We Can Never Return To The Way We Were

[cartoonhottie2009]

She was a respectable scientist, valedictorian and 4 college degrees. He was a rocket jockey fresh out of the academy and already had achieved most the medals they had to offer. She had been around animals since she entered this world, so human nature was almost a foreign langue to her. He had been born a social butterfly, raised to know the difference of right and wrong. Her social skills where almost zero to none, having learn that the weakest creatures where the first to be picked off. He believed in finding the best in people; that deep down everyone had an ounce of good in them.

Needless to say that they where complete opposites, maybe that’s why they were attracted to each other. At first they clashed, she thinking he was just another closed minded environment ignorant moron, he thought she was a shallow environmental hippy who only cared about animals and plants more than people. But soon enough they started to see the other’s good points, and like most hate-love relationships, they soon married. Their lives went back to normal as they return to their routines. He saved the galaxy from evil; she saved species from poachers and extinction. They lived like this happily for a while, until they discovered that there would soon be a third addition to their household.

As the months passed, so did the decision of the name. He wanted a boy, to follow in his footsteps and would fight side by side when he was older. She wanted a girl, to carry on the proud female history her side of the family held. Clothes and cradles, highchairs and how to books where bought. Everything was planned to the last detail until the big day finally came. She went into labor early in the morning, and was at the hospital before sunrise.

At first it looked like it would be a natural birth, but when the baby showed no signs of movement they decided to perform surgery, out of fear that time was running out. For what felt like 30 hours to him, he was finally allowed into the room. There she was the newborn in her arms and surrounded by white, she looked like an angel. He was a little disappointed that the blanket was pink, and she was gloating over her being right, but looking at his child’s face made him melt like butter for the first time in his life.

They told him he could rest in an adjoin room, so that she and the baby could be in a sterile room. He was awaked by the code blue alarm and a nurse. There was something wrong with her breathing and blood pressure, and needed surgery quick. He was told she would pull though and not to worry. He stayed behind and waited for her return. She never did. As he held the now motherless babe, he christen her the name her mother picked for her.

Jillian Andrea Isabelle Lightyear.

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Please Be kind. And I kinda need an idea for a better title. And A BIG thank you to xrsmechainic15 for proof-reading this!

[Warp Darkmatter]

Well, I'm not very good at this, but I'll it give a shot.

It seemed a little short, but that's fine if there's more coming. ((I would like to see more)) I'll have you know you almost made me cry, but I guess that means you did a good job capturing that one moment.

So... Keep it going kidd!

[cartoonhottie2009]

Teenage Wasteland part 1

It wasn’t like she hated her father with every fiber of her being, she had pleasant childhood memories of him fussing over her when she was sick, piggyback and pony rides when she wanted to be a cowgirl space ranger, and him re-reading the same story for the six hundredth time as she fell asleep. But that was when she was a child, she was suppose to be daddy’s little princess. She was now a young woman, a blossoming flower. She had to leave such childish things behind.

“Jillian Andrea Isabelle Lightyear!” She cringed at her old lady like middle name. “You’d better get a move on or you’ll be MIA!” Giving her messy brown hair a quick brushing, and throwing on a pair of well worn jeans under her baggy tee, Jill took the stairs two at a time before tripping on the last one and crashed into a well muscular man at the bottom of the stairs. Rubbing his purple capped head, he glared at the young girl before him sternly. Grabbing her hand and helping her up, he crossed his arms as she dusted herself off.

“Young lady, what have I told you about stomping down the stairs like a herd of Jo-ad moozels?” Buzz Lance Lightyear was a fair man, believing in justice for all and procedure. But when rules were broken, he stood strong until rightful punishment was set upon. Jill grabbed a slice of toast and wolfed it down before kissing him on the cheek.

“Sorry Dad, I’ll be late. Can I get a rain-check on the stairs lecture, okay?” She said grabbing her backpack and bolted for the door. She gave a surprised yelp as a strong hand clamped down on her shoulder and pulled her back. “Dad!”

“No, no ‘rain-check’. You know better than to stomp down those stairs like that. You could have seriously hurt yourself.” She was going to be late if this kept up. Putting on her best sorrowful face, she looked at her father sweetly.

“I’m sorry dad, you’re right. I’ll be sure to go down the stairs much more carefully from now on. I’ve could have seriously hurt myself, or broken something.” Buzz smiled at his daughter and patted her head, unknowingly causing her to scream inwardly. Quickly making her way to her bike, she waved at their neighbor, Mr. Hayman. She was about to unlock it when her father yelled out to her.

“Don’t worry, Sweetie pop! Daddy will drive you to school!” Her heart stopped after hearing those words. He walked out and put his suit in the back seat of the hover car before waving her over. She had no choice; if she did biked she’d be late for the third time and would get detention. Groaning, she plopped into the passenger seat. Buckling in, Buzz smiled and ruffled her hair sweetly before pulling out.

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Whistling a happy tune as he drove towards Jill’s school, Buzz didn’t notice the dark aura next to him. Jill was quickly trying to devise a plan on how to escape the upcoming doom that would soon befall her, when her father called her back to reality.

“This takes me back to when you were a baby.” Oh. My. God. No. “I’d drive along and you would giggle and coo to the radio. And when we would get to stop lights I’d make faces at you, causing you to laugh your cute little head off. And once you-”

“You can drop me off here, dad.” She said quickly, pointing to a sidewalk that was 5 feet from the school, cutting off the beginning of an embarrassing baby story. Buzz blinked in confusion but did so. Giving him a quick kiss, she jumped out and ran towards the front steps of the school. Smiling as she began to enter, a familiar voice reached her ears.

“Bye muffin! I love you!” she froze as her father’s cheery voice echoed through the school yard. Turning, she saw that he was parked right in front of the student drop-off pathway. Waving bye, he drove off as other students looked on in bewilderment. Oh god, oh god, they’ll know, they’ll totally know he’s-

“Whose loser dad was that?” One boy quipped after the shock wore off. Jill smiled a bit. They didn’t see him, she was still safe…

“Don’t know, but if he was mine I’d move to an abandon asteroid as soon as possible.” She casually said causing a few kids to laugh in agreement. Walking through the doors, she smiled inward, pleased at her successful acting. Flopping into her seat she prepared for the day before her.

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“Hey, hey Lightyear. I was beginning to think you’d never show up.” A blue man joked as Buzz fell into his chair. Breathing out a sigh of relief as he sat back, he smiled at his partner.

“I had to drop Jillie off at school this morning.” He said looking at his desk, photos of Jill at different ages scattered across it. Turning his computer on, he continued to talk to his partner as he began to work. “So Warp, what’s on the agenda for today?” Warp sighed as he flopped into his chair.

“Nothing but paperwork. I tell yah, I hate the routine desk duty policy.” He grumbled as he typed his password in before working on the mountain of forms he had. Buzz smiled as he checked his e-mail for any reports he may need to sign. Going through them, he stopped at one that had an address he hadn’t seen in a while.

“Huh, I got an e-mail from Jill’s school.” He said clicking on it and reading the context. “It says that want me to come in for her career day…today!” Warp looked at him puzzled.

“Her career day?” Buzz nodded as he quickly scribbled something down.

“each student has a day in which their parent and/or guardian comes in and tells about what they do, so that way the kids have a better idea for their future plans.” Sending the note threw the tube, he received a response seconds later. “Great! Commander Nebula is letting me have the morning off to go!” He said reading the note and getting up. “I’ll go and pick up a burger at Cosmo’s that way I can work threw lunch, and finish these reports before the end of our shift.” Walking to the door, he waved good bye to his partner before disappearing behind the doors, leaving Warp to his paperwork.

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Okay after a long writer's block, i've finally return!

[cartoonhottie2009]

Teenage Wasteland part 2

It was a normal morning in classroom 402 of Gamma junior high. Pre-teens of each and every planet in the Galactic Alliance giggled and gossiped amongst each other before the bell rang, when a teal bat like woman walked in. Clapping her hands to get the children’s attention she sighed as they continued to talk to their friends about the latest trends or if they saw what happen on TV last night, meaning this called for drastic measures. Taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth and let out a loud sonic blast, either knocking children to the ground or throwing them up against the back wall of the room. Scrambling to their desks after regaining their scenes, the kids smiled sweetly at the woman.

“Good morning Mrs. Vexus.” The class said in synced. Smiling sweetly, she started to write on the blackboard.

“Good morning class, now that I have your attention, let’s get to today’s schedule. We’ll start with Jillian’s career day guest.” Mrs. Vexus said writing out the words ‘Career Guest’ in big white letters. She froze when a soft cough was heard, and turn her head to see that said student’s hand was up. “Something wrong Jillian?”

“Um, my dad couldn’t come. He’s really busy with work.” Jill said bashfully. Mrs. Vexus looked at her sadly.

“Oh…I’m sorry to hear that. Well I guess these things can’t be helped.” The Chiropteran like woman said before patting Jill on the back and smiling sweetly at her. “We’ll just take attendance and have silent read then.” Walking back to her desk, she sat down, pulled out a folder containing the attendance sheet and began to read off the names. Unbenounced to the rest of the class, who where whispering about Jill’s always absent parents, she was celebrating in her mind. She had avoided two situations in which her parentage would have been reviled. Snapping back into reality, she noticed her name was coming up on the roll call. “Hammerhold?” Mrs. Vexus called before a raven haired grasshopper like girl raised her hand. “Lepton?” A blond girl with deep blue eyes smiled and raised her hand. “Liteyear?” Jill was about to raise her hand when a loud knocking was heard from outside the door. Getting up, the young teacher walked out of the class as a tardy boy dashed in. Panting the boy smiled broadly.

“Buzz Lightyear is outside!” As soon as this left his lips, all the kids gasped and gleefully whispered in excitement…well almost all the kids. Jill was pure white as she began to shake. How? How did he find out? She shredded all the notes, deleted all the e-mails, and never passed on the phone calls. Bonnie Lepton, the blonde blue eyed girl and one of Jill’s closes friends in school, squealed in delight.

“Oh. Mai. Gawd! Buzz Lightyear! I’ve seen him at Star Command when my dad takes me to work with him!” Petra Hammerhold, the grasshopper like girl and daughter of Senator Hammerhold, blew a lock of hair from her face as she sighed.

“Down girl,” She joked “Don’t make Jill and me duct tape you to your seat. Right Jill?” Pausing for a bit for a response, she looked to her friend when no response came. “Uh, Jill?” Both girls panicked as their friend was white as a sheet and gasping for air as the teacher reentered. Clapping her hands, she quickly got the kids’ attention as she smiled.

“Class, settle down. Today we have a very special career day guest.” Jill sank in her seat as her father walked proudly in. “The Buzz Lightyear!” Smiling, he stood at the front of the class.

“Hello there, kids! I’m Buzz Lightyear. And as you know, I’m a space ranger.” A boy in the front row raised his hand. “Yes, you there in the front.”

“Mr. Lightyear? Why did you come to our class?” Buzz looked at him oddly.

“Because I received an email telling me that today is Jill’s turn at career day.” The room went silent as all eyes fell on said girl. Praying for an asteroid would strike her where she sat; she felt their questioning eyes befall onto her. “There she is! Hi Sweetie Pie!” Jill whimpered as his view locked onto her. The boy who had started all this, looked at him in shock.

“Jill Liteyear, is your daughter?” What was wrong with these kids?

“Of course she is! She’s my lil’ space cadet!” Buzz said as he walked up next to her before he knelt down and gave her a hug. Blushing like mad, she remained quiet all threw out his speech about what it was like to be a space ranger, eyes glued to her desk. After what felt like an eternity of humiliation, it was finally over. The bell rang and after giving Jill a kiss on the head, he saluted the students then left. As the students gathered their things and left for their next classes, Jill was bombarded with questions.

“What’s it like to have THE Buzz Lightyear as a dad?”

“Do you get to go to Star Command and play with the LGM?”

“Have you ever gone on a mission with him?”

“Did he really save an entire planet with a broken jetpack and a half charged laser?”

“How come you’ve never said anything about being his daughter?” Slamming her books down angrily, Jill glared at them.

“It blows because people expect you to be like him, yes I do but only when he’s super busy, no I haven’t, yes he did, and because crater headed dorkwads like you bother me with stupid, annoying, obvious questions. OKAY?!” The kids nodded slowly and stood back as she stormed out of the classroom. After getting as far away as possible, she hid under the stairwell leading up to the second floor, and cried. Why did he have to come here? Why did he always have to ruin everything? She had it great up until now, she had fooled everyone by coming up with a new last name, told everyone her parents were super busy and couldn’t come to events. She was treated like everyone else, no special treatment, and no annoying questions, no anything. But now the truth was out, she was the daughter of the galaxy’s greatest hero. And just like in elementary school she’d get annoying questions, odd looks, and picked on relentlessly. For the rest of her study hall period she remained there, crying until the bell rang for math. Collecting herself, she cleared her face free of tears and went to her next class.

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Another chapter, please resond, a little comment or questions would be awsome

[cartoonhottie2009]

Teenage Waste Land pt.3

It was 3:30 at Gamma junior high. The last bell had ringed and the school yard was filled with students of different races and species either boarding school shuttles, or getting into their parents’ car. Humming a merry tune as he drove, Buzz pulled up to the school’s front driveway. Before he could even put the car in park, Jill hopped into the passenger seat and buckled up.

“Hi-dad-gotta-lotta-homework, so-can-we-go-now?” She jumbled out in haste. He just blinked and looked at her confused.

“Oh, yeah, okay.” Pulling out, he noticed that she breathed out a sigh of relief before sinking back into her seat and looked out her window with a morose look on her face. “Something wrong, my little Butter Bean?”

“No.” She hissed coldly, replacing the gloomy look with a scowl.

“Oh, well, did anything interesting happen in school after I left?” Buzz asked smiling. Grinding her teeth together, she growled darkly.

“No.” Smiling he ruffled her hair.

“Oh…I think something is wrong with my lil Pumpkin Lumpkin, why don’t you just tell daddy what’s-”

“YOU!” She screamed, almost causing him to swerve off the road. “It’s you! Why did you have to come to my class today?” Looking confused, he nodded.

“Well…yeah. I got an email at work telling me that it was your turn for career day and-”

“I had it great! I convinced everyone that my last name was spelt L-I-T-E! That I was in no way related to you!” She yelled, causing Buzz to glare at her angrily.

“Jillian Andrea Isabelle Lightyear! Is that why everyone was so surprised? Young lady, why would you lie about-?”

“Because I was so sick of it! I was so sick of how people treated me!” Pausing he looked at her, her face scrunched up in an upsetting matter. “I was so sick of being asked the same questions about you over and over. So sick of people having such high expectations of me, but quickly disappointing them when I failed at something you’re good at. I was just so sick of no one asking me what I like, or what I want to do…” She tilted her head down and started to cry. The rest of the ride was quiet, saved for Jill’s hiccups and sobs. Pulling into the garage, both father and daughter sat in awkward silence before she got out and went inside to do her homework, leaving Buzz to sigh in frustration.

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Working at his desk in his home office, Buzz glanced over his shoulder to look into the family room through the open door to check on his daughter. Jill was happily playing with a toy piano, randomly slapping different keys and laughing at the sound they made. Smiling, he returned to work, listening to the sound of the keys and her giggling. After a while, he noticed that it had become suspiciously quiet. Quickly turning around he saw that Jill had pulled herself up with the help of the coffee table and was now standing up on her own. Holding his breath, Buzz watched as she turned her attention towards him and slowly wobbled to him. Sliding out of his chair he got down on his knees as she neared him. Holding his arms out the toddler finally reached him and collapsed onto his lap. Panting a bit, she tried to get back up but was scooped up by her father’s strong arms and hugged close to his chest.

“Look at what you did!” He gleefully said. “You stood up all by yourself! And look how far you walked!” Smiling, he turned his head. “Ozma! Come-” he stopped as his smile faded a bit. “Oh right…I forgot…” Gently tickling his daughter’s feet, he smiled sadly as she laughed. It was at times like these he wished she was there to witness their daughter’s growth and firsts. The toddler saw how upset her father was and hugged him around the next in hopes of making him feel better. This got him to smile warmly at her, but a cold feeling of depression swept his heart.

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Buzz sighed as he looked through the album before him. Staring at the photos before him, he gently traced a finger over a picture of him giving Jill a piggy back ride; he smiled as he thought back. Her sweet little face greeting him when he awoke, her terrified whimpers when her nightlight died, her bubbly laughter when he gave her, her favorite rubber duckie when she got her baths, but the one thing he never forgot was the look of idolize and admiration when he’d tell her about his past missions. What had he done to make that starry eyed look disappear? What had happen to his sweet baby girl that wouldn’t sleep unless he kissed her goodnight? Or wouldn’t eat unless he played the star cruiser spoon game? Gently closing the cloth bound book, he got up and walked towards Jill’s room. Opening the door a smidge, he peaked in. Finished worksheets were spread out on her desk as she was asleep in her chair. Picking her up, he gingerly put her in her bed and kissed her head as he tucked her in. Tiptoeing carefully threw the mess of the preteen’s room; he slowly closed her door behind him before heading to his room and getting into bed.

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The next morning, Buzz was at the breakfast table, reading his paper and drinking coffee from his #1 dad mug. He lowered his paper a bit as Jill came down the stairs, one at a time. Grabbing an apple, she looked at him.

“I’m going to school now.” Pausing a bit as he looked at her sadly, she sighed. “Love you dad.” She said before leaving him alone. He sighed as he watched her go. Taking a bite out of the apple, she unhooked her bike and rode off to school. Unaware of what her actions had affected her future.

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Please reply, please show me that i'm not just typing for my heath...

[Tonetone1224]

I really like this story! I am interested in seeing what happens.

I don't know a lot of people who like Buzz and Ozma as much as Buzz and Mira xD It's nice for a change in pace.

[cartoonhottie2009]

Teenage Wasteland part 4

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“And then she said it was me! That she was sick of the ‘Special Treatment’ she was receiving.” Buzz said as he depressingly told Warp of the actions that had transpired the night before. After finishing their routine desk duties, the two were back on star cruiser 42 and on patrol. “Don’t kids like it when their parents are famous?” His partner shook his head and sighed.

“You’re missing the point. She just wants to show people that she’s her own person. But no one can when they expect her to be just like you.” Pausing he looked at Buzz. “And it probably doesn’t help that you’re treating her like a child and showing off her baby photos that you keep in your wallet.” He glared at Warp.

“Hey! Those are adorable sweet memories.” Raising an eyebrow at him, Warp shook his head.

“No, their embarrassing. And it doesn’t help that you’re showing them off every chance you get.” He added, reminding him of every water cooler gathering. Raising a finger and opening his mouth to disagree, Buzz stopped and slowly let the words sink in. Warp smirked. “You’re realizing I’m right, aren’t you?” Glaring at him angrily, Buzz went back to piloting.

“Let’s…just get back to patrolling.”

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“What about Glinda?” Looking up, Buzz turned his attention from the crib’s instruction manual to his wife, who was looking threw a 1000001 baby names book.
“Ozma, we are not naming our baby after the good witch in the Wizard of Oz, I mean, who names their kids after story book characters? That’s just ridicules.” Pausing as her face donned a death glare, he chuckled nervously. “But you and your sister Dorothy’s names suit you perfectly.” Sighing, she closed the book and rubbed her swollen belly.

“No, no you’re right. This baby deserves a unique name. She needs a name that will fit her perfectly.” Standing up, he glared at her.

“Whoa there, who says it’ll be a girl? It’s too early to tell.” Smiling, Ozma looked at him slyly.

“Because I’ve been craving sweet things, my stomach is riding high, and because I say so.” Buzz looked at her unimpressed but she just smiled at him sweetly. Sighing, he returned to assembling the crib.

“All I’m saying is it’s too early to make assumptions. We need to plan for either possibility.” He gave a sharp yelp as he pinched his finger into a slot as he tried to jam a bar into it. Shaking her head, she smiled as she walked over and took the screw driver from his hand. Watching in amazement, it only took her two minutes to put the crib all together, where as he was struggling with it for an hour.

“Whatever you say, Rocket jockey.” She smirked coyly as he huffed and pouted as she handed him the screwdriver back.

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“Jillian Lightyear?” Mrs. Vexus said as she handed a test back to her. Looking at the grade, she smiled as a big red A+ proudly looked back at her. But her smile faded as a boy next to her also saw it.

“Wow, guess being Buzz Lightyear’s daughter really does pay off.” Glaring at him, she crumpled the paper between her clenched fists.

“I earned this grade. I stood up half the night studying for this test. Unlike you, I didn’t cram at the last second before class.” She snapped coldly, causing the boy to shake. “Got it?” He slowly nodded yes as she turned around and shoved her test into her backpack. This had been the fifth snide remark about her dad today. And it was only first period. Sighing she took her book out for class and skimmed it as the day trudged on.

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Parking her bike inside the garage, Jill gave a half hearted wave to Mr. Hayman as she walked in the steps to the house. Opening the door, she jumped a bit as Buzz was standing in the living room, arms crossed and a stern look on his face.

“Dad? What are you doing home so-”

“Jillian, we need to talk.” Looking at him puzzling, she pointed to her bag.

“But, I’ve got homework to-”

“Park it, Jillian Andrea Isabelle Lightyear!” He barked, pointing to the couch. Quickly doing so, she donned a deer in the headlights look. He never raised his voice at her, even when she really deserves it. Walking over he sat down next to her and placed his hands together. “Honey Bear, I know how hard it is to be in school. Peer pressure, homework, trying to be you, making friends…hormones,” He coughed a bit uncomfortably at the last part as Jill moaned and hid her face in her hands. “But I know how harder it would have been if Nana Lightyear was famous and no one saw past that when they looked at me.” Putting a finger under her chin, he lifted her face so that she would be looking him eye to eye. “I’m sorry that I didn’t pay attention to your problem. But I wish you’d talk to me when you’re having troubles. You mean so much to me, you’re all I have left of your mother, and I love you with all my heart.” She looked at him sadly before hugging him tightly. Buzz was taken aback, but returned the hug with one arm and rubbing her head with the other. Hiccupping she buried her face into his chest.

“I love you too dad, but it’s just so frustrating when people expect so much out of me when they find out who you are.” She whimpered as he rubbed her back soothingly. “And when I do try to tell you, you make me feel like a little kid by calling me by my old baby nicknames.” Nuzzling her hair he held her close.

“I’m sorry sweetie, but I still see you as my lil girl who’d play in the mud in nothing but her birthday suit.” He chuckled nervously as she glared at him, a blush covering her face. “But I do promise to start treating you like the young woman you’re becoming.” Smiling, she hugged him tighter as he looked behind her at a photo of her mother. Holding her closer to him, he looked longingly at the woman smiling back at him. As he held his daughter close to his heart, one thought came to mind. ‘Would this still happen, if you were here?’

[cartoonhottie2009]

Criminating Caring pt.1

As the years went by Buzz was finding it harder and harder to keep up with Jill. It had been five years since the whole ‘Career Day’ fiasco and she was now seventeen and a junior in high school but what was worst was the fact that she had gotten more forceful and rebellious since hitting puberty, much to Buzz’s annoyance. But the one thing he hated most was the ‘special’ attention she was receiving from the opposite gender.

It all started one fine spring day. The birds were singing, the sun was shining, and Jill was outside, tending to her garden. Buzz was in his office when he noticed that the ceiling fan light was dying so he went to get the step ladder out of the garage. When he came out, something caught his attention. Jillian had stopped gardening and was now talking to a young man that he had never seen before. It really didn’t help that Jill was wearing black shorts and a gray tank top, giving the boy a free show to her slim figure. Walking over to the two he growled in annoyance that the two didn’t noticed him.

“Well hello there.” The two teens jumped and turn their attention to the adult before them, as a blush crept onto their faces. “And…just who might you be?” Buzz said trying his best to keep his anger in check as he forcefully smiled at the younger man. The boy gulped and held his trembling hand out before speaking.

“Chi-Chip Winger, sir. I-I’m the new delivery boy for Planetary Gardens.” He stuttered as He motioned to the delivery van. Buzz remained in his stern father stance as Jill sighed in frustration. “I-I was ju-just delivering some Rhizomeian flower bushes t-to the H-Haymans, w-when I g-got into a c-conversation with your daughter…” Chip stumbled as Buzz continued to glare at him. Putting his hands on his hips, he turned his attention to Jill, who was glaring at him.

“Jillian, why don’t you go to your room and put something more…appropriate on?” Jill crossed her arms in anger as she frowned.

“Why? What I have on is perfectly-”

“That wasn’t a suggestion that was an order, Jillian Andrea Isabelle Lightyear!” Growling at him for using her full name, she huffed angrily before storming into the house. Waiting until she was inside, Buzz turned his attention back to Chip, still trembling. Grabbing the younger man’s still extended hand; he grasped it tightly causing the boy to wince in pain. “Now, how about you go over to the Haymans, deliver those bushes, and go?” Standing there like a deer in headlights, hand being crushed in a vice like grip, Chip didn’t know what to do next in this situation. “Double time, mister, move it!” Buzz snapped. Quickly regaining his senses, the teenager return to his truck, dropped the bushes off then sped off. No sooner did the hover van disappear did Jill return, now clad in a purple tee and gray sweat pants. Looking around, she sighed in frustration.

“You scared him off, didn’t you? Why do you always do this? Why do you always chase off anything with a XY chromosome that comes within a 100 radius of me?” She scowled him annoyed. Crossing his arms, he looked at her sternly.

“Because, little missy, all teenage boys that age are driven by their testosterone and hormones, they have one and only one thing in mind when they see girls such as you.” Jill just looked at him unconvinced.

“Not all of them are like that. And you can’t possibly think that they are.”

“Yes they are, and yes I can because I was one once.” He snapped, remembering back to his pre-adult years. No way was he going to let one of those grabby little monsters near his precious lil girl. Letting out a frustrated sigh Jill grabbed her gardening things and went back inside mumbling under her breath darkly along the way. Buzz rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly as their neighbor, Mr. Hayman walked out of his house. Taking one look at the single father, he knew what had happen.

“Teenage girl problems there Buzz?” Looking at the teal man he nodded.

“I just want what’s best for her. Why is that hard for her to understand?” Shaking his head, he couldn’t help but sigh. “She’s just so…so…so…” Looking for the right words, Mr. Hayman helped find the perfect ones.

“Like her mother?” Pausing, Buzz looked at him in a sideswiped matter, and then slowly smiled longingly. Short reddish brown hair shined almost as brightly as her violet blue eyes. A perfectly curved body with soft sun kissed skin. Lips like plush rose petals, usually forming frowns, but mostly curved into a seductive smile that melted him like butter. She had a hard time being social because of her upbringing, but she had the purest heart of anyone he knew. People would scoff and scowled her for her love of animals, because of her ranking them higher then people, calling her shallow or uncaring and usually making fun of her behind her back. But she let those cold looks and jeers roll right off of her. All she cared about was him and her animals. As long as she had those, she would hold her head high and continued her work in saving endangered species and starting a family with him.

“Yeah...” he said warmly. “Just like her mother.” Sighing, he wished she was still around, especially at times like these. Mr. Hayman patted him on the shoulder in comfort, but paused as he looked down at his lawn.

“Uh, Buzz? May I ask you something?” Looking at the older man, the father nodded. “What happen to my new Rhizomeian flower bushes?” Said bushes where scattered across the green lawn, as if someone had thrown them out of a moving vehicle at top speed.

[cartoonhottie2009]

Criminating Caring pt.2

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Angrily falling onto her bed, Jill grumbled about her rocket jockey father being unfair. Sighing as she grabbed her laptop off her desk, and opened it to check her emails. Skimming threw them; she stopped at one with a familiar address. Checking to make sure that her father was still outside, she opened it.

211 Orbital Trekian Street
9:00pm on the dot
Come alone with the following objects

Scribbling down the address and materials she needed, she deleted the email before she grabbed her bedside phone. Speed dialing the first number in the caller dictionary, she waited for the other end to pick up.

"Hello?" A young boy's voice responded after a few seconds of a pop techno song. Sighing as she shook her head half heartedly, Jill couldn't help but smile.

"Peter, what are you doing with Petra's phone?" Before she got an answer, an angry female voice was heard before a scuffled broke out. Finally, after a few minutes, a girl's tired panting voice answered.

"Hello?" Peter's muffled angry voice sounded echoed in the background.

"Hey Petra, did I call at a bad time?" Petra Hammerhold snarled a little as she propped a chair against her closet door as her little brother tried to get out.

"Not until my parents get home." She sighed as she sat on her bed. "So what's up?"

"I need you to cover for me again." Jill said pulling out a duffle bag from under her bed. Petra froze and grabbed her brother out of her closet and threw him out of her room.

"Don't listen in on us or tell mom and dad I shoved you in my closet and I promise you can eat ice cream until you puke, and you can play with my phone. Deal?" Smiling, Peter nodded and dashed downstairs. Making sure she was alone, she returned to the conversation with her friend. "Okay, spill. What's going on?" Jill sighed as she was stuffing objects into the bag.

"I need an alibi for 9 to 11pm. Bonnie moved away after her parents' divorce and there's no one else I trust more then you." Moaning in frustration, Petra rubbed her eyes.

"Fine, but only if you tell me what's going on." Going threw her drawers, Jill pulled out a pair of black pants and a black sweat shirt.

"It's just a meeting with some other eco fanatics. If my dad calls, tell him we're working on a project together."

"And what if he asks what subject this project is for? Or what if he wants to talk to you or my parents? Then what, smarty pants?" Jill grabbed a folder filled with enlarged photos and carefully placed them on her folded clothes.

"Simple. It's our heath class project on smoking hazards, if he asks for me I'm in the shower getting glue out of my hair and I'll call him back in which case you'll call me on my cell alerting me of this so I can call him back. And finally if he asks for your parents, your dad's having a business call in his office and you mom went shopping. See? All figured out to the last detail." Petra blinked in amazement then wrote down what Jill had said. Despite having such an honest father, the younger Lightyear had quite a knack for weaving a tale. After ending the conversation, Jill finished packing and grabbed her bus shuttle schedule. Checking what one would take her to her destination; she grabbed her bus pass and placed it in the front pocket of her bag. All that was left to do now was to wait.

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Buzz sighed as he relaxed on the couch. The Alpha Rockets where facing off against the Delta Boosters tonight, and nothing would ruin it for him…until Jill walked into the room. Groaning a bit he turned the channel to the documentary on Karn. But she walked right past him as she grabbed her coat and placed a duffle bag on the ground.

"See you later dad. I'm going over to Petra's tonight." Shutting the TV off, he stood up and glared at her.

"What for young lady?" Smiling sweetly as she zipped up, she slung the bag over her shoulder.

"We have to finish our heath class project. We're almost done so I should be home around 10:30, 11 at the latest. It'll depend if her brother bothers us." Kissing him goodbye she left her father behind. He tried to disagree when she stopped at the door. "Have fun watching the game dad, hope the Rockets beat them." As she shut the door behind her Buzz stood there thinking for a bit, and then quickly turned the TV back onto the game. Jill walked down the street towards the bus stop. Operation: Trekco was a go.

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Everything was quiet at the headquarters of Trekco inc. the largest makeup company on Capital Planet or any planet for that matter. Well…almost quiet except the six figures in black hiding in the large bushes next to it.

"Where is she?" One girl snapped, her six eyes glaring.

"She is so late." A boy growled, crossing his four arms.

"Forget her! Let's just go!" Another girl snapped her fire orange hair glowing as her yellow skin shinned in the pale moonlight.

"HEY!" The three jumped as a well toned boy glared at them. "It's only 8:57. I told her 9 sharp, she'll be here. Even if she doesn't show up, we couldn't go through with the plan without her." Another girl walked up beside him.

"Oh? And what makes her so special?" She asked coldly, brushing her purple hair out of her blue face. A shorter boy with a trunked nose nodded

"Yeah Tyler, what does she have that we don't?" Tyler sighed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"She has Intel of the building's security. She knows how to get us in and out undetected. Not to mention she knows the place top to bottom, meaning we know where to hit them where it hurts." The group jumped when a twig snapped behind them. "Relax." Tyler smiled as Jill walked out of the bushes. "Our 'map' has arrived." Pulling on a black hat and gloves, Jill smiled at the leader.

"Hope I'm not too late to the study group." She smirked coyly as she tied a black handkerchief around her neck. Tyler returned the smirk as he shook his head.

"Nope, nine o'clock on the dot. You're right on time." Crossing his arms, he looked at her. "You ready to roll?" She sat her duffle bag on the ground and pulled out blueprints of Trekco inc. and placed them on the ground.

"Hot off the press." She joked as she pointed at a sector. "This is where the testing lab is." Placing her finger on a small box, she drew a line down. "There's a broken air duct here. We can enter at the bottom and climb up." She looked at the rest of the team. "One hitch though, they removed the fan but the protective grill is still there." Tyler smiled and pointed at the boy with four arms.

"Not a problem. That's what Kift is here for." Smiling she nodded.

"Then we're in and out in no time, without leaving a trace of who we are to boot." Happily Tyler grabbed his bag.

"You heard the lady! Let's move!" The other teens grabbed their bags as well and headed towards the building.

[Tonetone1224]

Oooo~ This is getting interesting. She really IS taking after her mother xD

[cartoonhottie2009]

Criminating Caring pt.3

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The air duct was surprisingly clean given that it hadn’t been used in months, the boy with four arms thanked mother Venus for that. He loved animals, don’t get him wrong, but when spiders were crawling all over you in personal places it could make a Rhizomeian curse out every dirty word in the book. Finally reaching the top, he formed every muscle in his second left arm to form a ball and punched out the metal grid covering with ease.

“You alright up there, Kift?” Jill called up after the rest of them heard the painful sounding punch. Smiling down and her he shook his head.

“Yep, didn’t feel a thing.” He called down as he climbed into the lab. Pulling out a rock climbing rope, he tied one end to a support beam and after testing the durability of it, tossed the other end down the shaft. First up was the boy with the trunked nose started to climb as the others soon followed. Finally entering the laboratory, Jill placed her bag down on the ground and walked over to the others who were gathered around the elephant like boy. Fishing around the bag he pulled out six crème brulee torches.

“I got these from my dad’s restaurant. He ordered too many of them and asked me to sell them online for him.” He said handing one to each teen. Smiling, Tyler patted him on the shoulder.

“Good work Joseph. Bonus points for getting rid of the serial numbers on them.” Shaking her head, Jill chuckled to herself as she walked up to the wall of cages at the back of the lab. Her heart felt like someone struck it with a nail as over fifty small animals looked at her with pleading eyes. It was like they were either saying ‘please help us’ or ‘Are you here to hurt us some more?’. Clicking the torch until a small flame finally flickered on, Jill smiled warmly at them.

“Don’t worry little guys,” She whispered sweetly as she stroked a Jo-Adian bunny on the head. “You’ll taste sweet freedom in no time.” Burning the lock off, she took the small mammals out and placed them into a carrier like the others. After a good twelve minutes, they slowly lowered the carriers down to Kift who placed them in either of the two vans they drove there. After lowering the last one down the two girls with yellow and blue skin open their bags and tossed out six cans of spray paint to each teen. Taking the cans they started to spray the words ‘Monsters’ ‘True lower beings’ ‘Free those who can’t speak’ around the lab. After using the last drop of paint in the cans, it was Jill’s turn to shine. Pulling out the folder, she carefully lifted fifty enlarged photos of the animals in their poor living conditions and handed out eight pages to the other five kids while she took ten. Placing the photos in the now empty cages, they finally finished and cleaned up after themselves. As they were picking up, Jill noticed something. “Hey…where are Tyler and Arabella?”

“Don’t know…” Joseph said placing the empty torches away. The girl with purple hair and blue skin walked up behind Jill and tapped her on the shoulder.

“I saw them go out the double doors and down the halls about ten minutes ago. Tyler had his bag with him” The girl’s twin who had orange hair and yellow skin walked up to the two.

“I saw them before that. Ara was going through your bag.” She said pointing to Jill. After hearing this, she grabbed her bag and quickly rummaged through it, and noticed only one thing missing.

“The blue prints! If I don’t get that back we’re screwed!” She cried as she scrambled to her feet and dashed off after the two. “Thanks Bleu thanks Dre!” Sneaking down the hall, she saw a light on in one of the offices. Dropping to the ground she crawled under the door’s window undetected. She kept this up, either crawling or hiding; she was able to pass by security guards or janitors. She had checked up to three of the five stories of the company when she finally found Tyler reading the prints in front of the power supply room. “Tyler! There you are! What were you thinking? I need to get the prints back or we’ll-” He smiled and gently placed a finger on her lips, he gave her a sly smile that made her melt like butter on a frying pan.

“Hush my sweet little GPS. Don’t worry about a thing.” He whispered. “I’m just finishing up here.” Rolling up the blue prints, he handed them back to her. Tilting her head a bit, she gingerly took the prints from the boy’s maple syrup colored hand.

“But… we already finished getting all the test animals out, spray painting, putting photos up and cleaning up after ourselves. We’re all ready to go.” A cold sharp chill ran up her spine as Tyler smiled coyly and gave her an eerie chuckled.

“Oh Jillie, Jillie, Jillie.” He clucked his tongue as he slowly shook his head, not once did his smile fade. “So sweet, so innocent, so pure minded. Did you really think this was all we were doing? Sure we saved these animals from testing today, but what of tomorrow? What’ll stop these monsters from getting more poor animals to test their useless products on?” Stepping closer to her, Jill felt herself back up against the wall; soon he was just inches from her. “Tell me Jill. Didn’t you tell me that you wanted to follow in your mother’s footsteps? That you wanted to help free oppressed animals from cruelty?” He was now looking her dead in the eyes, nearly nose to nose with her. “Well, what better way than to hit them where it hurts?” Feeling his breath on her, she tried her best to compose herself.

“But, this will. Trekco will shut down after the police see the lab when they investigate the break in, just like all the others.” She said, trying not to gush over the boy in front of her. She felt the hair on her neck stand straight up as he gave that eerie chuckle again. Brushing her thick brunette hair out of her icy blue eyes, the ice soon melted as he gazed into them with his fiery mahogany orbs. Cupping her chin with his hand, he slowly leaned in as his black hair tickled the side of her face as he whispered into her ear.

“Sweet Jill, the only way to kill the beast, is to cut out the heart and burn it.” Confused for only a second, her eyes went wide as she began to realize what he was talking about. Looking around, she saw that not only was Ara missing, but so were her and Tyler’s bags. Looking back at him, Jill felt her heart race and skin crawl.

“Tyler?” His name felt like poison in her mouth. “WH-Where’s Arabella?” She took a sharp breath as that coy smile reappeared on his face. “Tyler?” he hushed her as he gently stroked her face.

“Shhh, my sweet, let’s just go. I promise, it’ll be all right.” Leaning in, his lips nearly touched hers when she shoved him away.

“Tyler, what are you planning? Where’s Ara?” Before she got an answer, a loud deafening boom nearly made her head explode, and a rough tremor almost brought her to her knees. After the loud ringing finally cleared out of her head and her vision return to normal, Jill looked at what had happen. The window on the door to the power room was blown out and smoke was billowing out. She looked at Tyler in horror as the red emergency lights lit up the floors and a siren shrieks echoing threw out the halls. “Tyler?” That creepy smile never wavered. “What did you do?” Holding his arms out, he threw back his head and laughed.

“Setting an example. No one will ever dare try to test on an animal again after this. If they even try, they’ll quickly remember what TVA did here; Teens for Vengeance for Animals will go down in history!” Looking at her, he chuckled under his breath. “You like, my love?” She glared at him darkly.

“No I don’t. There are people here! That explosion could have hurt someone!” She felt her skin crawl as he smirked back at her, the red lights giving it a spookier look as they bathed over him.

“Exactly. You know the saying, an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth; you know how many animals they killed over the years? How many Jo-Adian bunnies they threw out with the trash? So what are a few worthless humans lives? There’re plenty more brainless cockroaches where they came from.” She glowered at him as he laughed.

“You won’t be laughing when they send your sick mind to the electric chair for mass murder. This is going too far; killing innocent people won’t do a thing!” She paused as her walkie-talkie went off. Grabbing it off her hip she clicked it on. “Mama Thrashasaurous to Canary Squid?”

“You alright?” Kift’s panicked filled voice squeaked. “I heard a bang and the whole place started shaking! Everyone’s here but you, Tyler, and Ara.” Jill froze in fear as she slowly turned towards their leader.

“Tyler…? Where’s Ara?” A muffled cry was heard over the blaring sirens. Looking to the power room, where an orange glow was flickering from the other side of the broken window, she dropped the walkie-talkie in shock and quickly darted towards the door where the painful screams where coming from. But before she could reach the door knob, a hand grabbed her wrist and yanked her back.

“Forget her! We’ve got to get out of here before the Space rangers come!” Tyler yelled over the fire alarms and sirens. Looking back at the door in uncertainty, a memory seamed to pop up and stick to her racing muddled up mind.

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She was about five or so, playing in her backyard when a distressed chirping reached her ears. Looking around she finally found the source. A tiny newly hatched blue winger chick was at the base of the tree, trying to fly back up to its mother, who was crying out just as loud. Jill concluded that it must have fallen from its nest and luckily landed on the soft grass surrounding the tree. Pulling out her pink handkerchief, she carefully scooped the chick up and wrapped it up (keeping its head uncovered so it could breath) before placing it in the breast pocket on her purple overalls. Getting a good grip on the trunk, she climbed the tree with ease; carefully making sure the chick wasn’t squished along the way. She had made it halfway when two strong hands grabbed her around her small waist. Making sure the chick was fine, she looked behind her, only to see her father’s angry face.

“Jillian Andrea Isabelle Lightyear! What have I told you about climbing trees?” He paused halfway through his lecture when he saw the tiny chick’s head as she carefully turned her body to show him why she was breaking one of his rules.

“He fell outta da twee.” She lisped as she placed a hand protectively over the peeping chick. Looking at her for a bit, Buzz sighed and lifted her up to the nest. Smiling, Jill carefully placed the chick back into its home. Setting her down next to him, he couldn’t help but grin as the mother bird nuzzled her baby lovingly. Patting his daughter on the head, he ruffled her hair playfully as he gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Couldn’t leave a fallen comrade behind, huh? You truly are a Lightyear, sweetie.” He said proudly as he held her close to him.

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Snapping back into reality, Jill couldn’t shake what her father said. Pushing Tyler away she darted for the door to the burning room.

“Are you crazy!? You’ll both burn to death!” He cried over the alarms. Opening the door, she glared at him.

“A Lightyear never leaves a comrade behind!” Turning her back to him, she hissed. “You want to leave like the sniveling little coward you are, then be my guest.” She didn’t dare look back at him as she ran into the Power Room and into parts unknown.

[cartoonhottie2009]

Criminating Caring pt.4

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Kift sat in the driver’s seat of his hover van, watching in horror of the scene playing out in front of him. Thick black smoke was billowing out of the third floor of Trekco, the same floor that three of his teammates where last heard from. He had lost contact with Jill over ten minutes ago leaving him worrying over their current condition. Grasping the steering tightly wheel with all four of his hands, he nearly had a heart attack when Joseph tapped him on the shoulder.

“Kift? Buddy, the Violet twins already left, we’re way behind schedule as is. We really got to get-”

“NO!” Kift yelled slamming a clenched fist against the dashboard, causing the boy in the backseat to flinch in terror. “Five more minutes, alright?” he coldly snapped. “Just…five more minutes.” They both jumped when Tyler jumped into the passenger seat and quickly buckled up. “Tyler? Thank Mother Venus, we thought you were a goner!” Pausing a bit, he noticed that Tyler was alone. “Hey…Where’s Jill and Ara, man?” He jumped a bit as Tyler glared at him. Threw a layer of soot and his eyes red from the smoke, he shot Kift the scariest look that would make Zurg run away in pure fear.

“Just. Drive.” He hissed his voice dry and crackly from breathing in so much smoke. Kift and Joseph traded worried looks to one another. “NOW!” With no other choice, he started the van and drove off, a feeling of guilt flooding his very soul as he did.

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Staying close to the ground as the fire raged around her Jill called out Ara’s name, silently thanking herself for earning that fire safety badge while she was in the junior space rangers. The smoke passed above her as she felt her face burn from the raising heat. She needed to find Ara and fast before the whole room became hotter than a star cruiser engine. Finally calling out a tenth time, she was greeted by a faint whimper, almost masked by the crackling and roaring of the flames. Following it to the source, she found Arabella, trapped under a mountain of fallen rubble. She coughed out the toxic smoke as her six eyes where tear filled.

“Please…” She wheezed as she mustarded up enough strength to speak. “Please…help me.” Jill didn’t waste a second as she looked at the mountain of burning fallen debris on her friend. Finally she dug out an arch around the girl and with a quick yank she pulled her free without causing the wreckage to collapse on the two. Jill took a deep breath and dragged Ara out of the blazing room before the two of them succumbed to smoke inhalation. Kicking the door open she sighed out a breath of relief as she laid Ara on the ground and placed her jacket as a makeshift pillow under her head so the girl could breathe easier. Now that she got the two of them out of the fire, she knew they were both still in danger. They had to get out of the building fast before the Space Rangers showed up. A loud voice snapped her out of her stupor as she looked up from Ara’s soot covered face to the once empty hallway.

“You two, freeze!” A young Space Ranger stood standing at the end of the hall, hand on his laser, ready for anything. Craters, Jill thought. Not only were they caught, but they were caught by a rookie ranger. This was such a perfect night. Raising her hands slowly, she didn’t hesitate for a second.

“We’re unarmed. But my friend needs medical attention a.s.a.p. She was trapped under burning debris and inhaled too much smoke, use your wrist communicator to radio medical help.” Looking at her for a moment, his stern expression never once wavered; he slowly did as she had asked. Jill looked down at Ara sadly as EMPs quickly responded and tended to her. She was then roughly yanked to her feet by the young ranger and had cuffs slapped onto her small wrists.

“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can and will be held against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney-” she didn’t pay attention to him as she was lead away to the star cruiser. Her hat had been removed, reveling her face to the other rangers, and hushed whispers began to circulate behind her back but she didn’t respond to any of it. She just prepared herself for the world of trouble she was in for.

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Buzz hummed as he fixed himself a victory sandwich as the game ended. Alpha beat the Elas 110 to 109, so he was in a very good mood. Taking a bite out of it, he noticed that it was well over 11 o’clock and Jill still wasn’t home. Getting worried, he picked up the phone to call the Hammerholds when it rang right before he could dial.

“Lightyear residents, Buzz speaking.”

“Buzz? It’s Nebula” Even though the other man couldn’t see him, Buzz saluted out of habit when he heard the commander’s voice.

“Sir! What seems to be the problem? Another Zurg dastardly deed?”

“Well…no, not exactly. It’s…”

“Star Cruiser in need of assistance?”

“No. Not that, it’s…”

“Runaway Crystalic fusion tanker?”

“Uh…no. It’s an eco-terrorist attack. We have two of the members, one in custody, the other one’s at the hospital being treated for their injuries.”

“Great sir, can you brief me about the rest when I get there in a bit? I need to check in on my daughter first.” He paused a bit as the commander gave an uncomfortable cough. “Um, sir? Are you alright?”

“Uh, yeah, Buzz? There’s another reason for me calling you about all this…” Nebula said as he rubbed the back of his neck as he turned to look out of his office to Jill at a booking officer’s desk.

[cartoonhottie2009]

Criminating Caring pt. 5

The minutes seemed to click by like hours. The hushed whispers of the other rangers swirled around her as she sat handcuffed to her chair. Rubbing her hands together in a nervous manner, Jill waited next to Commander Nebula’s office on a metal chair for all hell to break loose. The whole waiting game felt like she was back in school, sitting outside the principal’s office as she waited for her father to arrive because she got into another fight. She had been a bit of a tomboy growing up, and would often get into a lot of schoolyard scuffles with bullies who made fun of her because of who her dad was. But now, instead of being labeled as a problem child, she was being labeled as an eco-terrorist along with being charged with trespassing, robbery, attempted murder, and arson. Sure she was guilty at maybe two of those things, but she wasn’t a fire obsessed maniac killer. Gnawing on her bottom lip, she kept thinking of ways to talk her way out of this whole mess. She jumped when the door next to her swooshed open and an older man with a metal peg leg stepped out of the office.

“Alright kiddo,” The well tanned man started, his bushy mustache twitching a bit as he spoke. “You wanna wait until your father gets here, or do you want your lawyer?” Shaking her head no, Jill knew what she had to do.

“I don’t need either. I’ll talk to you alone.” Commander Arnold Nebula looked at her oddly for a bit.

“You sure about that, kiddo?” He asked. Jill was like a granddaughter to him, and even though she was in a world of trouble, she was still just a kid. Nodding her head, he shrugged as he un-cuffed her from the chair and led her to his office. Sitting down at his desk, Nebula tapped his fingers against the cool metal surface. “Alright, let’s start from the beginning.” Sighing Jill took a deep breath.

“I’ve done nothing wrong. All we did was take imprisoned animals being abused cruelly and unfairly. And under Galactic law, animals are not considered property unless proper paperwork says otherwise, in which case Trekco has no right to file property claim. We weren’t there illegally, Ara’s the sole heir to Trekco and she has full right to invite people to view her company, even after hours.” Raising an eyebrow at her, he almost looked unconvinced.

“Okay then, you’re cleared of two charges off your arrest. But unfortunately, it’s the lesser two charges. So how about we just go over the biggies you still got.” Jill sighed, she knew this was coming.

“We had no idea about the bomb. We’re a nonviolent group.”

“Really? Cause I’ve got a half destroyed cosmetic company, 3 injured and a girl recovering from smoke inhalation that says otherwise.”

“We didn’t know about the bomb. We were going to just save the animals and go. Our ‘leader’ was the one who brought it and set it off.” Jill said, keeping her anger in check.

“And who might this ‘leader’ be?” Jill blushed a bit as she thought of him. His warm reddish eyes with a smoky gray ring around them were as alluring as they seem to pull you in. Perfect white teeth gleaming as his plush lips curled into a smile. Jet black hair fall gently in his face as his warm maple syrup colored skin complemented the rest of his strong tone figure. But her blushing slowly faded as his evil smile in the red light appeared in her mind, his eerie crackle was still ringing in her ears. Straightening herself up, she looked him straight in the eye.

“If I give you the leader and the evidence that the others and I weren’t involved in the bombing, will you let us go?” Raising an eyebrow, Nebula thought it over.

“How do I know your little ‘group’ won’t do this again if I do?”

“Because, with the leader gone, we’ll stop. They’re the only one who could calculate our so called ‘attacks’. With them gone, we’ll just fall apart.” Watching her a little while longer, he sighed and nodded.

“Fine. You’ve got yourself a deal. But remember this lil missy. If I catch so much as a hint of TVA anywhere in the galaxy, you r little behind is going in a cell faster than you can say ‘right to remain silent.’ Am I clear?” Nodding in agreement, she smiled as he started his paperwork. She freed hundreds of cruelly treated animals, Stood up for herself, saved a friend from burning to death, and just escaped a first class shuttle ride to PC-7. Things were looking up for her.

“WHERE IS SHE?!” Jumping a foot off her seat, Jill looked back at the door. Standing there was the last thing she ever wanted to see in the whole galaxy. Her father was gripping the doorframe, red with rage, and frowning very disapprovingly. Taking one look at him, she felt the color drain from her face. Marching over to her, he crossed his arms as his gaze turned to the Commander. “May I take my daughter home now? Or do I have to post bail for her?” Nebula shook his head.

“Nope, she talked her way outta it. All she has to do is give me the ring leader to this whole fiasco circus.” Looking at the now trembling girl who was sinking down into her chair, he almost felt sorry for her. “Well?”

“T-Tyler Mclean.” This got Buzz angrier.

“Oh, you better hope this ‘Tyler’ is a girl with a boy’s name. Or you’re gonna wish you were on the next shuttle to PC-7.”

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It was an awkward ride home for the Lightyears; save for Buzz’s teeth grinding loudly, it was dead quiet in the car. Finally parking in the garage, he turned the car off and pointed towards the house, eyes never leaving the window shield.

“Your room. Now.” He hissed darkly. Grabbing her bag, Jill did as she was told. She trembled in fear as she opened her bedroom door. She had never seen him so mad in her whole life. Gently placing her things down, she sat on her bed and waited. After 30 minutes of waiting passed, her heart sank when his loud footsteps were heard coming up the stairs. Opening her door, Buzz walked in and crossed his arms, an angry glare on his face. She couldn’t help but wince as this whole scenario reminded her of when she was younger and after getting into major trouble would be sent to her room where he would make her wait a bit before coming in and turn her over his knee. She shuttered at the painful memory. “Alright,” She snapped into present time when he started speaking. “Let’s start from the beginning. How long have you been a member of this gang?”

“It’s not a gang!” she yelled. “It’s a group of teens saving abused animals!” She paused as his stern glare only deepened. Chuckling nervously, she looked at him sheepishly. “Uh, we formed about 2 months ago after biology class.”

“And just what did you do in this…group?” Oh boy, this wouldn’t be pretty.

“Oh, uh, well…we would…enter cosmetic companies’ labs…”

“You mean breaking and entering.” He said sternly. Rubbing her arms she shrugged.

“Well…yeah you could call it that…if you want…” He scowled a bit. “Then we would save cruelly kept animals being held against their will.”

“Stealing private property.” Buzz said.

“Well…kind of yes…kind of no…” she said hiding the sliver of anger of how her father saw animals. “Then we’d put up words of discouragement to the owners of the cosmetic companies…”

“Graffiti.” He hissed. Biting her tongue, she nodded.

“Then we would leave evidence of said crimes so that the authorities would see and arrest the companies’ owners.” Surely he couldn’t object to-

“Vigilante justice.” Well, craters. Taking a deep breath, she calmed down her nerves.

“That’s all we did. We’d leave. None of us knew anything about the bomb. I swear.” After a few seconds ticked by, Buzz finally spoke.

“So you basically broke almost every law by breaking into buildings, stole,” Trying to voice a defense, she was interrupted as he continued. “Defaced private property and partake in unlawful justice. Not to mention you used a friend to lie for you, broke curfew, and what’s worst, you lied to me.” Looking up, Jill saw that he had a slight hurt expression on his face. Was he really hurt over her lying to him, or was he just embarrassed that his seemingly perfect little girl was now a hoodlum and would ruin his reputation? “And all of it for what, for some stupid little furballs?” Reputation. Glaring at him, she hissed.

“They’re not stupid.” Before he could reply, she stood up. “They’re not little furballs. They’re tiny creatures who can’t fight for their freedom, or cry out when they’re being tortured. And they don’t get any help because of people like you, who think they’re nothing but stupid little furballs!” She knew she was on thin ice but she didn’t care, she had it with her father’s ignorance on animals’ rights. “Good God what did mom ever see in you!?” She froze as Buzz gave her the scariest death glare she’d ever seen and raised his hand. She closed her eyes and quickly turned her head away, waiting for the slap. When it didn’t come, she slowly opened one eye and looked. He was just standing there; hand in position, twitching as he held himself back. Breathing out a frustrated sigh, he relaxed.

“You’re grounded for two months. No TV, no computer, no going out what so ever. We’ll talk more in the morning.” Turning, he left her room and shut the door behind him. Flopping on her bed, Jill screamed her frustrations out on her pillow.

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“Buzz?” Warp asked his academy buddy as he was staring out into space. The two young cadets were at the diner Cosmo’s, along with another academy pal, Ty Parsec. Taking a bite out of his sandwich, Ty looked Buzz over.

“Maybe Cosmo’s chili finally fried his brain.” Giving him an unimpressed glare, Warp turned his attention back at his quiet friend.

“Come on buddy, your chili’s gonna eat threw the bowl and table.” After not getting a response, he looked to see what his friend was staring at. “What in the galaxy has you so-?” He paused as he saw the source of his friend’s self induced coma. Sitting at the diner’s counter was a genuine beauty. Silky reddish brown hair was neatly tied up in a ponytail as ivory colored skin seemed to glow heavenly. She was kinda scrawny for his taste, but she already had his pal under her spell. Smirking at Ty, he motioned to the young lady that had bewitched their friend. The two smirked evilly at each other as they whispered out a plan.

“Hey Buzz, old buddy, if you don’t want me to go over to her and introduce you, move a muscle.” Ty said. Waiting a minute for a response he got up. “Okie dokie, if you insist.” Warp prided the clamped spoon in Buzz’s hand, finally snapping him out of his trance.

“Huh? Whu-what’s the matter?” He asked dazedly. He was almost smothered by a napkin Warp shoved in his face. “Hey! Warp! What are you-?”

“We’ve got to clean you up there before your future wife walks over here.” The light blue man said pushing the chili bowl away. “Don’t want her to think you’re a gassy slob.” Pushing his friend’s hand away, Buzz glared at him.

“Warp, what are you talking about?” Looking across the table, he panicked when he saw that Ty was missing from his seat. And with a quick turn of his head, he saw that he was next to the girl he was ogling over. Grabbing Warp by the helm of his suit, he pulled him close. “What are you two doing?!” Smiling innocently, Warp raised his hands in defense.

“Why Buzz, whatever do you mean? Me and Ty are merely trying to introduce you to a young lady that you are clearly interested in. Oh, look, here she comes now.” He said openly, causing Buzz to let go of him and stare at the girl walking over. “I’ll leave you two alone.” Warp said sliding out of the booth, taking the five alarm chili with him. Buzz gulped as the young woman walked up to him.

“Your friend said that you wanted to talk?” Her voice was a smidge monotone, but was very sweet. Looking behind her at the diner’s counter, he growled as both of his friends gave him the thumbs up. Turning his attention back to her, he smiled nervously as he stood up.

“Buzz Lightmeet nice to year you…I mean…Buzz Lightyear nice to uh meet you.” He stammered a bit embarrassingly correcting himself. She tilted her head to the side, but shook his hand.

“Ozma Furbana.” She plainly said. Sitting down, Buzz noticed that she had an intern badge clipped on her hip.

“So, you’re an intern at Star Command? Whu-what department are you from?”

“Animal research and Wildlife preservation.” Smiling, Buzz nodded.

“Oh, ye-yeah! Animals, they’re cute and fluffy…except the ones without fur…those are cute and smoothy… ” He yammered causing her to look at him as if his head exploded and Zurg ticks were crawling out. Warp and Ty slapped their heads in allusion.

“Uh, yeah…some-some are.” Seeing that he was losing her, he quickly changed the subject.

“Su-so! Ozma! That’s a pretty name.” She studied his face a bit before the edges of her mouth formed a somewhat smile.

“Really?” Nodding his head, she brushed a bit of her hair out of her face. “Well…thanks. I never really cared for it much…”

“Well I like it. It’s pretty and unique…” Pausing a moment he gulped before continuing. “Like you.” She looked at him shellshock. Smooth Lightyear, real smooth. Looking down at the table uncomfortably, she got up and grabbed her bag.

“I-I gotta get going. Pleasure meeting you.” She turned and dashed out of the diner, leaving him behind, completely confuse and a tad heartbroken. Sighing, he placed his head on the table. Warp and Ty slowly walked over to their fallen friend.

“Hey bud.” Warp said patting his friend on the back. “It’s not that bad. She’s not good enough for you.”

“Yeah, and it could be worst.” Ty mentioned.

“How?” Buzz mumbled.

“Me and Ty could have eaten all of your chili.” Warp said. “Which we did…sorry.” He placed the empty bowl on the table. Buzz moaned in depression as he sat there broken hearted and empty stomach.

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Buzz couldn’t help but chuckle at the memory. He wasn’t the smoothest operator back in the day, plus it didn’t help that his friends kept shoving him at her. But he finally got the hand of it after a few hits and misses. Gently placing their wedding photo back down on the dresser, he snapped back to the present when a soft knocking was heard.

“Yes?” He froze as Jill slowly opened the door. Despite his anger over her recent actions, it slowly melted away when he saw how red and swollen her face was. “Sweetie, are you okay?” Her eyes were red and blood shot, and he saw that her cheeks were damp, almost as if she was crying. “Jillian, what’s-?” He was cut off as Jill lunged at him and wrapped her arms around his chest, burying her face into the soft material of his pajama top. Buzz had to steady himself in order not to fall over from the sudden hug attack.

“He said he understood.” Jill whispered, trying to keep tears back. Buzz blinked as he looked down at her.

“Who said he understood?” Biting her lip, she swallowed in hope to get rid of the lump in her throat.

“Tyler.” He glared at this. Even though he never met this Tyler, he hated the little punk for getting his baby girl into trouble. “Mom was his hero. He knew that I wanted to be an environmentalist, he told me about his group. He said I was important. He said I was special…he…he said I would be like mom.” She bit harder on her quivering lip, hoping to keep the tears back, but it was failing. Finally she gave up and started to sob. “But he just used me to get what he wanted.” She warbled. Buzz looked at her for a moment, and then sat down on his bed with her. Stroking her hair, he held her close to him. “Why does this hurt so much?” She sniveled.

“Because, you’ve had your heartbroken.” He said, rubbing her back. “You liked this boy, right?” She slowly nodded her head. “And when you found out his true intentions, it hurt you right?” She nodded again. “That’s why it hurts so much. He took advantage of the crush you had on him and used it to hurt you. And I wish I could make it all better, but I can’t. All I can do is give you a hug and assure you that it happens to everyone. Some more than others, but your heart will heal and you’ll fall in love all over again, hopefully this time to someone who’ll love you back.” Nuzzling into his warm arms, Jill hiccupped a bit.

“Dad?” He looked at her. “Before? I’m sorry about what I said.” He smiled warmly.

“It’s okay Sweetie, I’m sorry too.” Before falling asleep she smiled at him.

“Dad? I think I can see what mom saw in you.”

“Oh?”

“You maybe thick headed, but you’ve got a kind heart.” Slowly closing her eyes, Buzz carefully scooped her up and carried her back to her room. Quietly thinking, this Tyler kid better hope they would never cross paths, because no grabby little pyromaniac would use his daughter and get away with it.