Amy had been beamed to her house as she had an outing with Sira and Trema, who had recently returned from her home planet of Nebulos. She met them at a caf\u00e9 where Trema had shrunk herself down and turned herself into a Mobian rabbit with green fur and dressing in dark clothing, similar to her witch\u2019s outfit. They sat down at a table near the window and chatted about life in general. Amy was about to show Optimus and Fwuffy\u2019s picture when a hedgehog waitress in blue fur, Misty, came up to them. \u201cHello, ladies,\u201d she said pleasantly, albeit forced, \u201care you ready to order?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes, I\u2019d like one of your delicious chocolate muffins and a cup of coffee,\u201d replied Sira. \u201cMilk and sugar, please.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019ll have a cheese danish and lemonade, please,\u201d answered Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd the usual strawberry scone and green tea for me, please,\u201d finished Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAll right,\u201d said Misty, more pleasantly. \u201cI\u2019ll be back in a minute with your orders.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cForgive me for asking,\u201d mused Sira, \u201cbut I thought I felt a magic aura around you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI figured you two were witches like Amy here,\u201d answered Misty, feeling a little more comfortable knowing she was around witches like herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou can speak freely about your emotions with us,\u201d assured Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHonestly, I was afraid that you\u2019d order a Terra-pie,\u201d sighed Misty. \u201cIf I had to explain to them one more time\u2026!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWho ordered that culinary abomination?!\u201d asked Sira.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThose hedgehogs over there,\u201d replied Misty as she pointed at a table in the corner. The creatures there looked almost like old Earth hedgehogs in battle-gear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHedgehogs?\u201d muttered Sira in disbelief.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThose are hedgehogs?\u201d asked Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m gonna guess you two aren\u2019t from around here,\u201d guessed Misty. \u201cI\u2019ll be back with your orders.\u201d She left the table to get their orders to the kitchen. Sira and Trema looked at Amy for an explanation. She looked embarrassed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThey ARE hedgehogs,\u201d she confirmed. \u201cIt\u2019s a long story behind their appearance.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSome sort of genetic tampering?\u201d asked Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA virus?\u201d quizzed Sira.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe mutation wave the Xorda used was interrupted,\u201d explained Amy. \u201cThey call their culture a warrior culture, steeped in tradition.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLike the Klingons,\u201d remarked Sira.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cExactly,\u201d replied Amy as she caught the reference. \u201cThey call themselves \u2018Warrior-hogs\u2019.\u201d Misty then returned with their orders.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEnjoy yourselves, my witch-kin,\u201d she bid, in the proper way one witch says to another. She then departed to lead a human woman to a table. As Amy, Sira, and Trema ate, Amy remembered something.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTrema,\u201d she called, \u201cI almost forgot something.\u201d She then took out her camera and scrolled through the images. \u201cI\u2019ve finally come into contact with an alien animal.\u201d She found the picture of Optimus holding Fwuffy. \u201cThe Autobots called it\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA Poozit!\u201d said Trema as she gave a low growl at the sight of Fwuffy. Amy put the camera away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWould you relax?\u201d hissed Sira. \u201cYou\u2019re making a scene.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhere did you find that\u2026thing?!\u201d snarled Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIn the cargo hold of the Autobot ship,\u201d answered Amy. \u201cWe think that Fwuffy\u2019s being here is proof of Optimus\u2019 girlfriend being here as well. Prowl said he detected your genetic signature and mentioned that Poozits don\u2019t like Nebulans.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe feeling\u2019s mutual!\u201d growled Trema. \u201cThey are a detestable animal!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt was my understanding that most Nebulans like furry animals,\u201d observed Sira, \u201cespecially ones that can fit in your hand.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThose monsters do nothing but breed and consume!\u201d insisted Trema. \u201cIf you feed that thing the slightest morsel, in a matter of hours, you\u2019ll have ten, then a hundred, then a thousand!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWould you relax?\u201d asked Amy. \u201cOptimus said it was neutered. Breeding is impossible.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cEven a sterile Poozit is a mortal enemy of the Nebulan Republic!\u201d urged Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThis?!\u201d quizzed Amy as she showed the picture again. Trema shut her eyes, snarling. \u201cA mortal enemy of the Nebulan Republic?\u201d continued Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThey\u2019re an ecological menace!\u201d replied Trema, once again opening her eyes. \u201cA plague to be wiped out!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWiped out?\u201d yelped Sira. \u201cI\u2019m surprised a witch of the Green Order, the masters of nature spells and animals, would say that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHundreds of Nebulan warriors were sent to track them down throughout the galaxy,\u201d explained Trema. \u201cAn armada obliterated the Poozit home world. By the end of Mobius\u2019 30th century, it was believed they were eradicated.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnother glorious chapter of the History of the Nebulan Republic,\u201d teased Sira. \u201cTell me, do they still sing songs of the Great Poozit Hunt?\u201d It was then that Sira noticed one of the warrior-hogs get up and walk towards the human that Misty showed a table to. She looked up and Amy looked on in horror.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh no,\u201d she gulped. \u201cThat warrior-hog\u2019s gonna start something.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYoung Rose?\u201d asked Sira.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWarrior-hogs love to prove themselves, especially against humans,\u201d explained Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWell, well!\u201d chuckled the warrior-hog. \u201cA human decided to join us!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI was unaware your people visited this caf\u00e9,\u201d muttered the human, with a voice that sounded familiar to Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNo\u2026it can\u2019t be!\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry to hear that a pale, hairless monkey would not know of my people,\u201d answered the warrior-hog.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cInsulting another sentient life-form because of her species?!\u201d snarled Trema. \u201cI thought you said they were warriors! Where is the honor in his actions?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI said that they called themselves warriors,\u201d corrected Amy. \u201cI didn\u2019t say the rest of society views them as such.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWell,\u201d mumbled the human, \u201ca pale, hairless monkey, never been called that before. I suppose that\u2019s your opinion.\u201d That comment earned some impressed looks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIndeed,\u201d chuckled the warrior-hog. \u201cAnd if my opinion is that humans are weaklings that can\u2019t even lift a proper knife like mine, who would argue?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd if my opinion of you, specifically,\u201d hissed the woman, \u201cis that you are a fraud and a lying coward, who would argue?\u201d All noise in the caf\u00e9 stopped. The tension could be cut with a knife.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSkin job,\u201d growled the warrior-hog as he slowly drew his knife, \u201cdon\u2019t you think you should\u2026rephrase that?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI phrased it most carefully, Marcus,\u201d replied the woman. The warrior-hog raised his knife to strike only to find that two kicks at his legs and three punches to the ribs, left shoulder, and solar plexus struck him simultaneously. He was floored and dropped his knife. The woman then planted a foot on his chest and left wrist while her left hand held down his right arm and she held the knife above his eye. The woman was identified as Shockwave\u2019s holo-form. \u201cDo not think for a moment,\u201d threatened Shockwave, \u201cthat it has gone unnoticed that you failed your end of the bargain! I am tempted to force you to share my perception of things.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSTOP!\u201d called Trema. Shockwave looked up. \u201cWhat bargain did he strike with you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c5,000 rings for parts I need for my newest creation,\u201d replied Shockwave. \u201cI paid him. He did not deliver.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen let his shame that someone like you bested him be his prison until he gives you the parts you need,\u201d suggested Trema.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cElaborate,\u201d demanded Shockwave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI hail from a warrior culture,\u201d answered Trema. \u201cWhere I come from, if there is a third party involved, the third party has the right to hold a symbol of the offending party\u2019s honor until his debt is repaid to the party that was wronged. Once his debt is paid, I will restore his honor and we never need to discuss it again.\u201d Shockwave mulled it over for a minute.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYour argument\u2026is logical,\u201d she declared. She got off Marcus and handed Trema the knife.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat\u2019s my honor knife!\u201d roared Marcus. \u201cGive it back!\u201d He leapt at Trema, but she knocked him down again with a simple backhand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat remains of your honor is mine until Shockwave gets the materials you agreed to give to her!\u201d snarled Trema. She put the knife in her bag. \u201cWhoever trained you may claim this once your debt is paid.\u201d Shockwave then took out a stack of rings and put them at her table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cApologies for the disturbance,\u201d she bid. She then walked out. As she did, she put her right pointer and middle fingers onto her chin and bowed to Trema. Amy leaned toward Sira.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTime to leave, I think,\u201d she guessed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI couldn\u2019t agree more,\u201d replied Sira. Amy paid for the meal as the three witches departed and gave a slight curtsey to Misty. The manager, a brown rat, arched an eyebrow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat was that all about?\u201d he asked Misty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLater, sir,\u201d dismissed Misty. \u201cWe have customers to take care of.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt\u2019s almost closing time anyway,\u201d continued the Head Chef, a tiger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGood point,\u201d conceded the manager. He then turned to his customers. \u201cLast orders, please. We apologize for the altercation that took place. Anyone who returns tomorrow will receive a 40% discount off their orders.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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