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Yelina opened her bedroom door- and stared! There, on the floor, was Boom-Boom Kitty’s super-suit. The feline in question lay luxuriating on her pillow. He opened one eye and yawned, widely. Yelina picked up the suit, giving her kitty a quizzical look.

‘Ho-ly . . . ! The power’s down almost ten percent!’ She sat down beside her kitty, and thought he eyed the suit in her hand guiltily.

‘You been having adventures on your own, Boomers?’ Carly said, entering the room with Kiko.

‘How’d he get in here?’ Kiko queried with a puzzled expression. ‘Somebody must’ve let him in.’

Yelina tousled her kitty’s head, thoughtfully. ‘I wouldn’t be too sure. He’s good at getting in and out of things, usually when no one’s around to watch how he does it. Anyway,’ she said, dumping their booty out of the bags onto the bed, ‘let’s get to work.’

‘Oh, that’s why you only made me a temporary tail,’ Carly said. ‘Hey, that’s a great place to put all those power-supplies!’

Kiko eyed the appendage with misgiving. ‘That is a lot of power-supplies. You don’t need anywhere near that many.’

‘Oh, yes I do,’ Yelina countered, gluing each rechargeable power-supply to a super-light plasteel ball-joint and attaching it to the next, before pushing the whole thing into a super-tail.

‘Wow!’ Carly exclaimed, ‘that doesn’t hardly add any weight at all!’

‘That’s the idea,’ Yelina told her, fiddling with more parts. ‘Lots o’ power, as little weight and bulk as possible.’

‘Yelina!’ Kiko warned. ‘You can not put grav-pads on our super-suits!’

‘Oh, yes I can,’ Yelina said, inserting another grav-pad into its ready-made pocket and sealing it. ‘It’s how they’re going to fly.’

‘What’re these things?’ Carly asked her, holding up an electronic piece of equipment that resembled a wafer-board.

‘That,’ Yelina told her, ‘is a field-generator. That’s how we’re going to go invisible. An’ those things are sensors, so we can track down the bad guys.’

‘Wow! You sure got a lot of different kinds.’ She picked up a handful, dubiously. ‘They sure are tiny.’

‘The tinier the better,’ Yelina told her.

‘Yelina, this is a very bad idea!’ Kiko warned for the umpteenth time as they made their way to a clearing in the nearby forest, where they hopefully wouldn’t be observed. ‘Why don’t you try it out on yourself, instead of Carly?’

‘‘Cause I need to watch the monitors in order to run some tests,’ Yelina said distractedly, folding Carly’s cowl down over her eyes, ‘and you’re too chicken to try it out, yourself.’

‘Hey!’ Carly complained, ‘I can’t see!’

‘Just a sec. I haven’t turned it on, yet,’ Yelina told her.

‘If something bad happens to her, you’re in a lot of trouble!’ Kiko reminded her.

‘Nothing bad’s going to-’

The two stared as Carly disappeared, followed by a plaintive wail, high above their heads, that receded rapidly into the distance.

‘- oops.’

You are the alien.

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