Earlier That Day:
"Stellaluna! Retik! I'm going out for a drive!" Mysta called out.
Retik looked up from his tablet. "Oh, OK. Did you want both of us to come with you, or just one of us?"
"Neither," Mysta replied. "I want to go by myself."
"That's... That's not really how this supposed to work, Mysta." Retik tried to keep his voice soothing.
"I can go out if I want to," Mysta responded. "I'm not a child."
Stellaluna entered from the other room. "But, Mysta, you only have memories of the past three years of your life or so, so in a way-"
"It doesn't matter!" Mysta's eyes flashed. "I don't need handlers!"
"That is literally our ENTIRE job description." Retik pointed out.
"I just need to get away from the compound, all right?" Mysta pleaded.
"Need to?" Stellaluna asked. "Is there an emergency?"
"No, I want to get some magazines." Mysta answered.
Retik and Stellaluna shared a glance.
"Mysta, we have the internet here." Retik explained. "You can read magazines online."
"Or we could have them delivered." Stellaluna offered.
Mysta sighed in frustration. "I just want to go out and clear my head! Is that too much to ask?"
Retik leaned into Stellaluna and whispered in her ear. "Do you want to...?"
"Yes, I'll do it." Stellaluna responded quietly. She approached Mysta and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Mysta, honey, didn't you tell us recently that you've been receiving some kind of mental communications from an unknown source?"
"Yes," replied Mysta.
"Or, to put it another way, there are unwanted distracting thoughts entering your mind that you can't control. Right?"
"That's another way of putting it, yes." Mysta responded.
"So," Stellaluna made her voice as plaintive as possible, "Don't you think that it's probably not a good idea for you to be driving a car? That it could be dangerous?"
Mysta threw off Stellaluna's hand. "Look, I guess nobody told you, but I'm Mysta Chimera. That means that I get to do whatever I want, regardless of the consequences, because I'm cute and everybody loves me for some reason. Now, get out of my way before I scrooch the both of you!"
Mysta stormed off. Stellaluna and Retik watched her go.
"Remind me again why we like her?" Stellaluna asked Retik.
"Well, in my case, it's because of those thigh-high boots. And her tits."
"Oh, right." Stellaluna acknowledged. "And I have such fond memories of the Moon Era that I don't care what she does as long as there's Moon stuff going on. Oh, well. She's not our problem now..."
END
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