Author : Michael “Freeman” Herbaugh
Every morning she woke up to start a new millennium she felt dread. How far had it spread today?
Terra used to be happy. She and Mars had a fantastic relationship. They had beautiful little reptilian offspring. Their attraction made them orbit synchronously and he was her world.
Then he came along. For a comet even he was slick, all ice and crags. She couldnâ€™t help but be drawn to him, or maybe he was drawn to her, she forgets. His name was TR-357 and he was FAST. Terra knew she shouldnâ€™t get involved but the magnetism was there and overwhelmed her.
For one decade of fun, she had paid the price. TR had killed her offspring and Marsâ€¦ Mars had found out. Mars became dead to her. She begged and pleaded for him to speak to her, but he was a stubborn asshole. To this millennium she wishes that he would just say something and they could at the very least be friends.
But then the outbreaks began. No wonder Mars would no longer associate with her. She even repulsed herself. Like everyone else in the â€˜verse, she thought it would never happen to her. An STD.
They were persistent too, stupid little bipeds. Not only did they crawl all over her skin but they would create huge sores where masses of them would conglomerate. Whatâ€™s worse is she had become contagious, the damn things were trying to spread to others in the local system.
She had heard of a remedy. It wasnâ€™t a long term solution but it would at least stop the outbreaks. The problem was, it meant confronting her father. Only he had the heat to reduce the flare ups.
She took a few millennium to think it over and find the words to say. Finally, she bucked up the courage and called.
â€œHi Solâ€¦â€¦ Dadâ€¦â€¦Can I ask you for something?