Chapter 67

The Fastest Man Alive

Chapter 67

By: BigToFu

Ororo Blake

Queen Mother of Pandora

Rolling her eyes over some of the reports, Ororo made a notation about a few students who thought they could fail out of a course by answering with completely incorrect answers. Honestly, if the school’s teachers and AI’s didn’t catch the anomaly, they would have gotten away with it.

Too bad they didn’t realize that a complete answer sheet of incorrect answers meant that they actually knew the course work, yet decided to give the proper incorrect answer. What made it interesting was that this was an occurrence from three different students attending different classes.

From all of the records, it was also very clear that they didn’t have any prior knowledge of each other. Sending a quick message to the student’s teachers to keep an eye on them. Ororo then turned her attention to another matter, an uprising of an entire civilization.

It was amazing that the Empire was expanding, she only wished that the Vondani had at least something resembling a general scholastic guideline. From her talks and investigations, everything was either word of mouth or passed down through apprenticeships.

Of course, the civilization had some form of written word and mathematics, but it wasn’t even near the standards of Pandora. Letting out a huff at what she was seeing, Ororo stretched and allowed herself a nice long stretch before getting back to work.

Halfway through a plan to set up schools and observation locations both for school use and for botanic gardens, there was a double beep as the alarm for lunch sounded from her desk. Looking up with a quirk of her brow, Ororo was greeted with a pop-up schedule on her calendar.

From what she could tell, she had a lunch date with Medusa and Celeste. Giving her work a quick review, Ororo saved it before getting up from her desk and making her way out of the office.

Humming a light tune to herself, she made her way to the flight pad on the roof. Giving her omni one last check, Ororo took off with a burst of wind. Hair trailing behind her, Ororo did a lazy roll before settling one to her flying bike as it had flown to meet her halfway.

The engine of her cloud cruiser reeved once, then twice before she lurched in the seat as she was launched forwards with a whoop of joy. She performed twists and loops as she circled her way down into the island’s flight traffic. Surprisingly even with the number of flying vehicles around, traffic moved far more swiftly here than it did back in New York or any other state.

Checking her corners, Ororo found her right clear before quickly pulling into a parking garage on the fifth floor. Checking for space and finding none, she opted to just get off at the door and let her bike fly back on its own with automated controls.

Pulling a leg from over her sky bike, Ororo input a command for a mirror hologram and inspected herself. A quick hairpin fixed her hair, then after a light touch-up of lipstick, Ororo was ready for her little lunch outing.

Twisting on her heel with ballerina-like grace, Ororo smiled as her bike took off on its course back home as she strolled through the double doors. Once she was through the doors, it didn’t take her long to stroll through the mall’s food court and find her lady and little girl waiting.

What she did find surprising was that Emma was also here: even if she was giving the burger a

disdainful glare. Walking up behind her lady love with a sultry chuckle, Ororo wrapped her arms around Emma’s waist and pulled her into an embrace.

Emma half turned her head and returned the affection with a quick kiss to the lips with a smirk. “I can smell the wind in your hair.” She said the sound of a smile clearly in her voice for all to hear.

Ororo let out another chuckle before going over and giving Medusa a kiss and hug as they then shared pleasantries. Once the initial greetings were over, her attention turned towards the little platinum blonde that carried a mix of Benjamin in her features.

Unfortunately, her daughter was completely ignoring her for the chicken nuggets and fries placed before her. Rolling her eyes, Ororo placed a kiss on Celeste’s forehead before taking a seat and pulling the salad towards her.

Before she could dig into her salad, Emma sniffed at the side and made a comment, “I don’t know why we must eat such a barbaric meal for lunch.”

“You were the one who ordered the burger, and yet you are eating it with a knife and fork.” Medusa said with a point of her hair, then rolled her eyes in return.

“Would you like some of my salad then?” Ororo asked as she peered at Emma.

“Of course,” Emma said with a cheery smile before opening her mouth and eating right off of Ororo’s fork.

Medusa looked on then let out a huff before her eyes shifted to Celeste at the side, “So, you got your meat and something light and airy, what else would you like added to your meal?”

Emma met her gaze before turning her nose up with a wink. Shaking her head at the interaction, Ororo turned to her daughter with a far too serious look on her face. Her hand lashed out faster than a striking cobra and Celeste was one fry less.

Her daughter sat there stunned at her fingers covered in ketchup as the fry vanished before she had gotten the chance to dip it. Letting out a chuckle at her shocked look, a flick of her finger had the rest of the fries vanish with a spell.

Levitating the invisible fries over to her side of the table, Ororo gave Celeste some time to realize her prized treat had vanished. They watched as she looked around for the rest of her fries only for her cookies to also vanish.

First the cute out that she knew her Benjamin would call a critical hit to the heart, then to furrowed brows. Once the face her hubby would call cuteness overload set in, Ororo watched as her daughter finally caught onto what was happening.

Once Celeste was finished with her thoughts, she then turned her pouting face towards her mothers. The glare and pout was that of a fierce kitten and she couldn’t help herself as she leaned over and pulled her into a hug.

Ben was right, the kiwi was far too strong. Sitting Celeste on her lap, Ororo gave her the rest of the fries and then called over a waiter and ordered ice cream for everyone. With the mention of ice cream, she felt the stress drain right out of Celeste; and that was how Ororo wanted it.

Her daughter was far too young to be stressed, even if she was going to perform during the recital later. With a smile on her face, they continued to through the rest of their lunch.

After finishing their ice cream cones, the ladies went and got their nails done as the rest of the family on the island joined. Once they were finished, they did a quick transition home to change and gather their things before leaving for the civic center.

Everything changed when they arrived at the civic center all because of one person. The one person that claimed he was Celeste’s biggest fan.

Emma tried to hide her embarrassment, Celeste turned pink with her sisters, while the rest of the family applied different variations of the classical face meet palm.

Standing in front of the civic center was Benjamin Blake with a shirt flashing neon colors. {Celeste’s #1 FAN} There were even those foam fingers on each hand saying, {You’re #1}

Standing around Ben were some of the Spartan guards holding different posters with various words of encouragement. Before anyone could say or do anything, they were each held and given a kiss that stole their breaths away.

No one had time to even think of being embarrassed as they were all blitzed with a being of high energy. Before she could even realize what was happening, Ororo was ushered inside and given a seat on the balcony overlooking the stage.

When she finally came to and took in the situation, everyone was seated around the balcony and was wearing some very garish shirts.

The entire family was in different shades of neon shirts with Celeste is number one on the front. That would have been bad enough, but on closer inspection. Ororo noticed the script right behind the neck on the outside of the shirt where the tag labels should have been located.

The script read, {Property of Natasha Blake, Queen of course. Return if found, or be hunted.}

Letting out a huff of laughter, she was far too lost for words to say anything as the lights dimmed and the curtains began to draw open. She was going to have to catch that little redhead and teach her a lesson or two before they got to finishing the terraforming of Mars.

Entwining her fingers with Sue, she settled into watching her daughter and her piano class put on a spectacular recital.

Natasha could get hers later.

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Julian O’Tarr

Traveling to Nova Empire

Leaning back in her seat, Julian relaxed as she watched the passing stars on the walls that displayed an image of the outside. She still couldn’t believe that she was in space, it sure was a long way from home.

Who would have thought that the shy girl who used to work in the Atlantean Magical Archives would have made it further than any of her people in history. Leaning back, a finger flicked across the holograms as she found herself humming one of those catchy surface tunes.

Sol had introduced her to someone called Dazzler and Julian couldn’t get enough of her music. Scrolling through the information on the engines, she noticed that they were all in the green just before she was interrupted by a knock at the door.

Slowing turning in her seat, she looked over to the door and found Sol just hanging there with a smile on her metallic face. Honestly, Julian still hadn’t wrapped her head around the fact that her friend’s powers replaced her head with a miniature supernova. Then there was the little fact that the new empire she was a part of had made some type of magical metal that would not only contain the miniature star but also act as a simulacrum for her friend’s face.

Then again, her disbelief had to be pushed to the side so that they could survive the Starfleet academy. Doing a five-year stint inside of a training chamber could have been a lot easier without the Drill Sergeants being out for blood. However, it did get everyone working together and helped people get over their own personal biases.

Pulling herself out of a floating hover, Julian gave Sol a smile as she ushered her into the cockpit and into the co-pilot’s seat. Before she could say anything a bowl of oatmeal with a side of boiled eggs was placed into her hands. Quirking an eye, she gave Sol a speculative look.

“You missed lunch,” Sol answered with a sigh, then pointed to the main hologram around them. “I kinda figured you had gotten lost amongst the stars.”

Letting out a sigh as she turned back to the main display. “It is beautiful, isn’t it?”

Out of the corner of her peripheral, Julian noticed her friend roll her eyes.

“Yeah, but I am more interested in seeing what we find out here. All we got is a map and a bag of holding with gold. I don’t know about you, but I dont want his majesty coming after us thinking that we took his gold and scrammed.”