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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.