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cruised through space, and while it didn't find any habitable planets, it did
find many useful anomalies that would help the Federation in the long run. This was good, but Evans was getting annoyed that he hadn't found ONE suitable planet. Then, one day as Evans was eating his lunch in the public quarters, the voice of Nero, the ship's helmsman wafted through the intercom: "Captain? I think you should see this." Evans sighed and started his trek to the bridge. This had better be good,
he thought. Luckily for Nero, it was: the Barbados
had finally found a habitable planet! The crew was cheering and some were even exchanging hugs. When Evans saw the planet, he almost cried, it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. "Our sensors rate it as a Class...Eleven planet. Practically pardise!" announced Hienrich, the ship's science officer. Evans smiled and clapped his hands together. "Exelent, now hail the Norfolk
and tell them we've found one."
Edgar slumped in his seat as the holographic images of the Federal Senate memebers dissapeered. How can grown adults be so petty?
he thought. At least it was for a worthwhile reason: Should weapons be researched? The arguments still buzzed around in Edgar's head like an angry hornet: "No question, we need to research them,
echoed the voice of one Senator. "We know beyond a shadow of a doubt that there are other life-forms out there, and we can't be naive enough to assume they're all friendly. Plus, if any colonies rebel, we need to...teach them that's not a good idea." "I agree with Senator Bristow about the aliens, but I'm not sure what she meant when she said "teach them,"
said annother. "You two are both being paranoid!"
said a third. "All we have to do is make a few alliances, and no-one would DARE attack us!" We don't even know if these...things HAVE a concept of alliances yet!"
shouted a third. Shut up, all of you.
Edgar thought, and he finally had scilence.
However, it didn't last long, as Qing-Xao came bursting through the doors to his office carring a hologram projector, layed it on his desk, and activated it. A small image of captain Evans faded into exesistance. "Mr. President," Evans said prowdly, "I am plwased to announc that on this day, May 15th, 2226 humanity has established its first coloney...Nero!" Edgar was impressed. "That's exelent news, Evans! Tell me about the planet." "It's a Class Eleven. The Garden of bloody Eden. And, yes, the Norfolk
is here,and she's already landing." "Exelent work, Captain," Edgar replied. "Keep this up, and I might start calling you Admiral.
" An enormous grin spread across Evans's face. "I'd like that, Mr. President. By the way, take some yoga classes, now you have two
planets' worth of beaurocracies to deal with!" before Edagr could say anything, Evans closed transmission. Edhar held his face in his hand, smiled and shook his head. "He's only a kid, Mr. President. Cut him some slack." Qing-Xao said comfortingly. "Xao, you know the one thing I hate more than being wrong?" Edgar asked, fighting down a chuckle. "What,Sir?" Qing-Xao asked. "Other people being right."
When the coloney on Nero was established, there was a world wide celebration on both planets. May 15th was decared a national holiday and morale soared. Things seemed to be going well:theJ.P. Morgan
had built mining bases on many asteroid fields that helped Earth, as well as Nero, get a boost to production. Federation scientists had also recently developed a way to tell where planets were located, meaning arriving near a lone star was a thing of the past. "Stellar Cartography," they called it. The scientists also reported that they were developing ways to build better, more efficent factories. "Xeno Industrial Theroy: Horrible Name, Good Idea!" was a common slogan. Edgar took Evans's advice and took yoga classes, managing a terrestrial country was hard enough, but and interstellar one was a nightmare...and Edgar loved every minute of it. Execpt the Council meetings, of course.