lecture!" he said, nodding
his head repeatedly.
"Four days..? No, no. It takes much longer than
that." The brochures for the college promoted a fast
track through schooling. Sierra had read enough to
decide that she *never* wanted to go to a Squib
hospital. If they knew her foot from her heart, it would
be shocking. "It takes *years*." She explained. "That's
why it feels so rewarding to get your very own spoon.
You'll have earned it. You'll be able to help people
too...like Doctor Tohan." It was hard to explain all
this to Ewwiekewwieikkie. "There are fun places here
too. You'll get to take classes you like. I saw that
there was a class on the Evolution of Spoons. They also
have movie nights frequently for those living on
campus." As she spoke to Ewwiekewwieikkie, they passed
by a large Auntie Mae's ice cream machine. Sierra rolled
her eyes. The smiling woman was *everywhere*.
She could feel Melickielickie pulling her towards the
ice cream machine while King Ebareebaveebeedee
approached her. She smiled politely towards him. He
looked a little sweaty, but it wasn't something she
focused on. For all she knew, the classrooms were very
warm when you were wearing a full coat of fur. "Oh,
hello King Ebareebaveebeedee! It's a pleasant surprise
to see you here. I was just bringing my daughters to see
the school. The Big Time Hero of Beyond-Squib Eliteness
is on bed rest. I will bring him next time." He better
be on bed rest. The last time she saw, Nea was making it
impossible for Claudius to move. Good Felinx. "Two
hours?" She lifted her wrist to look at her chrono.
"That'll give us enough time to see the rest of the
school and get some lunch. We'll come to your
demonstration!" Sierra unknowingly began signing herself
up for something terrible...and it didn't stop there.
"Oh, King Ebareebaveebeedee, there's no reason for you
to make a grand bargain. You allowed Claudius and I to
adopt twice." She said, smiling growing bigger. Her
children were her pride...and that was exactly why they
could do no harm. "I'd love to be your demonstration
partner. Two hours, this same room?"
"Years?! Oh no!" Ewwiekewwieikkie complained, as she
brought her arm dramatically up to her forehead. "Hmm.
Less time. Smaller soon. Fair, yes?" she asked, as she
bounced up and down thinking she had the solution to her
lack of a giant spoon problem. But then the King
arrived, prompting her to bow respectfully for he wore a
powerful fork upon his crown. "Oh a show!" she side
excitedly, as she tugged on Sierra so that they could
hurry with the tour so they could come back for the
The King clapped his hands together excitedly when he
heard Sierra agree to be his partner. "No take backs,"
he instructed her, as his tongue slid from his snout and
moved along the edge hungrily. "I will hurry. We make
grand demonstration to the students," he declared
proudly, with a firm nod of his head. "Good work, dean!"
he said, before giving her a wink and a thumb's up. He
was now off to find a meal that would give him the
energy he would need for his session with Sierra.
"Mommeeee! Hungreeeee!" Melickielickie pulled Sierra
towards the ice cream machine with all the strength she
had. Thankfully, that was significantly less than her
sister had. "Dey have pudding!" She said as she
successfully distracted her mother from the conversation
with the King. Her eyes had gone wide. She was beginning
An uncomfortable feeling settled in Sierra's stomach.
She wondered what kind of show she had agreed to. Her
assumption was that she'd be helping the King with a
lecture. She had been a medical student at one point but
backed out of the profession due to her own self doubt.
"Take your time. I'll need eat before we get into any
kind of demonstration." She laughed happily. She nodded
to him as he left, then allowed Melickielickie to bring
her to the ice cream machine where *everyone* got
treats. She looked back to Ewwiekewwieikkie as she
unwrapped her pudding pop. "You'll have to watch your
sister while I help out the King, okay? I don't know
what he'll need from me." She looked at the Dean. "How
quickly do some students finish their degrees? I saw
advertisements for fast-tracking success."
Dean Malogaan assumed that Sierra knew what King
Ebareebaveebeedee taught and did not fill her in. The
House of Rodney was well known around the school, as the
video of the Duke and Duchess of Delaya was used in
every reproduction course during the study of
intercourse in other species. She gave King
Ebareebaveebeedee a thumb's up then continued on with
the tour. "Students may receive a basic nursing degree
within nine months to a single year. They may then
continue their education, or begin working in a medical
facility." She said. The further they proceeded down the
corridors, the more interesting the rooms became. One
classroom looked alike to Drusilla's with color jizz
band posters covering the walls. Sierra silently
wondered if they should really send Ewwiekewwieikkie
here or not.
Suddenly a bell rang and the classes began to let
out, filling the corridors with hundreds of teenaged
Squibs frantic after having to sit still for their
class. The teenage girls were wearing the latest fashion
trend ... a charm bracelet where they could attach
silverware. As they ran down the halls the silverware
moved back and forth, causing an incessant clanging
sound. Instantly Ewwiekewwieikkie turned into Drusilla
as she found a type of jewelry she *had* to have. "SiSi
In need! I need!" she pleaded to Sierra, as she looked
at each of the girls go by with the flashy bracelets.
Frantic that she did not have one she raised her arms
and began to shake. Why had Drusilla never purchased one
of these? She wondered, as her yellow eyed widened
What was that sound? Sierra instinctively gripped
both of the girls harder. She had a feeling that this
sound was going to drive both of them away. As Squibs
filed into the hallways, Sierra noticed what both
Melickielickie and Ewwiekewwieikkie had seen: the
utensil charm bracelet. For the first time in
Ewwiekewwieikkie's life, she showed a Drusilla side of
her. As for Sierra? Sierra was a sucker. She gripped
Ewwiekewwieikkie's hand. "As long as you're good during
the King's demonstration, we'll get you one. Let's go
have lunch for now. We can ask someone where they got
their bracelet." It seemed the giant spoon had been
forgotten. That was for the better. College was a joint
decision that Sierra wanted to make with Claudius. She
didn't want Ewwiekewwieikkie to agree to a higher
education over a gigantic spoon...granted, it was pretty
The cafeteria was, as you'd expect it to be: full of
sweets. The same color pattern that decorated the inside
of every Auntie Mae's was present. The pinks and plaids
reminded Sierra of only one thing: Auntie Mae was
*everywhere*. "Oh man," she rolled her eyes. There was
ice cream and candy everywhere. A food pyramid on the
wall indicated the different food groups: ice cream,
candy corns, taffy, and, of course, sodas. A sudden,
somewhat pleasant realization struck Sierra: *All*
Squibs were like her Squibs.
Ewwiekewwieikkie picked up a shiny tray and smiled at
her reflection in it as she moved down the line as food
was scooped out at her. "Aww!" she said each time as her
reflection was obscured. "Yay!" she said, shortly
thereafter, as she realized it was food being put in its
place. This went on for minutes until her entire tray
was loaded with food. The servers were instructed to
give prospective students double portions to entice them
to come to the school. By the time she was done she
found it very difficult to even carry the tray. "So much
food!" she said, as she sat down at a large table. She
looked around seeing the other female students use their
charm bracelets to eat, where all she had was the
generic silverware. "Lucky," she muttered as she began
shoveling the food into the mouth. "There I am!" she
declared, smiling, as she began to reveal the brushed
metal at the bottom of the food pile and her reflection
"Nom noms!" Melickielickie squeaked. She watched her
sister move through the line. She was in awe that food
was piled higher and higher onto her tray. "Mommeee! Me
next!" She pawed at Sierra's tunic. Melickielickie, too,
received additional portions. "Tank you. Tank you. Tank
you." She repeated until her mother was carrying around
a hefty tray of sweets. What would Pilaq Tohan say? He'd
be appalled by what was going on at the school. No
sooner had they found a place did Melickielickie dig in
with both of her paws.
Sierra sat back and watched both of the girls. The
amount of sugar they were consuming was unhealthy. She
was going to force feed them vegetables, fruits, and
various healthy foods when they got back home. She
smiled at Ewwiekewwieikkie. "Don't worry, you'll have a
bracelet of your own soon enough. Do you think we should
bring Drusilla one back too?" She thought of Dru,
Claudius, and Bruce. He better be relaxing. She thought
about calling him on the comm just to check on him.
Maybe he'd know more about what the King taught at the
college! She grabbed her comlink and spoke into it
affectionately. "Is Nea still keeping you bogged down in
bed, love?" That was a damn good felinx.
"Hmm," Ewwiekewwieikkie said, as she brought her paw
up to her chin to consider Sierra's question. "Um. No.
She has to much," she said, selfishly, before eating
some more of the food. The last thing she wanted was for
Drusilla to have the same bracelet she was getting.
After two decades with the Rodney family she had
developed some of their best traits ... and some of
their worst. "Look at all the food they give
Melickielickie. We need to eat here *all* the time," she
stressed, as she took several more oversized portions of
"Meow," was all that was heard to Sierra's attempt to
comm Claudius. "Meow. Meow," it repeated, followed by
the sound of some movement. "Ow!" Claudius yelled,
before wrestling the comlink from Nea. "Yes. This felinx
has *not* left," he complained, before the sound of the
felnix nuzzling the comm began to break through. "Oh
some privacy," he demanded, as he attempted to shoo Nea
away by then the hissing sound that Sierra warned him
about began to erupt. "Okay. Okay," he pleaded with the
felinx, before petting it again. "How is everything at
the school?" he asked, as the felinx again got into his
face, believing he was talking to it.
"Oh, hello Nea." She laughed softly. There was
wrestling and muffles on the other side of the comm.
"That doesn't sound like relaxing!" She quipped
playfully. It sounded like there was static on the other
end of the comm, in reality, it was Nea making himself
comfortable on Claudius. "Sorry, honey. I'll save you
from the felinx when I get back home. Everything is
going well so far. The Dean really knows how to bring in
new students. She showed us her Big Spoon of Absolute
Intelligence. Have you seen one of those before? It was
a spoon the size of my arm...my *whole* arm!" She said
in awe. "We toured around a bit. They use all kinds of
fascinating ways to attract the Squibs so they actually
learn. It's really interesting. My main concern is that
the cafeteria is serving out Auntie Mae's." She said
with a dry laugh. "I'm supposedly going to help King
Ebareebaveebeedee with a grand demonstration in his
class later. Did you know he teaches?" She wanted to be
home. Whenever she was away from Claudius, she wanted to
be at his side that much more.
"This felinx will be the end of me," Claudius told
Sierra, as it began licking at his face each time he
opened his mouth and tried to speak. "Yuck," he
complained, as the felinx' tongue collided with his. "No
kisses!" he told the creature, which did not seem to be
influenced at all. "Big Spoon of Absolute Intelligence?
Well, I suppose that's all it took to influence her," he
said, rolling his eyes, and trying to decide which one
of them had it harder at the moment. "Auntie Mae's is at
the cafeteria? I should know know!" he muttered, before
the sound of the felinx crying for more attention filled
the comm. "The King teaches? What could he possibly
teach ... be careful ... don't cause a diplomatic
incident," he told her, before refocusing on trying to
save himself from the felinx.
Sierra eyed the girls. Melickielickie was cleaning
her paws with her tongue. The continuous struggle
between her husband and the felinx made her grin. "I
don't think it'll be the end of you. You'll just have to
learn how to coexist with Nea until he gets bored... or
Bruce sways him off of you. Yes, the spoon did the
trick. If Ewwiekewwieikkie sees it again, I don't know
if I'll be able to hold her back. There's a lot of
strength in that little body. We're making Ensign
Sheppard watch the kids when I get back so we can have
some alone time... Preferably without Nea if we can
remove him." Even Claudius didn't know what the King
taught. That made her feel uncomfortable. "A diplomatic
incident? My love, you didn't marry a hooligan like your
brother. I've got this. There will be *no* problems."
Sierra promptly opened her mouth and shoved her foot in.
"It's already almost time for his lecture. I promised
the girls ice cream after that. It'll still be awhile
before we're home. I miss you."
"Coexist? By the time you get back I fully expect
this felinx to be permanently attached to me," Claudius
explained, sounding quite exasperated. "Just don't let
her decide anything until she gets back and we discuss
it as a family ... no matter how big the spoon is," he
pleaded with her, as he was not entirely sold on the
idea of his daughter leaving the nest. He would feel
terrible if anything happened to her due to her innocent
naivety. "I love you, Sierra. I miss you too," he said
to her, as his attention focused back on the felinx
staring him in the face. "Ugh. What do you want?" he
asked, as it seemed like it was attempting to
communicate with him with its eyes.
"Ugh. Please don't let it attach itself to you. It'll
be *realllyy* awkward when I want to lay on your chest."
Sierra was smiling so wide it could be heard in her
voice. "I promise, I won't. This isn't her decision
alone. It's all of ours. We'll go over it together." She
reassured him. It had to be difficult to sit on the
sidelines while Sierra scoped out the potential school
of their daughter. "I love you. Hang on a little while
longer. The felinx removal service will be there before
you know it. It's almost time for this demonstration
thing. Wish me luck.. I guess." She wondered if she'd
actually be of any help to the King. Her knowledge on
Squib culture was expanding, but still relatively small.
"I'll comm you when we're on the way back." It was her
final promise before she terminated the call. She
nervously wondered if she should rush home and save him
from Nea. They'd taken the felinx in from outside. While
he seemed to be generally kind tempered, the worst time
for Nea to go wild was now.
"All full," Ewwiekewwieikkie declared, as she pushed
the tray away, and leaned back in the chair to rub her
belly. "We see the King now?" she asked, as she let out
a yawn, tired from all the sugar she had just ingested.
Then, expectedly, she let out a burp and tried to adjust
herself again. "Wha'chu gonna teach us? How to make
pudding?" she asked, sounding super excited, as she got
up from her seat. She was feeling a little lightheaded
from the sugar, and she was beginning to get very hyper.
It was the perfect recipe for disaster headed into the
King and Sierra's joint presentation to the class.
"Mommmeeee. So tired. Feet no work." Melickielickie
complained. She rubbed at her eyes. The school didn't
phase her. She was more interested with the colors and
new surroundings. The small Squib crept onto her
mother's back, forcing a piggy back ride. "Mmm...
Pudding..." She said, resting her head on Sierra's
shoulder. As uncomfortable as the position had to be,
Melickielickie began to fall asleep. The sound didn't
phase her. "Nom. Nom. Nom. Pudding.." She snored.
Sierra adjusted her arms to comfortably keep
Melickielickie on her back. In all of the excitement,
she hadn't had time to make sure her youngest adoptive
Squib had gotten a nap. "Mhm. We're going to see his
grand demonstration. It would be fun to teach how to
make pudding!" Sierra exclaimed. "That way, at the end
of the lesson, we can eat it." She led the way back
towards the classroom where they had seen the King
earlier. She kept an eye on Ewwiekewwieikkie. The girl
had just eaten her own weight in sweets. "Your daddy is
going to be excited to hear about everything we've seen
today. Maybe we'll bring him when he's feeling better."
Students were filing into the classroom. Sierra stepped
in herself. She located the quietest place to remove
Melickielickie from her back. "Watch your sister, okay?
We should let her sleep as much as we can." Sierra
leaned forward to kiss Melickielickie's forehead. "Sweet
dreams little princess."
No one was more excited than Ewwiekewwieikkie at the
prospect of what was to come, so she did not complain
when it was time to care for an unconscious
Melickielickie. She sat her down in the front row and
then sat beside her, as her eyes went wide from
anticipation of what was to come. The classroom began to
fill with medical students who had been selected for the
King's special lecture series. Not a seat was left empty
by the time the door was closed and the proctor came
forward. "Oh, well I never, was there ever a Squib so
clever as magical King Ebareebaveebeedee," the proctor
declared, as the demonstration was set to begin.
The lights in the classroom dimmed and a single
spotlight focused on King Ebareebaveebeedee who was well
rested and wearing his amazing technicolor dreamcoat.
*Nothing* but his amazing technicolor dreamcoat. He
sauntered over towards Sierra before turning to face the
class. "Prepare for wonder and amazement," he told them,
before taking a small bow. "Today for a special treat I
demonstrate interspecies mating rituals," he announced,
before shrugging his shoulders and allowing the coat to
fall to the ground. He then turned to Sierra and looked
at her excitedly. "Hurry. Clothes off. Pill wearing
off," he said, as he bounced up and down with
anticipation. All of the students leaned forward and of
course several had their recording devices ready.
A audible grumble began at Sierra's stomach. She had
made the choice to skip over a sugary lunch. Her body,
now settling into full swing with her twins, had much to
say about that. She picked up her purse and began
searching for a snack. This class was *really* popular.
It didn't surprise her. It was taught by the King, and
therefore, had to be semi-interesting. She found a
starfruit in her bag and slowly began to nibble on it.
Nghh. Food! Her stomach praised Sierra for giving it a
meal. She swore she'd do better after this class.
The proctor gave her no ideas as to what was about to
come. She remained standing near the front of the room
when King Ebareebaveebeedee made his dramatic entrance.
He still wore that technicolor dreamcoat from earlier.
She had to wonder where on earth he'd found it. It
looked like something out of Callista's closet.
Wait...was he wearing anything *under* it? Soon, all the
confusion Sierra had was cleared. The King was here to
demonstrate interspecies mating rituals with *her*!
"Ugh!" She coughed. A piece of starfruit struggled down
her throat. What happened afterward happened far too
quickly: the King threw off his coat. Sierra's eyes went
wide. She looked everywhere but *there*. "Ohmy," she
gasped. Her cheeks were red. Her eyes darted over to
Ewwiekewwieikkie, who was seated in the front row and
undoubtedly receiving an eyeful. "Ohmy." Inevitably, she
looked and saw far too much of the King. Sierra didn't
know how to deal with the situation. She most certainly
was *not* going to be partaking in any demonstration.
She had to be careful not to mess up her family's
relationship with King Ebareebaveebeedee.
"Oooh, I'm so sorry.." She said. Her hand ran over
her stomach. "I-I'm not feeling well. I recently found
out that I'm pregnant with twins... And morning
sickness...woo! It isn't easy.." She explained to the
class awkwardly. "Maybe someone else can volunteer to be
your partner this time..?" She needed to get out of the
school *now*. She inched further away from the King and
over to her girls. This was so embarrassing!!
"Class it seems the Big Time Hero of Beyond-Squib
Eliteness has proved himself yet again," the King
announced, with a frown. "Two babies are inside there!"
he informed them, as he began poking and prodding her
stomach. "Only a Big Time Hero of Beyond-Squib Eliteness
could produce such plentiful seed," he declared, with a
firm nod of his head, as he was now convinced he had
made the right decision in giving the award. "Hold
still!" he informed Sierra, as he wrapped his little
arms around her, and began rubbing himself against her
panted leg. "This is by royal decree," he informed her,
as he began bucking his hips instinctively.
Sierra's face hit her hand. Yup, Claudius had
certainly ‘proven' himself again. She was foolish to
assume her embarrassment would end there. "Please..
Please stop..." She squeaked uncomfortably. Sierra would
*not* be visiting Skor II when her tummy grew bigger.
She couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth.
The very last thing she wanted him to be talking about
was her husband's plentiful seed in front of their
adoptive daughters. Melickielickie was still asleep, but
Ewwiekewwieikkie's innocence was further compromised the
longer they stayed. "We really should be going... Oh!"
His body was *so atrong*! What was it with Squibs?! They
were like ants, capable of holding double their size in
weight. She was *trapped*. A look of absolute horror was
on her face. There were students filming. Her discomfort
The royal decree began, forcing Sierra to realize
that King Ebareebaveebeedee was, indeed, male. She
pressed her hand against his face and attempted to force
him off of her. He didn't budge. The discomfort
tightened in her chest. Instincts of her own kicked in.
That was the point when she did *exactly* what Claudius
warned her not to do: she caused a diplomatic incident.
She rose her free leg and kicked the King as hard as she
could manage. To his great relief, her aim was ruined by
his continuous humping. Her boot collided with his side
which gave her the chance to break away. "We're
leaving!" She screamed, bolting towards Melickielickie.
She scooped the small Squib into her arms. She grabbed
Ewwiekewwieikkie's hand. Sierra didn't look back at the
classroom. She didn't look back when the King's guards
attempted to arrest her. She didn't even look back once
she was in their ship headed towards Esseles with both
girls. "Oh my!!!!" She screamed, placing her head in her
hands. Her eyes glanced down at her leg. It was
*covered* in blue fur. "Gah!!" She yanked her trousers