The Sarran Senator

The Sarran Senator

By A.C. Katt

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Copyright 2016 A.C. Katt

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The Sarran Senator

By A.C. Katt

Brightstar Elder’s Quarters

::
You’ll
be landing soon and I’ll finally get to see you,
::
Michael’s new friend spoke in his mind.
Michael hadn’t told Mommie, Poppie,
Zadda,
or
Grandpa that he had a friend. This friend was
special
and Michael wanted to keep him to himself for a
little while longer, before the grownups started with their rules
and questions.

::
Do you
still want a kitty?
::
Michael
asked earnestly. He wanted to please his new best friend.

::
Kitty?
::
the
mind voice
questioned.

::
You
know, cat, a young cat
,::
Michael explained.

::
Oh, yes.
Will they let you bring me one?
::

::
It’s the
cat that gets to
choose
.
I’ll go and find Aloysius and ask him. He’ll talk to you and help
me
pick::
Michael slipped out
of Quarters and headed to the mess.

::Aloysius?::

::Michael? Why aren’t you in Quarters? We’re
about to assemble to disembark.”

::I need a special kitten for a friend.::

::Where is your friend?::

::In my head, he’s down there waiting for me.
He’s six.::

::Go back to Quarters before your mommie
starts to worry. I’ll see about a kit for your friend. Shadow had a
brother in his litter.::

::Thank you, Aloysius.::

::You’re welcome, now off with you before
your mommie notices you’re missing.::

Knowing Aloysius was right, he teleported
back to his room just in time to hear his mommie call his name.

* * * *

A baby is God’s opinion that the world should go
on.

—Carl Sandburg

Castle Air: 06:00 tines

Naffie, TeBron and TeZaron’s offspring, came
running into the slumber chamber to see his Earthen Zinna.
::
Mommie, we have to hurry up or we’ll be
late
.
He’s waiting for me.
::
His
whole body trembled with excitement.
Naffie
peered at Syn’s image in the mirror.

::
I can
help you dress, Mommie.
::
Naffie
stood behind her, fidgeting.

::
The ship is
thirty
mots
out. We can
transport in secs. Even after the ship lands, it takes
time
to disembark. Why are you
so wound up, sweetheart? Who’s waiting?
::

Syn put her hairbrush down, swiveled her
chair, and regarded her offspring in befuddlement. Ever since the
Brightstar came within hailing distance,
Naffie
had been bubbling over with excitement.

::
Someone
that will be mine someday is on the ship.
::
He smiled and his face lit up with joy.
::
It’s something I asked the Goddess
for.
::

Whatever this is, it’s something Naffie
really wants.

Curiosity swept over Syn’s face. She decided
to probe deeper.
::
Did you ask
for something from Prince
Juraens
and Prince Mark that they’re bringing
back?
::

::
No, but
they are bringing him back with them.
::
Syn turned back to her mirror, her stomach brushing
the front end of the vanity.

::
I’m
going to see if Zadda is ready.
::
Naffie ran out of the room, almost knocking over his
Poppie.

Zaron
put his hands on
Naffie’s
shoulders. “Whoa, offspring, take it
easy. Zadda will still be there if you walk.” Naffie slowed down to
a trot and headed for Bron.

Zaron
came up behind Syn
leaned over, and kissed her on the back of her neck while circling
his long arms around her belly. She shivered.
::
How is our
femspring
this rising?
::

::
Lively.
She’s been kicking my bladder all rising, that’s why I’m running
late.
::

Zaron
knelt in front of
his
PaChette.
::You
don’t have to go and meet the ship,
PaChette.
::

::
You and
Bron are the WarriorPair that heads the
Council
of Elders, of
course
I have to meet the
ship
. Anya is also planning to go as are Ellen, Adele,
and of course TeAllen and
TeWell
who will be there to inspect the new
fems
.
::
Syn chuckled.

“You’re far along, PaChette, and still so
active. I don’t want something to happen to you or the
bebe
.”

::
Earthen
fems
work almost up to delivery. We like to be active. Actually, it’s
generally better for the bebe if you are. Besides, all the
other
fems
are just as
pregnant as I am and I’m betting that most of them will show up to
welcome the new ones, along with every unbonded WarriorPair on the
planet.
::

“
TeWell
and TeAllen are
hopeful that the Goddess blesses them with a
fem
this time
around,
”
Zaron
said in a serious tone. “They are the only
remaining council members who have not, as yet, bonded to a
fem.”

“What are Mark and
Juraens
bringing back for Naffie? He said something about
a ‘him’
.”

::
They
must have found Naffie his own kitten,
::
Zaron
answered, touching Syn’s
shoulders. Syn leaned into his caress.

::
That
must be it, but I’m not sure. A kitten doesn’t feel right. This is
something of importance.
::

“Didn’t Mark and
Juraens
say in their preliminary report that they bonded and their bonded
had an offspring?” Syn leaned over and struggled to put on her
shoes.

::
Yes, a
boy named Michael. Let me help, PaChette. I have no idea why you
insisted on hosting this moontine. You are too far
along.
::
Zaron
sounded worried.

::
Suck
it
up,
big guy. I’m going to
be up and around until she comes down the chute. I’m no wilting
flower. Besides, the most senior officers host. That is the
tradition. I refuse to make an exception unless I am actually in
labor. Besides, all the bonded
fem
are pregnant. Who is going to host if we
don’t?
::

::
Brok and
Tack could have handled this. We could have served
Sarran
food and fabricated the Earthen
dishes.
::

“We can’t welcome Princess Sara, her
offspring, and the senator with fabricated food. They had enough of
that onboard. I prepared for this. I put cooked food in stasis.
Brok and Tack only need to heat it up and add the Sarran
delicacies. Princess Sara is a pastry chef. I’m afraid my dessert
offerings won’t be up to her standard.” Syn sighed as she picked up
the brush to finish styling her hair. Even though she was the
highest ranking fem on the planet, meeting new people unnerved her
because of her past.

::
Your
desserts are spectacular. And you mustn’t worry, the princess will
love you as we all do.
::
Zaron
removed the brush from her hand.
::
I’ll do that,
PaChette.
::

Syn looked up to
Zaron
and smiled.
::
I was hoping you’d
say that. You and Bron wield this styling brush far better than I
do.
::

Syn cocked her
head.
::About
Naffie, maybe he’s
looking forward to having a friend.
::

::
That’s
probably what it is. I used to travel halfway across the planet to
see Bron and Juraens.
::

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Brightstar: 07:00 tines

Princess Sara, late of Earth, looked at her
son. His nose was pressed up against the glass of the viewing deck.
::
We’re here, why can’t we get
off the ship? He’s waiting for me.
::
Michael quivered in anticipation.

::
Who’s
waiting for you Michael?
::
his
new Zadda asked.

A clearly exasperated Michael shrugged his
shoulders as only an almost
five-year-old
child could. “My new friend! We’ve been talking almost the whole
trip. We talk at least three times a day.”

“Talking?”
Juraens
lifted his brow.

“Mind speech, Zadda. He’s nice. I like him
and I think he likes me. I asked Aloysius to help me find him a
kitten. Aloysius said that Shadow had a littermate. Duchess lives
in his house, but he
isn’t her person, her person
is
his mommie.”

::
Michael,
go find Shadow, Chou, and Aloysius and get your friend’s kitten.
Your new friend’s name is Naffie.
::
Michael ran out of Quarters.

“Sara, sit.”

“Is something wrong, Juraens?”

“There are certain things we haven’t had time
to explain to you yet. Our Triad, Michael, and the senator are what
is known as HiPsy.”

“HiPsy?”

“Off-the-chart psychic abilities. There are
quite a few of us now. TeZaron and TeBron, the heads of the Elder
Council, their offspring Naffie and their bonded fem, Syn are
HiPsy, as are several other Triads. Now that our Warriors are
bonding with Earthen
fem
, it seems that more
and more of them are exhibiting superior
psy
abilities. We will dine with the Elders and their bonded, TaSyn,
this evening. HiPsy is not something to be bandied about. Even on
Sarran, to be that different is dangerous. I think Michael is
talking to Naffie. Naffie was able to reach TaSyn on our last trip
back. His
psy
is
very
strong
, and so evidently is Michael’s.”
Juraens
sighed, sitting down on the sofa with Sara.