Back to Sensitivity Training…
Meanwhile, at a Top Secret Government Organization…
Agent: “…and that, fortunately, was the moment the device overloaded and self-destructed. Division 6’s damage-control team was able to convince the public it was just a ignited leak from a gas line triggered by a malfunctioning industrial diesel generator.”
Chief: “Excellent; the last thing we could’ve been able to handle was that chemical getting to the water supply. Ah, our refreshments are ready. Thank you, Lav’der.”
Agent: “Hmph. I’ll pass. God knows what sort of… space goo… might’ve been slipped into the drinks by this… alien.”
Lav’der: “For the last time, sir, I am not an alien!”
Chief: Enough, agent! She may not share your seniority, but I will not have you addressing a fellow member of this organization so disrespectfully! Apologize to her at once!”
Agent: “She has antennae and a tail! And huge black eyes and no nose or ears! SHE IS AN ALIEN!”
Lav’der: “I WAS BORN IN OHIO, YOU IGNORANT PRICK!”
Hero saves princess, hero marries princess… right? Maybe not…
The evil has been slain, the entire nation celebrates in the streets and now, the beautiful Princess who was saved very publicly confesses her love and the King offers her hand in marriage to the noble Hero…
Except the Hero was already married - to the woman who sells potions and medicines; she had been aiding the Hero since the quest to save the princess first began, and their love grew more with each visit.
Also, the Hero isn’t a Hero, they’re a Heroine… making the wedding’s implied promise of one day bringing a new generation of royalty rather tricky to fulfill, to say the least, even without the existing marriage issue…
The confession was made by the Princess, and likewise the offer made by the King, due to said Hero(ine) being “butch” enough to be mistaken for a man when armored (though her wife obviously knows), but never getting the opportunity to correct anyone else (particularly any of the royalty) due to either being too polite/socially-anxious to speak up or constant interruption by Wacky Circumstances getting in the way…
Cue an awkward reveal in a rather public situation.
Not what I seem…
The gun went off a second time. “Get up and fight, damn you! Show them the real you, you wretched animal!“ The shooter’s allies, dozens in number, faces masked, drew in closer, eager to see this… thing… die.
The figure grunted, slowly but painfully rising. "This is the real me. We are not… so different.” A bloody cough. “It is easier for you and your friends to think of us as… less than you, less than human…”
“Shut up, shut up!!” A third shot, but the hand shook from rage; the bullet merely grazed an ear.
A bloodied smile. “We aren’t what you think we are. Because if we truly were the vicious inhuman monsters you believe us to be…”
Suddenly came the sound of metal unsheathed, and the now-silent masked parted as a handful of figures, anonymous like the rest, but armed with hidden blades and intimidating presence, stepped forward and took defensive poses around the injured one.
“…you would all be dead now.”
[Now an Instant Story]
What do you mean ‘Space Australia’?
aka the galaxy learns about the death world part of the death world.
@sigmabunny - my submissions are over here and you can be anon if you want.
Even though I have a submits box open, I don’t do tumblr submissions any more. Just follow this handy link and add your thing over there.
Challenge #00978-B247: The Prying Eye
callmegallifreya - you have the honour of being my last Tumblr prompt. Yay
Challenge #00977-B246: Rictus
callmegallifreya I had to do one in my pet universe again. Aliens vs humans.
Challenge #00976-B245: Subverting the Assumptions.
chaoswolf1982 there y’are. Hope it’s fun.
Challenge #00975-B244: The Guest
callmegallifreya and last - a vampire.
Challenge #00974-B243: Entertaining Angels
callmegallifreya I wrote a gay angel fluff fic.
This is how I will know when I’ve “made it” as a writer. When there are Christian Moms Against me, I know I’ve been Noticed. Lol.