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      As an adult, the brown she-hedgehog, unaware that she was a princess from a lost planet, built her own space scooter for space travel. It ran on orb juice and blew soap bubbles. There was no protective bubble, but fortunately, despite this, she could breathe without oxygen even in space, unlike most humanoids. While flying through space, she came across a star system with planets orbiting a blue, extremely hot star. A red gas giant appeared nearby. Seeing it, smiling and confident, she deliberately approached the giant planet and turned off her scooter. Then, she closed her eyes and extended her arms. The gas giant slowly began to pull Varanda and her scooter toward it. Meanwhile, she-hedgehog was spinning around its axis and clasping her hands together. Spinning in place with her head down, she almost reached the surface of the gas giant, but managed to turn her scooter back on at the last moment, just before the surface, and flew at hyperspeed above the gas giant, screaming excitedly: — YEA-A-A-AH HAHAHAHAHA!!! Leaving the gas giant, she quickly flew toward the blue planet and found herself at a coal mining plant. Accidentally brushing against the yellow line and not noticing it, Varanda flew on, mistaking each building and mechanism for an obstacle and flying around them. At one point, she rode along a long sewer pipe from above, deliberately touching the surface and creating a few sparks for effect. A stone statue of Lord Hater lay in her path, which she lightly brushed with her space bike, knocking off the top of the hood and leaving several cracks. Afterward, an alarm went off near the statue. — Oops! — She-hedgehog, smiling, widened her eyes and covered her mouth with her hand. She looked back to make sure no one had seen her. "Sorry!" she apologized and flew on. She saw a huge wheel in her path, or rather two, one spinning slowly, the other spinning quickly, as if doors were opening and closing in the holes in the wheels. Seeing this, she-hedgehog stepped on all cylinders. — COME ON! — she shouted to herself and managed to fly through one of the openings in the huge wheel at the very last moment. Then she soared into space, shouting excitedly. — WOO-OO-WAHOO-OO-OOO!!! But before she could leave the planet, a huge alien ship immediately gave chase. It was the Skullship. He approached her from behind, and a rough voice came over the loudspeaker: — Girl, pull up to the nearest asteroid and stop! — What a trap! — Varanda rolled her eyes, and had to obey. She spotted the nearest asteroid and stopped next to it. The skullship stopped behind her. The ship's lower jaw opened, and its tongue stuck out, grabbing Varanda's motorcycle and pulling her inside. The ship's jaw-shaped hatch closed, and Varanda found herself inside the skullship. — If you're here because of the statue, please forgive me! I didn't notice it. — she said, raising her palms. The large doors opened, and a large skeleton in a red and black robe with yellow gloves and yellow lightning bolts on his skull entered. He glared menacingly at she-hedgehog with his green eyes and, approaching, asked: — Who are you? Who are you? How dare you invade my planet and damage my monument, the one that marks this as my planet? Varanda looked a little frightened. — I'm asking, who are you and why did you do this? Varanda was ready to cry and kneel. — Don't order me executed, it's not my fault. I was just passing by, having fun. I didn't even know this territory was occupied by a bloodthirsty dictator. — A dictator? — The skeleton raised his right eyebrow questioningly and laughed. — My dear, I'm not a dictator. I'm a lord. And my name is Hater. — he introduced himself and struck a cool pose. Then his watchdogs emerged, their heads like large eyes. They raised their fists and worshiped their leader: — Lord Hater, the greatest! — Lord Hater, the greatest! Hater, smiling, leaned toward she-hedgehog and asked: — And who are you? Varanda was still frightened and simply replied, — My parents don't allow me to speak to unfamiliar humanoids. — That's right. — the lord smiled. — But I'm not really a stranger. Everyone knows me and everyone fears me. After all, I'm the King of Nightmares! The Baron of Ruthlessness. Conqueror of the Galaxy. Lord Evil! — he boasted, striking a bold pose. Varanda stared at the skeleton in surprise, her eyes widening, amazed at how masculine and boastful he was. — So you're the great villain the entire galaxy fears? — she-hedgehog asked. — Yes. It's me. — The skeleton stood proudly sideways, placing his hands on his waist. — I'm the most insidious villain and conqueror. But seriously, who are you anyway? — Varanda remained silent, still unsure whether to introduce herself. However, Hater, smiling, extended his right hand, and, gently grasping her chin, said calmly. — Don't be afraid! I won't even lay a finger on you, if you want. I may be a villain, but I give you my word of honor that I'll let you go home unharmed if you confess and introduce yourself. Once I give my word, I'll always keep it. Varanda was still unsure whether to trust him. However, there was nothing else to do. She sighed heavily and spoke: — Okay... My name is Varanda... And I... I... am the daughter of Wander... — WANDER... — The skeleton noticed this and realized he had needlessly frightened her. He calmed down. — Sorry... I mean... How... Wander? She-hedgehog slowly opened her eyes and explained: — He and Mom Sylvia told me that I was the last representative of my dying race and that I was born on a lost planet that no longer exists. — Really? — Hater asked hoarsely and half-whispered. Varanda nodded fearfully. The skeleton then looked sternly off to the side and whispered to himself: — Dominator! Varanda, of course, heard this and asked: — Who? — Huh? — The skeleton turned and looked at she-hedgehog questioningly. — Sorry, I... I remembered a certain person who really enjoys capturing and destroying planets... Hmm... — he scratched his lower jaw, thinking. — Maybe... It was the Dominator?... She destroyed your planet?" Varanda tilted her head questioningly, considering this, and all she could answer was: — I'm not sure. The patrols exchanged glances and whispered among themselves about she-hedgehog. The skeleton blinked questioningly and, raising his shoulders and palms, asked: — What do you mean, not sure? — I don't know who it was myself... Although... I have some vague memories from the past... As if... There... Were... — Varanda paused, falling silent. Fragments of memories from the past came flooding back. She saw a beautiful turquoise she-hedgehog and a brown she-cat, both adults, each holding her in their arms in turn. She-hedgehog stood there, her mouth agape, staring off into the wall. Hater, worried, passed his hand before her eyes. — Hey!... Ouch!... Are you asleep? — No. — she answered him. She-hedgehog looked around. — Sorry... I just remembered something. — I see. — Hater replied, grinning, folding his arms across his chest. — How long has this been going on? — No. Just now... Uncle Hater, maybe you'll let me go already? I promise I'll never fly near your planets or your ship again. Hater thought, smiling, scratching his chin and large lower jaw. — Okay, Varanda. Consider me a policeman who simply gave you a warning the first time. Because if you repeat the offense in the future, I'll be forced to arrest you. — he said, grinning. — You promise not to break the rules again, don't you, my dear she-hedgehog? Varanda smiled, surprised and at the same time incredulous that Lord Hater had treated her so kindly and let her go voluntarily, without even resorting to torture. — I give you my word! I won't do it again. I promise. — she said with a bow. The skeleton was very pleased with such respect from this charming she-hedgehog. — Watchdogs, escort our guest to the exit hatch. Just be polite to her. — he ordered his army. — Yes, my lord. — they all saluted in unison and walked with Varanda to the skullship's hatch. When she-hedgehog turned her back to the skeleton, Hater pulled out a small bug with a red light and attached it to the sole of Varanda's right boot. She-hedgehog, as soon as she sensed this, suddenly extended her leg, striking the skeleton's arm and knocking it off his shoulder. Hater's eyes widened, surprised by this guest's reaction. Varanda turned around and covered her mouth with her hands in shame. — Oh, please forgive me. These are all my defensive counterattack reflexes. As soon as someone tries to attack me from behind, and I'm unaware of it, I immediately begin to defend myself and strike back. Aren't you in a lot of pain? — It's fine. I'm a skeleton. My lower jaw often fell off when I brushed my teeth. As soon as he said this, his lower jaw fell off by coincidence. Hater even smiled stupidly. She-hedgehog looked questioningly at the lord and continued on with the patrol. Meanwhile, Hater picked up his other arm and reattached it to his shoulder. Then he picked up his lower jaw and reinserted it into his skull. Then the lord pulled a GPS from his pockets, marking Varanda's location. The skeleton grinned maliciously and muttered to himself: — This time, that nasty Wanderer won't escape me. That she-hedgehog said she's his daughter, which means she'll lead me to him. Soon, I'll finally get my revenge on Wanderer and destroy him. After saying this, the skeleton chuckled maliciously, causing green lightning to flash around the skull-ship in outer space. But Varanda and the patrols didn't hear this evil laughter. While the patrols politely escorted she-hedgehog to the ship's exit, they didn't forget to ask her many questions. — What's your name, dear girl? — What planet are you from? — Are you so strong and feisty? — Is it true that Here and There is your father? — Isn't your hair prickly as needles? — Have you met our commander, Peepers, yet? — Oh, oh, too many questions. — said Varanda. — I also have plenty of questions about your race. How can you speak if you have eyes instead of heads and no mouths? And how do you breathe? And most importantly, how do you eat and drink? Through your pupils? — Aha. — the entire patrol nodded in unison. Varanda's eyes widened at what she heard. — Perhaps I should have asked! The patrol escorted her to the jaw-shaped hatch. The hatch opened, a tongue-shaped platform emerged, and Varanda remounted her space scooter and flew further into space. As she flew away, Hater watched her go, looking through the porthole. Commander Peepers stood nearby. — And you really let her go voluntarily?... Of her own free will? — the commander was a little indignant. — Not at all. — the skeleton shook his skull and handed the GPS to the commander so Peepers could track Varanda's location. — I discreetly planted a bug on the sole of her shoe. She didn't even notice it. Although she definitely has combat reflexes. As soon as I planted the bug on her, she slapped my hand without looking, knocking it off my shoulder. — And you're going to follow her and stalk her? Sylvia wasn't enough for you? What if she kills us? — Peepers was indignant, but Hater was calm and said, — No. She's clearly afraid of me. She even respected me. She could become a target so we can finally find and destroy him. — Him? — asked the commander. — Yes, him. — the skeleton replied. — Wander. Peepers slapped his upper eyelid, as if it were his forehead. — Oh, no. — Oh, yes. — Hater smirked. — About that orange furball again! — grumbled the commander. — Patience, Peepers. This time it will all work out. I'm absolutely certain of it. After this, the villainous skeleton laughed so loudly that it could be heard throughout the entire space surrounding the skullship.