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Monday, April 18, 2049, 7 a .m.

Morning, Gloria.

May I be the first to tell you how fully stellanerous you look, as usual?

Don't forget, science test today. Plus, if and when the predicted class 5 solar

flare arrives, you will for sure want to check it out.

I know, I know. This all seemed decidedly more amusing last night.

Have you had a chance to check this latest data? The molecular changes in

marrow. We're closing in on her, honey. I really feel like all of our hard work

is about to pay off.

Why wasn't she in the mess module for breakfast this morning?

I don't know. Are you sure she's even awake yet?

Xenon?

Xenon?

745?

See, this is a penis!

How'd it get to be so late?

Get moving, please.

Your dad and I have to get to the lab.

Come on.

Remember, you loathe waking up this way.

Time minor, task major.

Oh, shut up. There's one thing to be thankful for. At least you don't live

there.

I'm going to be in so much trouble. The kitchen

xenon is closed.

No, no, wait, I think, wait, wait.

Attention.

Decompression drill at 1100 hours. I think so. Decompression drill at 1100

hours.

Cover stuff again, huh?

Thanks, Gemma. You're a lifesaver.

Not good.

Let's make a note of that. And also, the fusion trays in the cafeteria misfired.

So tell Andy and Engineering, make sure to use them.

Oh.

Morning glorious, Commander Plank. Walk, Xenon.

Walk.

Electrical malfunction.

Core elevator number three.

Please use alternate routes.

I don't know.

Good morning, class.

Good morning, Mr. Perez. As we were saying yesterday, perhaps the most

remarkable thing about President Clinton is that unlike her father, Bill, who

also held the office at the close of the last century, President Chelsea Clinton

has taken a forceful and unwavering stand in favor of the harvesting of

underwater vegetation as a major source of energy and food.

Ms. Clinton believes our oceans are the new frontier.

She has repeatedly stated a firm hope that one of the hottest groups in rock,

Micro, with lead singer Protozoa, will become the first group to perform live

space. They are going to appear up on the Wincombe Space Station next month.

Xenon Carr?

Is there something you wish to share with the class?

No, Mr. Press. I guess I got all flared up because I

never knew history could be so thrilling.

I'm glad you're thrilled.

Yeah.

As I was saying, Chelsea Clinton has taken a... Chelsea's no she. When I tell

you the real reason I squeaked, you're gonna nova. No, no way.

Supernova. Oh, just tell me.

My grobe is coming here for the very first rock huster in space.

What happened?

What'd I miss?

Xenon says my grobe's coming right to this very station.

Not a giant screen performance.

Not a hologram.

They're appearing in their lunarius, heart -fluttering flesh. I heard it on

CRR news.

Lena, please, control yourself.

Control myself? Sir, Commander, Lieutenant Schiff, control myself.

Control myself?

When my all -time crush Major is coming to our humble halls?

I mean, those guys are so anti -matter, you can actually understand their

lyrics. What'd you expect, men?

Wait, wait. I still haven't told you the best part. Not only is Microbe coming,

but they're having a contest. And the winner gets to dance on stage with

Protozoa. Can you believe it?

I'm going to get to dance with Protozoa.

Who said it's going to be you?

What is she?

New in the galaxy?

Ladies and gentlemen.

Ladies and gentlemen. May I have your attention for a moment, please?

Thank you.

Now, as... All of you undoubtedly already know, given that Gotham travels

speed of light up here in space.

Parker Windham, owner and chief operating officer of our parent company,

will be paying our little space station a visit on Friday.

Now, I don't think I'm giving away any secrets when I say this has not been our

finest year.

March, we had cooling system leaks.

May brought power blackouts. And that small, unfortunate computer room fire.

Yes, that small fire.

Well, our space station is 27 years old, people. But the fact is, it needs major

improvements and repairs. And since many of you are so close to successfully

completing your most prodigious experiments, it would be a shame to have

shut us down at such a critical juncture. Well, he'll never do that

won't let him, right?

I know we feel that way, but our job is to convince Windham. We need to get him

excited about our research. We need to show him things.

Like the fine work on bone marrow density being done by Mark and Astrid

That could literally save millions of lives.

Windham needs to understand why so many of us have devoted so much of our lives

to this place.

He needs to see that we are a dedicated, hardworking, cost -conscious asset that

he simply cannot afford to abandon.

Now I am patting on each and every one of you.

I know you would make me proud.

barge, you guys, but I'm in hysteria mode major.

What's going to happen to us if the Wyndham beast rockets up here and hangs

condemn sign on our space day?

Slow down, Z.

Retrofire. But I've been here since I was five, and I don't want to live

anyplace else. No one is going anywhere.

But Commander Plank said that... All we have to do is convince Wyndham how

valuable and efficient our work is, so we will.

And we couldn't do our experiments anywhere but a space station. Because

need a lab with a weightless chamber, I know.

Hi, please.

How about that? She actually does listen to us once in a while. Wow.

So, Wyndham would have to be a Scrooge Major to shut us down. Oh, exactly.

I mean, once he is here, we will blast him into Orbital Bliss Major with all

great things our scientists are doing.

If you're so concerned about his visit, honey, how about?

How? Well, you could start by trying to keep your gang in line while Wyndham's

aboard. You know, no air duct cruising, no recycle bin diving, and please,

please, please try to stay out of the restricted zones.

Thank you.

You'd fully blow an O -ring if we had to return to Earth, huh, Mom?

Mom? Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, absolutely.

Hey, honey, um... Why don't you let us get back to work, okay, sweetheart?

We'll see you at dinner.

Okay.

Love you.

Bye.

I still think that if microbes are coming all the way up here from Earth,

somebody's getting rich off it. So young and yet so cynical.

Everything down there is motivated by money.

Everything down there is motivated by self -defense.

You've got to watch out for germs, speeding trucks, earthquakes, madmen,

muggers. How do you know?

You were only in kindergarten when you came up here. My mom's told me plenty of

stories. She was in that horrible earthquake back in 35.

And once, she got robbed at gunpoint. Why do you think her mom was so anxious

bring her up here in the first place? Can I borrow this? Yes, thank you. Down

Earth, people with runny noses are packed together like microchips. Yeah,

never even sneezed. Plus, Earth's gravity adds about 30 pounds to you. Can

imagine, Plank?

What about the weather? One minute you have rain, then snow, then a fully

antimatter tornado.

How would you ever know what to wear this to? Yes.

Basic. Our lives are like a day at the Jovian moon compared to theirs. Yeah,

yeah, yeah. But I still don't, okay?

That's when he always ends up in trouble.

Well, I'll just have to ice wall when I'm here.

Only three or four days. How hard can it possibly be?

For you?

Impossible. Lunarius bracelet, Nev.

Thanks. I found the discs in the satellite lab recycling bin. Don't they

have the best throwaways? I decorated two whole t -shirts with their disc

I'll show you.

As fascinating as this is, are we going to do something tonight or what?

Oh, it would be stellar if we could catch the Class 5 solar flare that's

Well, that won't peak till 4 this morning.

What better way to enjoy it with adult interference minor?

I fully can't believe you guys are chickening out on me. If my dad found

swiped the code book to get us down in here, he'll go into global meltdown.

Why?

Just tell him we simply needed to gain a deeper understanding of our native

environment. Well, couldn't you be much happier watching the thing from in here?

I mean, we have the perfect view. Why be in the audience, Neb?

When you have a chance to be center stage.

Come on.

All right.

Let's rock and roll!

Now remember, if you hear anybody coming, tug on each other.

Are you sure about this?

Trust me, Lynx. It's the only way to fly.

Good to go.

I hope she knows what she's doing.

Yeah, me too.

understand why I'm getting all the blame.

I mean, the other kids were down there too.

Excuse me, but were the other kids out of the craft?

Besides, Lynx told her mother the entire thing was your idea.

Really nice.

Why would she go and say that?

Oh, I don't know.

Probably because everything always is.

Must make you proud to know you're raising a leader, huh?

So, the joke scene on this is serious.

You guys are constantly begging me to take a greater interest in science.

Then tonight when I finally do, everyone gets all gaseous on me. Taking off on

an unauthorized middle -of -the -night spacewalk is hardly what we had in mind.

Sweetheart, what if your tether broke while you were out there? What if we got

bombarded by a sudden meteor shower?

I can handle myself.

I'm 13.

Then you better start acting like it.

You have to admit, it was pretty stellar.

Yeah, I mean, it was probably the best one we will ever have an opportunity.

colors. Those colors are undulating. You were still very wrong to go out. And

that is exactly the kind of thing that cannot happen when Wyndham is here. Are

we clear?

Yes, ma 'am. I know it's tough, Z, but if we don't all buckle down while

Wyndham's here, he could opt to have our entire mission scrubbed.

Scrubbed, Xenon, as in over for all of us? Now, do you want to be part of

causing that?

You know.

that I would only say this as a last resort.

But mess up again, and your father and I will be forced to ground you.

That is the third time this month you have pushed her into the stress helmet.

I know.

You gotta behave before she ends up in the chill chamber.

No, you're right.

But those collars were stellar!

That is unbelievable.

Aren't you waiting?

Want to see my entry for the microbe contest?

It's not finished or anything, but... What do you think?

I didn't know you could do a whole sculpture.

Man, I just did a dumb essay about what dancing with protozoa would mean to me.

But you're a lunarius writer, Nev. I'm sure it was impressive major.

You don't have any stellar chain I could use for his guitar, do you?

No, but... Tomorrow's compactor day. Right, right. I'm sure the central

bin's filled with all kinds of quality junk.

Let's go.

Can't. Math homework?

Oh, yeah. And have you met the Wyndham Beast yet? Not yet, but I heard he got

a few hours ago.

And because life isn't hard enough, Plank the Blank plucked my parents into

being his tour guide.

Pressure major or what?

And right down here you see the biology lab at...

I've been looking all over for you guys.

Uh -huh.

Mr. Windham.

Hi, I'm Xenon. I didn't mean to interrupt your tour, but I've heard so

about you, and I fully couldn't wait to make your acquaintance. It's a pleasure

to meet you too, Xenon. This is my assistant, Mr. Lutz. Right, hello.

Oh, is that Portozoa I see?

Oh, yeah.

You know, I happen to be quite a microscope fan myself.

As a matter of fact, I'm considering coming back up for the concert next

I assume you'll be attending?

Oh.

Wouldn't miss it for all the stardust in the galaxy.

Tell me, Sinan, and tell me honestly, how do you like living up here in space?

Well, the life your very generous support has created for me and my rads

most lunarius and interesting way any kid could hope to grow up.

The experiments, the research we get to watch, the amazing teamwork, the unique

view of the universe.

Thank you, Mr. Windham. Thank you.

Well, let me just say that if you ever consider a career in PR, my dear, Wincom

Enterprises could definitely use your services.

And how.

Well. Well, uh, math homework.

Right down here we have the cryogenic lab.

She's very purple.

Yep, xenon's never short on energy.

As soon as I told Mr. Windham I love the TurboMass movies, he started quoting

all the dialogue.

doing all the voices.

It was hilarious.

You know, when he looked over my mom's reflex system data, he actually

understood it. Not even my dad can do that.

There's something about that guy that just fully shivers me out. What are you

talking about?

I mean, he's a great guy.

Calling planet Leo.

The only thing that should be that smooth and oily is a propulsion module

coil. This is from the girl that said I was cynical.

I wish I could explain it more to you guys. I just get the very creepy feeling

that something just doesn't quite fit.

Sorry Z, but every time you get one of these feelings, it always ends up in

disaster major.

Do you always hang out in trash bins in the middle of the night?

I've, uh, uh, killer insomnia, you know?

Going down there really helps to zen me out.

Fascinating.

You're kind of late yourself.

Mr. Wyndham likes the latest inter -global stock quotations when he wakes

And I was hoping I could use these computers to get a jump on it.

Oh. Wouldn't help to go in here.

This is just the main memory bank.

Besides, it's a restricted area.

Class 4.

Any unauthorized presence would be a danger major to the entire base.

Thank you very much for enlightening me.

Well, good night now.

Aren't you going upstairs?

Soon enough.

Pleasant dreams.

What?

It's so dark and inky around here.

I'd hate to have to go all the way up to the habitation module alone.

Please. My goodness, you are exhausting.

Perfect, huh? Now that I've exhausted you, you might as well go up and go to

sleep.

Thanks.

For thousands of years, regular polyhedrons have been a source of great

fascination for mathematicians and scientists alike.

The philosophers of ancient Greece looked at these principles as the

guiding forces.

It was the conjecture of the great philosopher Pythagoras that our universe

ruled by numbers, that the forces of nature obeyed their very specific laws.

Regular polyhedrons have been a source...

I know why you're so white. You stayed up to tell Wyndham's Tony, huh?

Lutz the Klutz? Yeah. I just know he's itching to get into that memory bank.

told your mother about your suspicions?

She just said I was into drama mode major.

Will you wait?

I'm going to find out what Wyndham and Lutz are really up to, and then all of

you will be thanking me.

See ya. Bye.

Honey, honey, honey.

Your dad and I both really want to say thanks.

For what?

For being so terrific while Wyndham's been around.

We can see that you're making a sincere effort to stay out of trouble. And we

want you to know that we appreciate it.

Sweat minor, Mom.

Oh, gotta lift off.

It's a microbe moment.

Zoom, zoom, zoom.

Zoom,

zoom, zoom. Make my heart go boom, boom.

I love that song.

Over here, hurry!

Starting.

What are you guys doing here?

I thought you were filling those microbes.

We do. We just want to see you two go nuclear when the winner turns out to be

some sub -dwarf third grader.

Six, five, four, three, two, one.

Good evening, outer space rock and rollers. Are you primed and pumped for

arrival? Our judges have scrutinized, criticized, and

categorized your entry, space fans, and now it is time to declare a winner.

The winning entry is...

Should I maybe make this a little bit longer?

No! So the winning entry in the Dance With Me contest is a

13 -year -old Xenon car.

I won?

I really won?

Big surprise.

Congratulations, Xenon. I can't wait to get up there to meet you.

The only thing inky about me winning that is it means you didn't. Hey, my

friend won, so who cares?

Yeah, but I still wish it could have been the both of us. Thanks.

Me too.

Hey, good, there you are.

Look, you can't keep it or anything. Just write down what you need and give

back, quick.

Thanks, Leo, I owe you.

Yeah, but if you get popped, don't tell them where you got the code.

What? Code?

Hold this a sec.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. You're not doing this to... my own lust again, are you?

Why not?

Because if you get busted, you know it's just gonna ruin everything.

Did I ever tell you you worry too much? With you for my BS, you better be glad I

am not dead from the stress.

Oh, I am?

Thanks.

No, no, no, no.

I'm so glad you're here. Okay, there was this guy and... Commander Plank.

We need to talk.

Yes, we do.

Why won't you guys listen to me? I didn't break into the memory bank. Luck

I was only down there to spy on him. Because?

Because I knew he was up to something inky and nobody would listen to me.

Would you mind telling me?

What led you to this outrageous conclusion?

Well, for one thing, Wyndham's eyes.

Have you ever looked at them? I mean, when he's lying, they do this flickering

thing. And since everybody else is so convinced he's up here to help us, I was

fully following my gut to prove he's not.

Well, I spoke to Mr. Lutz and Mr. Wyndham.

Neither of them has been out of his quarters since dinner.

That's not true!

They're lying!

I saw Lutz.

Why would I be making this up?

That was a pathetic attempt to save your own skin. Commander.

Well, at least the security team says you didn't manage to tamper with the

banks, and for that, we can all be grateful. I don't think you realize how

serious this is, Xenon. Being in a Class 4 zone like that, you could have put

everybody on this station at risk. But I didn't do anything!

Clearly. Not for lack of trying.

Silence, Major!

This is the last straw, Xenon.

Now, I'm leaving the punishment to your discretion, but do know this.

Unless you impose a sentence as severe as the crime, I'll be forced to take

action myself.

Listen! You're not... No, listen to me, hon. Let's go. No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, let's go.

I honestly think if you put these on, it'll help

all of us.

Or not.

You have put us in a very difficult position, Zena.

You can't imagine how much I don't want to do what I have to do now.

But you haven't left us any choice.

What?

I'm sorry, Z.

Your mother and I have contacted your Aunt Judy.

Aunt Judy?

She hates space.

She hates to travel.

And you want to bring her up here to be my keeper?

You don't get it, C.

We're grounding you.

I understand that. No, C, I mean, we're really grounding you.

What?

No.

No.

You can't... Mom?

Mom.

I'm sorry, honey.

So the rumor's true. Xenon's really out of here. Isn't this the most gaseous

thing ever? I mean, they're shipping her off this afternoon.

Wait, wait, wait.

All of duty personnel to men's module.

All of duty personnel to men's module.

It's stellar.

Ladies and gentlemen, park your windows.

expected to be confronted with exhaustion and frustration.

What I found instead was incredible, unwavering dedication.

Yes, there's room for improvement here, oh yes.

But overall, I could not be prouder of the great pioneering spirit that I've

encountered up here on the Wincombe Space Station.

Because of it, I am hereby pledging an additional $500 million.

and repairs of this, your beloved base.

Call it a vote of confidence in the many benefits I know we will all reap from

the remarkable research and experimentation being conducted up here.

very much.

Anyone's reaping benefits, it has to be you.

He's not shutting us down.

He gave us more money.

Maybe you were wrong about him.

At two, Nebula?

According to Billy Shakespeare.

He must be inked out.

Well, I made you something.

It's no big deal or anything.

It's for good luck.

Here.

It's Lunarius, Neb.

Thanks.

How's it look?

Sincerely, Stellar.

I'm scared, Nebula.

After all the inky stuff my mom's told me about Earth.

How am I ever going to survive?

Well, avoid tornadoes.

Don't drink the water.

And Data's at me every day.

Well...

Extraordinary support. I've got to go. My ex -parents are coming.

Can you remember, Mark?

Yeah.

Thanks again for all your help. Good work. Yeah, sure. Thank you.

Stand by for shuttle departure.

I have to travel all the way down there with them?

Mr. Windham is doing us a great favor taking you along on this ship.

Oh, yeah.

Big saver to me.

About ready, ma 'am?

If we miss our weather window, our flight will be scrubbed today.

Break my heart.

Look, Z, we know this is hard, but why don't you try to see it as an

opportunity, an adventure? Yes, you have traveled the universe, but you have

never really lived outside of these walls.

Don't worry, honey.

Fast as we can.

We love you.

Is everyone strapped in back there?

We're ready for liftoff.

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four,

three, two, one.

Uh, we're showing separation.

Roger that. Confirming separation.

Tango Delta Bravo, this is Wittenkamp Center.

We show onboard power switchover.

Internal sink at zero plus minus. Good.

And good.

Entry clock to standby.

Starting mission clock on my mark. Three, two, one, mark.

The mission clock is running. We have status green across the board.

Flight opposite is your route to go.

Thank you, Delta Bravo. We show zip time at 0823.

Telemetry is nominal.

Correct pitch to 320.

We'll be there momentarily.

You

okay?

Thank you, gravity.

Are you alright?

Your aunt will pick you up at the main gate.

That's right over there.

Good luck.

You know, you may fool a lot of people, Mr. Windham, but just know, you don't

fool me.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing. Nothing at all. I've got everything under control.

Fine. Let's go. We're going to be late for the meet.

Only taller and more miserable.

Yeah, I think so. Hi.

Oh, I can't believe you made it flying through space like that. I would rather

face 62 weeks of dental surgery.

Terra firma, that's my motto.

The firma the better.

Get it?

So, how's your mom?

Still skinny as a rail, I'll bet.

Yeah? Here, let me get your bag.

Oh, you starved. I don't know. I guess.

Yeah? I would take you home and make you something myself, but I figure you've

been traumatized enough for one day.

Okay. Go.

Yeah, yeah, okay.

I'm going to be calling.

Oh.

Oh.

Go.

Wait.

Take a look at what's coming.

You don't do that every day.

Who would want to do?

Oh, boy.

Why did they send you to me?

I'll never understand. I know zip about kids. I didn't even get them when I was

one of them.

You do eat this sort of stuff, don't you?

Pizza? Burgers?

Fries? I've never had any of it. Our food is hydroponically grown.

No dirt.

No preservatives.

No artificial coloring.

Wow. Put that much purity into my system, I'd be dead in 24 hours.

Isn't that outfit viral?

I mean, that autographed place doesn't look anything like what I've seen on the

news. It's like some time -warped village supreme.

Well, that's part of its appeal. All those overhead monorails and high -rise

megaliths in towns like New York and L .A. Enough to make your head spin.

Here, we just let progress take its sweet time.

Well, listen, hon, while you decide, I'm going to go wash my hands.

Ultragraphic at the store.

Pay attention.

So, like I was saying, I... So,

like I was saying, in the store, I would do this ultragraphic.

absolve me from interrupting, but my pack and I have a bet.

They think that with those clothes and that do, or shall I say don't, you must

be from some viral extreme place like Eastern Jersey.

But I guess you were simply getting a six -month head start on Halloween.

You win.

It's the Halloween thing.

Now, lend me that mask you're wearing, and I'll have the most hideous major

costume ever.

Not bad.

Can we scrub this mission please? I've suddenly lost my appetite.

Pretty gorgeous, huh?

They're interesting, but what's their purpose? I mean, our hydroponic chambers

are for producing oxygen, but you've got plenty of that.

Oh, down here, not everything has to have a purpose, hon. Some things, just

for your soul.

I know that this is the part where I'm supposed to offer great words of wisdom

and comfort, but that's why I'm such a bad grown -up.

I'm incredibly inept at this stuff.

Sweat minor, Aunt Judy.

I'm really glad you're here. A little family connection. Oh, it's nice. It's

been such a long time.

If you don't mind me asking, how come you've never gotten married or had any

kids? Well, unlike you, sweetie,

I've always been petrified of putting myself out there or taking a risk.

Yeah. Look where it's gotten me. Oh, no.

No, no. You're my hero.

You're brave.

Well, now, on that soul -bearing little note... Good night.

Zenon?

Know that I'm around if you need me.

A blocking chip has been installed in this unit.

Calls can only be made to... Mark and Astrid Carr. What? A blocking chip has

been installed... I heard you, I heard you.

Thanks a metric ton, folks.

Banish me, cut me off.

One sin minor in my life is a living black hole.

Have your attention.

We have a new student joining us today. Her name is Radon Carr. Actually, it's

Xenon. Like, that's a whole lot better.

People, people.

Xenon is no ordinary visiting student.

She comes to us having spent eight years on the Wincombe Space Station.

Hope she's had her shot.

Now, that's enough, Margie.

I'm sure there's a great deal that Xenon can teach us while she's here.

If you'll all be wise enough to give her that chance.

Okay,

new girl, you can't swim, can you?

What, Minor Commander?

I once swam from Perseus to Pleiades in a Class 5 solar flare.

Go.

needs to be hotter.

A little more.

exactly what you said to do. I heated it to 250 degrees Celsius.

Down here?

We're still using Fahrenheit.

So you made it twice as hot?

175, please.

175 what?

Oh, money. You must mean money.

Where she comes from, they don't have cash.

Yeah, we just barter with moon rocks and alien skulls.

Pay you back.

You know, the truth is, I think it's pretty macro you grew up in space.

Yeah? Well, I think it's macro you grew up here on Earth.

No, no, no. Easy.

Macro's a good thing.

Micro is bad.

Viral is nasty.

The graphic is beautiful. Excuse me, but I studied my schedule and nowhere on it

does it say anything about taking a foreign language.

Forget about Wyndham, Nebula says.

Who cares if he's up to something inky?

Do I listen?

Do I ever?

Oh, no.

You heard about that concert in space, right? Yeah. One girl gets to dance with

Protozoa. Did anybody tell you that that lucky girl was supposed to be me?

No lie.

You won that contest?

Uh -huh.

But will I be there for my glory moment, Major?

Negative. I'll be here, getting blown up and drowned in a torture chamber some

people like to call a school because I couldn't mind my own business.

Would it make any difference if there was some kind of lesson that you could

learn from this? Something about maybe the dangers of jumping to conclusions?

No, because I still fully believe I was right.

If you could have just... seeing that look Lutz gave me before I left them.

Okay, then. Would it make any sense to go and discuss this with Parker Wyndham?

Fetus Lapetus, no.

Whatever's going on up in that space day, he and Lutz are in it together.

I can feel it.

Wait.

Why is my door open?

It's just like nothing like this has ever happened to me before. It made me

really scared. I'm sorry.

Anyways,

thank you for everything, officer. Thank you. I hope you find him. And lock the

door on your way out, please.

You bet.

Well, this place is really turning out to be everything your mother warned you

about, isn't it?

Not a lot of crime in space, I'll bet.

Never for the bad guys to run to.

You know, the honest thing is, none of my stuff seems to be missing.

What about you?

It's all here.

I don't buy this random break -in stuff.

It was Lutz and Windham.

What would they be looking for?

Barely. Look, this is difficult major for me, but I have this situation I'm

dealing with, and I could fully use a little help. Last time I tried to help

you, I nearly got whiplash from the verbal assault.

Oh. Well, obviously your life is so lunarius you can't relate, but I was

a very bad day.

I'm sorry.

Look, I'd like to help, but I can't. I'm on my way out.

I work at a stable.

You know, horses.

It's kind of cool.

Do you want to check it out?

No, thanks.

Suit yourself.

Real horses?

Does it always smell like this around here?

Yeah. It's great, isn't it?

Not exactly the word I would have picked.

Cetus Lapidus.

Pretty alpha, huh?

Pretty humongous.

You're not scared of him, are you?

Me? No, of course not.

He's going to stay in his little box, isn't he?

Sure, until I let him out. Out?

Why would you want to let him out?

I thought you weren't scared.

I'm not.

I just think he looks very content where he is.

This is Pogo.

I'm going to bring him out and brush him now, all right?

See how mellow he is?

I think he likes you.

Want to give it a try?

Not like that.

What?

Come on.

Like this.

It's not so scary, is it?

Do you want to ride him?

Oh, no.

I can't do this.

Mistake major.

Just swing your leg over. You'll be all right.

It's so high.

Ready?

Go, Pogo.

I've never seen an ocean.

It was so beautiful out there.

Yeah. So your Aunt Judy said it was okay for you to go to dinner?

Roger that.

Now, riding a bike is something you do know how to do, right?

Greg, practically our whole space day gym is made up of bikes.

mention that those were stationary bikes?

Stellar!

Well, that gives a whole new meaning to the term O -Ring.

Oh, hot, hot, but good, so good.

Okay, what else can we order?

No, slow down. I said I'd buy you dinner, not ten dinners. No, but I can't

It all tastes so fully...

It's illegal.

Considering how many horses I'm going to have to groom to pay for tonight, I'm

glad to know you're loving it.

I am.

See, in space, we can only eat what we can cultivate.

Cows and little piggies definitely don't make the cut.

None of that bothers you.

It's home, Greg.

I've lived there since I was a little kid.

See, it's a penis.

What?

Lutz, where did he go?

Who? Lutz, I said. I saw him. He was staring right at me. You mean the guy

works for the WinCom guy?

You sure?

Mondo sure. Come on, Greg. Temporary evasion mode major.

Check.

Could my legs be any whiter?

They'd, like, glow in the dark.

They're fine.

Is it okay to... Yeah, sure, go ahead.

It's freezing.

What did you expect?

I don't know.

Everything here is so... different from what I thought it would be.

To me, your whole planet is just one big mystery extreme.

Speaking of mysteries, from what I can see here, the whole income operation is

not nearly as midas as it used to be. What'd you uncover?

Secret financial forms, confidential memos.

You hacked your way into their internal data bank?

Without breaking a sweat.

Stellar!

So, why would Wyndham promise the space day more money if he didn't have it?

That's the alpha question, isn't it?

All right, tell me again the weird look Lutz gave you.

We went through this already.

Okay, I put my luggage down, and I told Wynnum that he didn't fool me for a

minute. Then I picked up my luggage, and I turned away. Were you wearing that?

No, ain't Judy bought me this. No, no, no, not the shirt, the earring.

Yeah. Well, maybe that's it.

If Lutz was acting totally generic until you touched back your hair, maybe he

was reacting to the disc.

See, it's a penis.

Lutz had a disc.

In the main memory bank.

I don't know if he put something on it or took something off, but he definitely

had a disc.

Will you quit wiggling? I can't help it. One more block and my butt's going to

be ready for the discard bin.

What's that? What's happening?

Zenon, it's okay.

It's just rain.

Rain?

Rain. I remember this.

When I was real little.

Getting caught in a summer storm.

Wow. You don't get out much, do you?

Mm -mm.

I had an alpha time tonight.

Yeah, me too.

I'd better get inside.

Yeah. And don't forget, first thing tomorrow morning, we've got to get over

Andrew's, see if we can figure out what's on this earring.

See you there.

Come here.

You know what?

You've only been here five days, and already you're having better luck with

than I ever had.

I've never seen a disc like this one.

Come on.

Gregory,

are you going to do this all day?

Probably.

But it's so boring.

Hey, don't you want to go for a ride with me in my dad's hover limo?

No, thanks.

You always used to like riding with me.

Before she dropped out of the sky like a ton of space junk.

Reality pill, Margie. It was never you he liked.

It was the car.

Shut up, Matt.

Why can't I get into this thing?

You'll get it. Just keep trying.

You know, very... close friend of my father's works for IMC, and I was

isn't it only fair to let them know that their contest winner won't be around

for her big dance?

I'm going to be back there in time.

The concert is next weekend, Zenon. Do you really think your parents are going

to forgive and forget that fast?

I don't see why any of this is your business, Margie. It's not. My business

keeping you away from Gregory.

He's only helping me with a problem major.

That better be all.

Or I'll sprint to that view phone and tell those microbe folks that they need

pick a replacement.

Because the girl they thought was a winner is nothing but a stranded on

loser extreme.

A highly sophisticated, untraceable nanovirus that'll slowly continue to

replicate inside a system until the entire hard drive crashes down and self

-destructs. He disappeared.

Are you sure?

Considering the hunk of melted junk that now sits where my computer used to be,

I'm very sure.

Fortunately, after several hours of highly skilled maneuvers, I have managed

refashion his programming to an undo file.

That should remove the bugs from whatever system they've been introduced

Can you guarantee that? You should know that nothing can ever be guaranteed

until it's, well, put to the test.

Yeah, but to put it there, we would have to get it there.

That's a problem?

She's talking about the main computer on the space station.

Okay, if everything you're saying is true, Andrew, how come it hasn't come

crashing down already?

Well, the system your space station has must be incredibly powerful.

So, you mean Wyndham's bugs might not work? Oh, no, they'll work.

Big time. They just might take a little longer to do it.

Let's go.

Go? Go where? School's about to start.

Not for me.

My parents are in Jeopardy major.

Here you go.

I can't believe you still think I'm making this up.

I, more than anyone, understand how traumatic Earth can be, but you haven't

given yourself time to adjust.

Sweetheart, I still cannot regulate the oxygen flow to the rat cages. I can't

seem to find the glitch.

The entire experiment is hinging on this. I know, I know. Mom, this could

a part of what I'm trying to explain to you.

Xenon, tell your Aunt Judy to stop letting you watch so many movie trips.

I get up there to deliver the undo file Andrew created, you, Dad, and the

whole... space, it will be blasted into some universe minor. Would you mind

telling me why Wyndham would want to destroy his own space station?

For money? I don't know. I only know he is.

Okay, I get it.

You're still trying to make it back to the microbe concert, right?

This isn't about microbe, Dad.

Well, it certainly isn't about having learned a lesson down there.

Sweetheart, we know you're in a new environment and you're disorienting, but

seem to have made a new friend. Why don't you make the best of it?

Will you guys listen to me? You're running out of time.

Now, Besides the oxygen thing, what other systems are breaking down?

Nothing, Xenon. It's business as usual.

By the way, who is your friend?

Excuse me, Commander Plank needs you to meet him in Lieutenant Oreo's office

immediately.

Xenon, honey, we gotta go. Love you.

No, no, Mom, wait. Yeah, goodbye, sweetheart. Hey, you stay out of

okay? But... How

could she possibly know that the system failures are becoming more frequent?

There haven't been any news leaks, have there? That I've heard of. But I do know

this. When Xenon's on a mission, we should never underestimate what she's

capable of.

Here we go again.

Why can't they figure out what he's wrong?

I'm sorry your parents didn't believe you.

Yeah, me too. You know, for a girl who just got to this planet, you're awfully

hard to get hauled up.

You think that's an accident?

Chill, Major, boy wonder. I come in peace.

What do you want?

All I want is your earring.

It wouldn't look good on you. Do you know what that disc contains?

It's just a bunch of boring, complicated corporate records that wouldn't mean

anything to you, but happen to be very valuable to Mr.

Wyndham.

Meaning that you'll be in trouble, Major, if you don't retrieve it?

As a matter of fact, yes.

What do you give me for it?

What do you want, cash?

Nothing quite so tacky, Mr. Lutz.

I'll be happy with a ride home.

I thought you were home.

To the space station?

Oh, for crying out loud, how am I supposed to arrange that?

Ask your boss.

He's got a bunch of shuttles.

I give you a lift, and you give me the disc?

Instantly.

All right.

All right. I promise I'll arrange it.

Wait!

Write it.

Sign it.

Disc, please.

Hey, don't give that to him until you're boarding the flight.

Greg, show a little faith, will ya?

Besides, we have to learn to trust each other.

Right, Mr. Lutz?

Actually, wrong. See, now I've got the disc, and you have got... squat.

If we get this unblocked, you can call Nebula, but what good will it do if you

gave the disc to Lutz? You weren't listening, Andrew.

I said I gave him a disc, with my skill minor. But, ingenuity major, we can have

as many rainbow discs as we need.

All right.

Therefore, our attendance at the Interglobal Conference on Biotechnic

Harvesting hinges upon your acceptance and support of the following... Sir,

could I speak to you for a moment? Very well.

It's not my fault, but... You lost the what?

Hey, come on!

Hey, it's working. It's going through.

Andrew, you're a miracle worker.

Uh, no applause.

Just, uh, some money.

Nebulator, oh, it's me.

I've missed you so much. Is everything okay up there?

I mean, you guys aren't having global meltdowns yet, are you? Venus, look,

Tidus, how did you know? The attitude thrushers are all messed up. The whole

base has been going through these wild plungers and scary dips. It's been

Oh, Neb, look at you. You're alive, happy, gaseous. Tell me all about it.

tell you megabytes when I see you.

But listen, everybody up there is in danger of mortis. And my parents are

on planet denial.

I can't get into all the inky details, but I was right about Wyndham. He put

this gunk ball nanovirus in your computers.

We tried uploading the undue disc from here, but we can't. The only way I can

possibly help is to get up there with the disc. And to do that, I need you.

What can I do? Go to the shipping bay.

Check the schedules and let me know when the next cargo ship is set to go up

from here. That means I have to break in down there, Z. So?

I'm not you, you know. Sorry, Neb. For today, you're going to have to be.

You have a video grab.

I hate to do this. to you, Aunt Jude, because you've been stellar major.

The things have gotten desperate beyond words, and right now it looks like I'm

the only one who can save my friends and family.

Cryptic, I know, but since Lutz will most definitely be back looking for me,

less you know, the better. You see, he's viral in the extreme, and you do not

want to tango with him, okay?

Now, I'll give you updates the nanosecond I possibly can.

Thanks for everything, and I hope to see you soon.

Who knows? Maybe you'll even get brave and come visit us in space.

Gotta go. Love you. Bye.

Go?

I'll see why you had to wake me up for this.

Because it's emergency major. Your dad has the cold pad. And if I'm getting

caught down here, I am not getting buses alone. Okay, okay.

Here it is.

Seven.

One. Five.

Four.

It's the cargo shuttle schedule we're looking for? Yeah.

Look, here it is.

Whoa! Talk about your comma major.

I'll say this, Lapidus. There's a ship set to be launched tonight.

What happened?

Something gaseous, that's for sure.

Sounds like the entire station shut down this time.

You know, when you're up there, the sky never seems quite this massive.

Isn't it weird to think they're all up there? I mean, my parents and my

They're all in danger mortis, Greg, and they don't even know it.

They're going to be all right.

I know it.

Why hasn't Nebula called back?

Three hours they've been stuck in here, Leo.

Shouldn't the backup generators be kicking in?

And why don't these dumb doors have manual overrides? How should I know? Am

playing the blank?

Jesus.

Supernova.

I don't know if you want to hear this, but... If you leave now, I'm really

to miss you.

Really? Yeah.

You're not like girls around here.

You're, uh...

I don't know.

Alpha extreme.

See this lapidus, Greg?

If you want to kiss me, just do it.

I'm... I'm sorry.

Dare to try again?

Come on, Greg.

Quiet. Don't wake my parents.

But how do I drive without your parents? It's got an autopilot. How can we drive

it still?

Hello.

I could have sworn I told you to stay away from Gregory. Margie, I'm dealing

with a crisis major, and Greg is a big boy.

I'm here to tell you, stop being such a half -tone. All right? I'm not your

boyfriend. Not since she arrived.

Not ever.

I never was. I never will be.

Swallow the reality pill. Read my flapping lips.

Okay? Xenon or no Xenon, I will never be your boyfriend.

Is this negotiable? Maybe I caught you at a bad time. I could come back

tomorrow.

Hey,

in case you people are blanking here, Xenon's got a very short amount of time

talk her way onto that shuttle.

You're leaving us?

Sorry to break your heart, Marge, but the space thing needs me. In that case,

Andrew, pop the trunk.

I have to come along and say goodbye.

So, you do know how to pilot this thing?

What's to know? As long as you've got the ignition code and enter departure

destination points, supposedly my dad keeps his puppy programmed to do all the

rest.

Supposedly?

Think we ought to go to the cops.

Yeah, right.

My own parents didn't believe me. Why should they?

It's over.

When those nanovirus will chew through all the systems, everybody up there will

be... finished.

It's really awful.

But wouldn't it be viral if the explosion happens while Microbe's there?

What did you say?

I wasn't trying to be cruel.

Margie, Margie, Margie!

You feeling all right? Margie, you are a mega genius. I know.

Why?

Well, Microbe, they've got to be heading up to the space station for their

concert.

Right?

I'm sure that rock and roll fans around the world... It's not that I've lost.

I'm frustrated.

I have no idea where she is.

Exactly, oh. With an update, here's Julian live from Wimcombe headquarters.

Dozens of people and diehard rock fans have gathered in anticipation of today's

launch of the shuttle that will be transporting Micro, making them the

rock band in outer space.

Hello, pal.

I'm sure we're not on your list or anything, but, uh, this is Zenon Carr.

You know, the microbe contest winner.

And, uh, it's alpha vital that you speak to protozoa ASAP.

Did you say Zenon Carr?

That's me, all right. Guess you've heard of me, huh?

Would you step out of the vehicle, please?

I've got explicit instructions to detain you. You mean, like, take a prisoner?

All I know is Mr. Windham is very anxious to get a hold of you.

I'll bet he is.

Sorry, Chief. Love to hang around, but gotta rock it.

I came up with the concept for the first rock concert in space as a way of

saying thank you to the crew of my Wincombe Space Station.

Look, there it is.

Being a visionary... Michael's got to be waiting backstage. But it's a burden

that I'm willing and prepared... I'm going in. ...to carry.

And being visionary is what Wincombe Enterprises has always been about.

That's how the Wincombe Space Station came into being. Ladies and gentlemen,

this time I'd like to introduce to you two of the people responsible for the

concepts, design, and execution of the world's first commercial space station.

Our conceptual engineer and project manager, without whose exceptional

is Mr. John Frederick.

John, take a bow. Can you believe I'm going to get to ask the Spice?

Mr. Zella?

It's me.

Zinankar?

Your contest winner.

Listen, I'm here instead of up there, but you have to take me back up there

you. Back here, right here. Listen, I don't have a lot of time to explain, but

it's urgent, Major. You have to believe me. You're my one and only hope.

Hold on, it is you, isn't it?

Got you now, kid.

Game over. Sorry about this, Mr. Zoe. We'll get her out of here at once.

No! No, tell them. You have to tell them. It's urgent and a viral extreme.

go. Gentlemen.

You obviously don't know who this is.

All we know is that we have orders to deliver to Mr. Wyndham.

What a disappointment. All my adoring, despised fans are waiting to see me

with her up there in space.

I don't think so, boys.

Lacey, will you do me a favour, darling?

Please escort Miss Carr to the space shuttle.

I'm going?

You're taking me with you?

Yes, of course.

As much as I loved you before, now I love you even more. Of course you do.

Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

Mr. Zordas is strictly against regulations.

But, Mr. Zordas... Boys.

You're going to be Wyndham's monkeys for the rest of your lives.

Or might you consider a career in rock and roll?

Rock and roll. All right, then.

Without further ado...

Let me introduce the group who, to my way of thinking, has always been out of

this world. Ladies and gentlemen, Mike Grohl!

You know, I love you. It's good to see you. So, uh, today's journey is... One

small step, the microbe.

And one giant leap for rock and roll!

Sir,

excuse me, hello?

I'm looking for my niece.

Seen in car?

You and everyone else around here, lady. Oh, so she's here.

Well, who do you think wrecked my gate?

Sorry about that, but I gotta go.

Sending such a popular group up to the space station hours before is going to

self -destruct. What a perfect smoke screen to keep any fingers from ever

pointed at you. Yes, if only you hadn't allowed that little brat to steal our

disk.

Where is she? What have you done with her? Who is this woman?

I am Zena Carr's aunt, and I demand to know where she is. I can assure you she

isn't here.

Well, that's not what the guy at the gate said.

Then the guy at the gate was mistaken. I am Parker Windham, ma 'am. And there's

nothing that goes on here that I don't know about. Look, she's here. She's

determined to get back to the space station with Protozoa. Find him and you

almost certainly find her.

Oh, no.

Let's close this machine.

Wait.

Everyone's strapped in?

Make sure those seatbelts are securely fastened.

Stand here for shuttle liftoff.

Stand here for shuttle liftoff. That shuttle's not going anywhere. We're not

responsible for you.

We're ready for liftoff.

space, right? I mean, I'm going to outer space.

Yeah, right back.

Um, listen, Aunt Judy.

Yes? There's some stuff that I should fill you in on.

Oh.

The cooling and the heating systems are down. The living module is freezing.

The tech module is swelling.

Well, at least it's bearable in here.

For the moment.

The entire habitat wing lost power about an hour ago. Yeah, right about the time

the attitude thrusters started acting up.

happening.

As if there isn't enough going on, sir.

Comlink's reporting that the shuttle -carrying microbe will be arriving

the hour.

The whole world has to be turning its eyes on us now.

Sorry, sir.

We're doing the best we can to keep things going.

We'll wave them off. At least they can save themselves.

Without refueling, they'll never get home.

If we get to total system failure, none of us will.

Good thing you can sing better than you can play poker.

Cheeky little skimp, isn't she?

Mm -hmm.

Um, there is one thing I should mention.

There's this little situation happening on the space day that I need to take

care of when we get home.

But don't worry. You'll fully love being up there, and I've got everything under

control. We can only hope.

Breathe in, Judy. Okay. Slowly. Okay.

I'm breathing.

I hate flying.

Again.

A toothpick is never going to work, Lutz. Don't you have a laser knife? What

I, a boy scout? No, what you are is an utterly and totally useless, overpaid,

smineless, grumbly, incompetent, jabbering...

We

confirm hard dock on shuttle in bay.

Welcome to

the Wincombe Space Station. I'm Lieutenant Schiff.

George is on.

Pleased to meet you.

Zero -G technician to the bridge on the double.

We're currently experiencing a few technical glitches. Nothing to be

about.

Right this way.

Turn off all non -essential systems.

Give me more. Oh, sir.

What are you doing? Break out, extreme commander.

But Winneman and Lutz are trying to bring down the space station. I'm the

one who can stop that. And, sir, as hard as it may be to believe she's telling

you the truth.

Who are you?

Judy Kling.

I'm Venom's aunt.

Edward Plank.

do that. We have to refuel and cool the booster cell. No, we don't. We have to

leave right now. I'm sorry, sir, but there... No excuses.

Just do it.

Even if your credibility wasn't unbelievably shaky, nothing you're

makes any sense. That's because she's the one who tampered with your systems,

Commander, and she's patheticly trying to cover it up by blaming me. He's a

liar. A monster liar. I am not going to engage in a name -calling contest with a

teenager.

You know you'll lose. The main computer's gone flatline. We've got less

minutes. That's what I'm trying to tell you.

It's all because of him. If you continue to allow this child to speak to me in

this manner, I will have this entire station shut down once and for all.

I have no time for bickering now.

Xenon and her aunt are in my office. See that they stay there.

Relax in my VIP lounge. We will sort this out after I get the space station

under my control. Commander, I need emergency refueling. I have to leave

immediately. I bet you do. That's enough. Go. Go.

Go. Go. Go. Go. Go. Go. Go. Go. Go.

Go.

Go.

700 channels. I can't get one report on what's going on in space.

You can't talk to Z -Mound directly.

Z?

I can't believe it. What's going on up there? You guys okay? Emergency major,

where's Andrew?

What's the static?

You unblocked my communicator for calls between Earth and the space state, but

now I can't get to make local calls.

Where are you?

In more trouble than I've got time to explain. Listen, call Nebula, tell her

that Andrew... Judy and I are being held captive in Plank's office and she has

to come and get us out.

You just got there and you're in detention already?

Call Nebula!

Code red. Emergency condition on all levels.

Code red.

Emergency condition on all levels.

Just my luck. The one room in the whole space where the ceiling tiles don't come

loose.

and fill them in. I've got to go to the main memory bank and try to undo what

Windemann left me. Okay. All right, bye. Bye.

What about those scary guys? Aren't you afraid that they're going to try to come

into your space shuttle and get out of here?

Sweat minor, Aunt Judy. I've already taken care of it.

This was a great plan, sir. A great plan.

Only one small hitch I might point out.

We weren't supposed to be on board when it self -destructed.

Incorrect. Accent. And from when the virus originated from here. We just

figure out what to do to stop it.

Full system failure in 30 seconds.

30 seconds.

This was supposed to be the same place to live.

Any last thoughts, sir?

Get away.

I've got to undo this.

We'll talk later, okay?

I've got a space day to save.

Total system failure in 20 seconds.

Not if I can help it.

Incorrect. Access code.

I know this.

I can do this. What's the story, Sinan?

It all turned out to be exactly like I told you, sir.

One of them has left a plant with a virus in our computer, so our space day

would come crashing down and we couldn't collect the insurance money.

Incorrect. Access code. Total system failure in...

Nine. Eight.

Seven. Six.

Five.

Arrest those men.

I am so proud of you.

and we've still got a long way to go. Now, this next part of the show was

supposed to be when we bring up our contest winner.

But she's kind of requested a slight alteration in our plans.

I mean, once you save the entire space station, what can you possibly do for an

encore, right?

So, she's asked me to do two things for her.

Number one,

she'd like me to dedicate this next song...

to a very lucky guy named Greg.

My supernova girl.

In a planetary world.

Breathing in you give me air. I'm living off your soul of glass. Could you be my

supernova girl?

to pass her winning dance on to somebody she says is always there for, without

question, for every adventure she ever proposes.

Everything a BF should be.

Nebula, according to Xenon, you're the true winner, mate. So why don't you come

on up there? Come on!

Go!

No, no, you won.

You go.

All right, all the way back on the shuttle again.

to Kajillion times since I've been home.