Margo and this lady seem to be getting along quite well, Margo has never had a positive female in her life with someone she connected with so fast. President and Margo go to the dining room for some lunch but on this planet they call it “shoom”. Margo is not pleased with the food she is being offered but politely just says she’s full. President can see that Margo is clearly still hungry, President says to Margo “follow me”. President takes her to the pantry where the President keeps all her snacks, Margo see’s oreos, cheeseits, captain crunch berries and nutter butters. Margo says to President “Have you ever been to Earth?” to which President replys “yes many years ago but I had to come back to my home planet to rule”. President is scaried to tell Margo some news that she thinks will make Margo want to leave. President looks at Margo and says ” I had a daughter and leaving her on Earth was the hardest decision I have ever had to make but I knew she was in good hands with her father”. Margo looks at her and says “are you my mom” to which President replys “yes”. President thought Margo would hate her but it was actually just the opposite. They became the best of friends and making up for lost time and spending nearly every hour together during the days that had past. Then one day she stops seeing her mom as much and then more and more as the days past and she is quite upset about it. She then learns from some of the other maids have been talking about Presidents boyfriend. Margo is now furious because her mom never mentioned that in the talks they had. She discovers that the boyfriend is Finn!!! Margo’s mom sent her boyfriend to retrieve her daughter from Earth. Margo says something to her mom at shoom about how she misses spending so much time with her, her mom agrees and then asks Margo to come back and live on her birth planet.
Arrival
Finn then told Margo that they still had to cross to another dimension just say they were about to exit the blackhole…a thousand vengeful aliens pop up and start attacking the sides of the space craft. Margo is fearing for her life. In order to be able to enter the Furzernal Dimension they must first apply it to the bottom of the craft so that they can glide right into the portal. It was a rough landing but they did it! Margo arrives on planet “No Name”. She desperately wants to meet The President that she spoke on the phone with because he sounded nice. Finn kept telling Margo that she would get to meet them soon. Margo and Finn went to the palace where they were greeted by some sort of creature… not human looking. They enter a room where they is multiple people. Everyone in the room is a female, she is starting to get mad because she wants to meet the president. Finn introduces her to some of the woman then to the last one. Finn says to Margo ” I would like you to meet The President of the Milky Way”. Margo is shocked because she was expecting it to be a man. Finn leaves and is left alone with this woman, Margo feels a sense of home at this time.
Space Girl
Once the angry men took her off hold her was like super uninterested at this time thinking it was a prank call, but something told her “maybe you should just hear what they have to say.” This man who claimed to be “President of the Milky Way” told Margo that she was the only one in man kind that could save the galaxy. She was about to hang up because that sounded absolutely ridiculous, until he mentioned she would be able to ride on a spacecraft. She had her own private pilot “Lieutenant Finn” who was very handsome. Finn had warned her about how long the ride would be, to which Margo replied ” I like long car rides”. Turns out that they had to go through an asteroid filed which lead to the blackhole where they had to use canons on the side of the space craft to fight off space sharks! Margo thought that was the end of the horrible ride…
The phone call
Margo had a terrible childhood and hated it and was reminded everyday about how shitty it was, she never knew her birth mother and Margo’s always been like super sad about it. One day she receives a phone call and was told that she couldn’t tell anyone about it because it was top secret. Once Margo confirmed that she wouldn’t tell a soul about it they had put her on hold for what seemed like an eternity.
Mama’s Disapproval- That one day with Argus
So, I often find myself thinking of the time Argus and I had to team up when we heard commotion downtown. He is my arch nemesis, and always has been. This day was just super weird though. Argus wasn’t acting like he normally does. Normally when I see him, we glare at each other and eventually go our separate ways without speaking.
On this particular day, Argus invited me to get ice cream after scoping out the annoying man we saw downtown. Since I love ice cream, I went with it. For the rest of the day, Argus wasn’t being mean to me like he usually is. He was being….nice. I was uncomfortable. I am evil and am not used to people being “nice” to me. Anyways, I started to get the vibe that Argus may have a crush on me. Well, turns out he does. He told me later on that day. I started to wonder if I had a crush on him. I think I do. This may sound like a nightmare since he is my arch nemesis. But, now I’m starting to think we could be a perfect duo, like Bonnie and Clyde. I’m only 12 but this could be true love. Ew. I’ll stop now. Wait one more thing…my mom doesn’t approve of him, which makes this all the better.
Mama’s Disapproval- How I Knew I was Evil
I get a lot of questions on how I became such an evil child. Have you seen my mother? I take pride in it. It’s my favorite thing about myself. I wasn’t always this way though. I can still remember the day I knew I was no ordinary child. People fear me and I love it. It all started on my fifth birthday. I went with my mom to pick up my birthday cake from the store. When the baker handed over my cake, I was furious.
It had pink flowers, pink icing on the edges, and read “Happy Fifth Birthday Raven!” I hated it. I immediately grabbed the cake and threw it directly back at the baker who made it. The girly color and the delicate handwriting made me want to throw up. I started yelling as loud as I could at the grocery store clerks and demanded I get a new, black colored cake. I was tearing things off of shelves and making a huge scene. People were scared of me and I loved it. I had never felt more powerful in my life. Before getting kicked out of the store, my mom looked at me and grinned. She was proud.
From that day on, everything has been my way or the highway. I don’t take anything from anyone. I was not born to make friends, but rather to tear everyone and everything apart. I know that I will be this way forever, as I would never change a thing about myself.
Mama’s Disapproval- My Alter Ego?
I would never admit this to anyone nor let anyone see this other side of me. People know me as evil, creepy, and as a girl they would never let their kids hang out with, which is how I like it. But, sometimes when I’m alone, another side of me comes out.
When I start thinking about my crush, Argus, I become soft and start to think about what it would be like to marry him someday. Gross, I know. I can’t believe I’m falling for my arch nemesis. I’m thinking I need to go to counseling or something to stop these feelings from happening. It’s disgusting and I wish I could just end it. Sometimes I have dreams about us playing in the park together, eating ice cream, and holding hands. I know this is a problem because those are all things I HATE doing. Plus, I hate Argus. He is my enemy!! I cannot like him. My mom also hates him. She doesn’t want anyone to change me because obviously, I am perfect. She just doesn’t see why I would like the town’s “hero”, and neither can I. He is completely opposite of everything my mom and I stand for. Until I figure out a way to end these feelings, I cannot be near Argus. I am going to continue to be extra mean to him, so that he leaves me alone and I never have to think about him again.
Mama’s Disapproval- Dragon Mom, Human Dad
So we all know that my mom is a giant evil red dragon. I get a lot of my traits from her. For example, my anger, my attitude, my humor, or lack thereof. But what I hear most people talking about when they see us, is the fact that we look nothing alike. I’ve wondered about this myself from time to time. I am an underweight 12-year-old human and my mom is well, a dragon. I’ve always known I was the coolest kid in school. Who else has a dragon for a mom? No one. People started making fun of me for it long ago. But, I don’t care. Everyone in my school is a loser. My mom tells me that I get my looks from my dad.
My dad’s not in the picture but my mom told me about him once. He is a 7-foot tall human. I’d imagine he looks like me. Brown hair, brown eyes. He must be pretty cool if he fell in love with a dragon. Never-mind I said that though, I hate him. He left my mom to raise me on her own. Obviously, she’s doing a great job so it doesn’t matter. My mom and I are very close, as we share the same values. Our passion for being evil is unmatched. I feel that I’m very wise for a child, and I know that’s all thanks to her. I don’t even want to know what my life would look like if my dad would’ve never left.
Mama’s Disapproval- My Superhero Start
Man, I’ve been fighting crime for 3 years now. Can you believe that? In fact, I’m not sure I’ve ever told you guys about how I became a superhero. It’s pretty wild as to how I got here now that I’m looking back on it, but since you’re here reading this I’ll tell you my story.
I became a superhero when I was nine years old. Before then, I used to play superhero with my parents; we would tie blankets around our necks for capes, make forts in different spots throughout the house, and then we would have fun for the whole afternoon! When I turned nine however, I went with my dad to the restaurant he works at for this thing called ‘Take your kid to work day’. I learned a lot about what he did, but when he wasn’t looking I sneaked a sip of this funky looking drink that was sitting on the counter. It didn’t taste all that great, and it didn’t sit too well with my stomach after I got home that evening. I was sick for the next three days; my parents claimed that it must have been food poisoning, but after the discovery of my super strength and flying powers, it became clear that the superhero life had chosen me… and it’s been that way ever since.
So I bet you were thinking that I became a superhero after I experienced some wrongdoing, right? While I can’t say that no superhero hasn’t become one because of that, my case certainly didn’t involve anything of the sort. Being a superhero is pretty cool, but I still don’t know what I drank in the restaurant kitchen that day.
Mama’s Disapproval- The Best Police Officer
Our city has a pretty big police squad that is usually pretty good about helping me out when Mama or another villain is attacking the city… I say usually because some people slack off (Yes I’m talking about you, officer Jim). But there are two police officers who never fail to answer my call, and their names are Marvin and Morton. They both do a phenomenal job in helping me catch the baddies, and sometimes they’ll share a box of doughnuts with me after a hard day. However if I’m gonna be honest with you, Morton is my favorite. He tells me funny jokes, he’s nice, and he’s a little goofy.
Morton always has a joke to tell me each day, and they’re not cheesy! He has also helped me find shiny things on days where Mama is a little more grouchy than usual, and he never hesitates to be the one who calls her over so she can see what we got. Now when I say that Morton is goofy, I’m not talking about his jokes. There are times when Morton helps me with a villain simply by being himself. Take my day with Raven for example; Morton was the officer who accidentally backed over the annoying guy that kept getting in my way, and after realizing that he backed over the man, Morton had the guts to crack a joke about him ‘not being able to run anywhere now.’ At the end of the day Morton is one of the best police officers you can find in this city, and in my opinion, he always will be.
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