Montclair Twelvetoes, Most High
Regent Retired, known to his friends as Monty, had been a little nervous about taking
a vacation so far away from his home planet of Kazza. He’d always lived on
Kazza, ever since he’d been born, but he’d dreamed of the stars since his eyes
had been open enough to see them.
And he’d always dreamed of the
paradise planet called Earth, a legend among Kazzaians fortunate enough to save
up the money to pay for the travel. Kazza wasn’t one of the more prosperous of
the AllUnion planets, and they certainly had no intergalactic freighters of
their own. Nope, they had to pay for a ticket, and pay a lot.
So, having served as High
Regent for years and hoarding his salary, he’d shelled out for the ticket to
Earth.
He’d finally, finally arrived.
And now he was at his
destination and he had to say. It wasn’t paradise. In fact, it was kind of
junk.
He was miserable.
Part of the problem stemmed
from the fact this was not the way he’d
pictured retirement. He’d even gotten a
great deal on the ticket, which had boded well, hadn’t it? There just so
happened to be a AllUnion freighter headed toward Earth anyway to deliver
kittens to unsuspecting, lucky human families, cutting his ticket price by a
third.
Not all Kazzaian citizens
became Most High Regents. Some orphans were adopted elsewhere by an AllUnion
adoption agency.
It was still hard to believe he
was truly on Earth. That Earth, the legend, was more like Earth, the
disappointment.
Captain Kerr had assured Monty
he’d love it here. He’d actually been on the planet, unlike most Kazzaians
Monty had met. He’d described it as beautiful, with an abundance of trees, flowers,
great scenery, lots of food and plenty of warm sunshine. A Kazzaian’s dream of
the perfect vacation spot.
But as soon as the freighter dropped
him in a bed of grass in the middle of an open field, he’d discovered it was
cold.
The transport beam shuttered
off, leaving Monty alone, and completely devoid of advanced technology, as one
had to be on one of these more primitive planets. Supposedly it was worth it. A
single moon hovered in the night sky overhead, a far cry from the five moons
Monty was used to seeing.
At first, even though the cold crept
through his fur to shiver his skin, he decided then and there that Captain Kerr
could not have been more correct. Earth was beautiful. It smelled of so much
greenery! And prey! And interesting things!
Minutes later, once the bright
blip overhead that was the ship departed to deliver its kittens, Monty began to
feel alone and a tad bit nervous.
“Well, hell,” Monty cussed. Out
of habit, since he’d said a swear word, Monty spat once left and once right,
asking forgiveness from Felidae, the highest god of Kazza. She probably couldn’t
hear his prayers or apologies here, but it never hurt to be careful.
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