Ariel/Jim Lunchtime BluesAriel walked through the arched doors of the Interstellar Academy for the first time, squinting to keep from staring in wide-eyed wonder. She looked down at her knee- high boots, concentrating on walking in the inch heels through the spacious cobblestone foyer. Twin staircases bowed away from each other, framing floor-to-ceiling stained glass windows depicting space ships on the far wall. Natural light streamed in through circular windows in the high ceilings, and the room was designed so it always sounded busy. Today, though, it actually was. Students in white and blue uniforms bustled about, the new students gathered in clumps to figure out where their classes were located. Ariel, standing as straight as she could to look confident, rushed to the table with a sign which read “Information and Student Help.”Ariel/Jim Lunchtime Blues in Romance More Like This
“Excuse me,” she chirped, “I need my schedule, and hopefully a map?”
“ID,” the girl behind the counter said in monotone. She appeare
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The captain stepped out of the bislug-drawn carriage and squinted in the early evening light. It always took him a few hours to get used to sunlight after months in space. Paying the driver, picking up his one suitcase and slinging his captain's uniform over his left shoulder, he looked up at the two-story country house. It was situated in the middle-class district on the crescent of the Haniput Space Port, where the Interstellar Academy was located. Though he knew more people on other planets, he and his wife had decided not to move far after getting married. He grinned and his heart skipped a beat at the thought of his wife.
Young and reckless, their relationship had had a rocky start to say the least, but they had sacrificed much for each other, and he had grown to love her more than his own life. Every day of his deployment out among the stars, he could only wonder if she were looking at those same stars, if she was as lonely, t
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Flounder found Ariel in their old grotto, half-heartedly modeling the modified blue gown in front of a large, broken mirror.
"It looks good on you," the fish offered, pressing his head beneath her hand. Ariel didn't reply, and an awkward silence settled over the two friends. "Soooo," Flounder awkwardly continued, "how did your date with Jim go yesterday?"
The mermaid caught her breath. "It was-- nice--" Ariel tensed, then sighed, unable to keep anything from her longtime friend. "He's-- leaving. Tomorrow. He wants me to wear this dress to see him off." She turned away from the mirror as if repulsed by her reflection. "He wants me to look happy while he abandons me."
"Oh Ariel, he's not abandoning you, he's just--" Flounder searched for the right words, then settled for the obvious "--going home."
"Yeah, well," Ariel pulled the gown over her head and let it fall to the ocean floor, "I'm not sure what home is anymore."
Flounder frowned slightly. "Well,
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"Now, explain," Jim ordered, sitting down on the captain's bed.
Ariel sat next to him with her legs criss-crossed, rocking back and forth gently. "Well, you'll be surprised to know that none of this was my idea," she began. "I wanted to be with you, of course, but I didn't know how to go about it.
"The day before the ship came, Daddy invited me into the throne room. He began by telling me he loved me and wanted what's best for me. 'However,' he said, 'Sometimes what you need isn't what's best. Which is why I'm giving you the choice of going with the alien boy.'" Ariel paused, noticing the dumbfounded look on Jim's face.
He didn't reply, still trying to process what she had said. He had listened to his friends complain about the families they were blessed with, but the idea that a parent would ask his child to leave was something Jim couldn't fathom.
"Why-- why would he do that?" He finally asked.
"All children leave the nest eventually, J