Beauty & The Blind
Cecilia, irritated, twitched her face, squaring on Zutu close up, sitting around the table. Having nothing in common was one thing, but remaining completely wordless, drinking tea pissed the blue, heiress off. Zutu shook her small hands, holding the cup, and avoiding Cecilia’s eye contact altogether.
“Aaaaahh!!” The heiress let out a loud groan, smacking her hand on the table, standing up. “Say something will you!” Zutu, trembled, looking up above the cup and muffled a whisper.
“Huh?”
Cecilia scrunched up her face, snatching Zutu’s teacup.
"You’ll find this is much better!” folding her arms, “Can we have a proper conversation?” She watched the Seal Woman run behind the curtains near the glass. Cecilia let out another groan before stomping towards Zutu.
“What is wrong with you? I mean seriously! Can’t I at least have a girl to girl talk?” Cecilia waved her arms about, raising Zutu’s attention “It’s totally bad enough that they took my brother away from me, now I can’t have a conversation with a girl!”
Zutu shuffled out, shaking everywhere.
“Y-y-not b-boy?”
Cecilia couldn’t believe this, smacking her head with a fist.
“WHAT GAVE YOU THAT IDEA!!!”
Zutu sounded like a mouse, cringing slowly out behind the curtains.
“M-most of the, the, the... there all men!” Zutu squealed. The tall blue, alien stood above the seal woman in disbelief.
“In any case! I am all woman,” Cecilia lifted her shirt.
“Do I like, need to draw you a picture!?” Zutu yelled, grabbing Cecilia’s shirt back down and blushed. “What now?”
“W-w-there’s boys around!!”
“Like, so what?” Cecilia watched Zutu’s desperation, obviously much modest and sophisticated then herself. “That’s why we have them for, don’t we?” Cecilia cheekily winked.
Zutu sat back down, drinking her tea. Cecilia stood, leaned against the bunk bed, and observed the bedroom. The Dome glanced back from the centre, intriguing the blue alien.
“Hey, what is this thing?” Zutu shyly looked up.
“I’m not sure. The other woman gave me this from it.”
Cecilia placed hands on her hips, and rolls her eyes.
“You mean to tell me, you’ve just been sitting here, drinking stupid tea?” She watched Zutu nod, “Yeeesh! Just how long have you been on this ship?” Zutu didn’t answer, knowing it would hurt too much to think of the time she was kidnapped back on her home planet.
“Fine! Don’t answer.” Cecilia faced The Dome, studying the features and pulled a lever. “Huh? Is it broken?”
Zutu went bug-eyed, chattering her teeth and pointed above Cecilia.
“Miss!”
Cecilia looked up, bewildered as tall, black, capsule surrounded her.
“Aaaaah!!! What’s happening?!” Her mind, totally blank, automatically initiated a computerised cupboard. Cecilia was barricaded in the capsule with green lights flashing randomly, instantly she knew what was ahead and happily keyed in a pair of the latest Sirians outfit. But the machine wasn’t programmed it to the way she’d hopped.
“Yay! Least I’ll be in fashion on this drab ship.” She giggled. The flashing lights, switched her old clothes off and left her for nude! “Huh!? What’s the meaning of this!?” The Dome’s dresser capsule lifted above her, revealing herself before Zutu, still bug-eyed. Cecilia and Zutu screamed together.
“Aaaah!! I asked for the latest fashion on my planet!!! What’s going on?!” Cecilia held her chest with one hand and leapt for the capsule.
“Try the stick you pulled again.” Zutu pointed at the lever Cecilia pulled previously. Doing so, the blue alien was surrounded by the black capsule feeling utterly annoyed her mind set to anything skimpy. Cecilia bashed her fist on all the keys angrily.
“I don’t care what it is! I just want to go back!”
Again the green lights randomly flashed, blinking her clothes on, the capsule lifted, revealing strapless, shiny green mini dress, with hanging stringy piece of material covering her thighs. Cecilia checked herself over, astonished at what this machine wanted in her mind, she grinned giggling.
“Wow!! This is totally cool! This machine can read your thoughts!” Cecilia snapped, her fingers, “Hey that also means,” pressing her palms against the sphere. She was curious to try out all the buttons and levers. Charting her requested food set to her DNA; the food took shape in a triangle.
“Hey, it’s working!” Squealed the blue alien, attracting Zutu’s attention, the seal woman drew closer, in awe as the piece of food spat out into Cecilia’s hands.
“Wha... that’s not what a tri-burger looks like!” Quickly to protest, Cecilia took a bite into what was meant to a burger shaped in a triangle. Her eyes glittered “Wow!! This is the best tri-burger ever! Just like my maid, used to make before she got the boot.” Cecilia retreated happily to her seat, leaving Zutu around The Dome of wonders. The seal woman not easily fooled by what the Zechar’s were playing at, she continued drinking her tea. No one was going to out do this beaut! Not man, woman or computer.
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