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"So did he say why he wanted to cut the last day of our vacation off?" asked Roger as he concentrated on staying in the jet. It wasn't difficult, but it meant that if he actually had a need to sleep, he wouldn't be able to do it."Nope." Timmy's response may have sounded sullen and distracted, but this was most likely because Timmy was feeling sullen and distracted. He hated surprises.
Samantha said, "Maybe he just got jealous of us for being away from the house?"
//Or, more likely, he decided that we were busier away from Austin than we are when we're there,\\ thought Nightmare, pacing up the corridor. She would start from the back of the jet, pace up to the front, then phase for a brief second, which would put her at the back of the jet again.
Nightmare hated jet rides. Any ride she couldn't manage under her own power just wasn't worth it.
Of course, she *could* have taken Samantha the fast route. But that route was tricky yet, so she hadn't mentioned it to Samantha. No need to expose her to excess danger until the girl was ready, she felt.
Not to mention until she was ready herself.
Charlie looked up from where he lay and said, "Hey, Sam? You suppose he wanted us back early so he could come to Terrania, too?"
"Beats me." The young lady frowned prettily and said, "By the way, don't call me that, OK? I hate it when people mistake me for a boy."
Timmy said, without looking up, "I doubt anyone could make that mistake, Samantha."
Samantha blushed as Roger guffawed, nearly going out the back of the jet.
Maria had ignored the entire conversation as she wrote in her journal, but she finally seemed to notice her surroundings and queried, "Where's Mason?" with a worried look.
Charlie said, "I think he went up front to visit with the pilot." It was well that Charlie said it, because he was the only one of those present who could say it with a straight face. Of course, he couldn't keep his tail from wagging.
"Ah." She looked back at her journal, struggling to understand the emotions churning through her mind. At long last, seconds later, she stood and said, "I think I'll, uh, go check and see if they need any drinks or anything."
Timmy said, "I could use a Coke, thanks," to her retreating back, but she seemed not to hear. He shook his head and sighed dramatically as the others laughed after the door closed.
Conception......................Teen Team #1
Gestation.......................Teen Team #2-5
It's A Team!....................Teen Team #6
Rush To Adventure...............Teen Team #7-12
The Industrial Ack!.............Teen Team #13, Symphony for Tarot and Buzzsaw, and others
Peace On Earth..................Teen Team #14
The Summer Special..............Teen Team Summer Special #1
How We Spent Summer's Vacation..Teen Team #15-18
Prelude to a Wedding............Teen Team #19
Terrainian Wedding Album........Team M.E.C.H.A Annual #1
Dream a Little Dream of Me......Teen Team #20-25