"What are you doing?" Abi asked as she walked into her room, eyeing over the Alien, who was trying her best to balance her ray on the tip of her nose. With a loud thud, she fell back onto the bed, scowling at her partner.
"I was trying to be meditate." Pip explained as she shot up, brushing her hair out of her face while Abi laughed at her. "Meditate? Tryin' to reach enlightenment or something?"
"No? Oh that's right, you inferior humans have no clue about the cosmic forces that grant me the POWER TO RULE WORLDS!" She proclaimed proudly before getting a playful flick to her head. "Right. Well. You have fun being 'all powerful'." The human remarked, waving her hands about to lightly mock Pip.
"You know, it is your fault I'm still here. I could have conquered your planet and had it in my collection by now. But you insisted on this girlfriend thing, which I have only recently realised makes me your mate. So since we are partners, I only think it fair we do something nice for each other."
Abi stared at The Queen for a solid few moments. "The last time I asked you to do something nice, you killed twenty six people."
"Oh come now, that store incident was ages ago."
"It's been a week. A WEEK. For ####s sake, some people are still looking into it!"
"Internet conspiracy theorists don't count. Plus, who'd believe that a Rabarti Queen was even on this rock?" Pipsqueak laughed, though noticing that Abi seemed a bit nervous. "Have you done something?" She asked, making her partner go more red then her hair.
Abigail pulled up her phone and showed her the front page of reddit, awkwardly showing a picture of the two lounging in bed together. "I sorta... Posted this like, the day after we met."
"Ah. Well I am royalty, no need to worry. But why do people say that I look 'great in cosplay'? What is that?" She questioned, thinking it was some kind of insult. Abi had to awkwardly explain the idea of cosplay to someone as dumb as an ant.
"Oh. So you dress as though you were a fictional character and act? We have something similar." Pip smiled, quickly darting over to her ship and telepathically ordering A'wala to deliver her things as she shrunk down to enter it.
Abi sat in her gaming chair, twirling about as she waited for her girlfriend to return from the miniature model looking thing that sat on her desk like a toy. Soon enough, Pip emerged wearing a familiar get up of a blue haired virtual idol, including the wig.
Abi just stared again. Maybe she was confused why her girlfriend was trying to prove something by cosplaying. Maybe it was the fact that Abi had been questioning her life choices. Or maybe it was the fact that her Alien girlfriend looked like a figurine of a certain blue haired idol beginning with H and M.
"W... Why are you dressed like that?"
"It is a customary outfit of my people. An outfit to express elegance, peace and comfort."
"How!? You're dressed like a freakin' idol!"
"Well, duh? The Rabarti people were once rather peaceful. Celebrating through music and song. Then we invaded."
"So you know what TV tropes is, but not who you're dressed as? Wait, I thought you were Rabarti? God, you're confusing." Abi groaned, slumping back in her chair. But Pip just shrugged, growing back to a more human size as she leapt off the desk and leant against the wall while twirling a leek in hand.
"Would you rather have a history lesson or let me suggest my idea?"
"You... You have a ######' leek. You know what you're doing."
"Are you going to hear my idea or not?"
"Fine..." Abigail sighed, deciding to ignore Pip's outfit and hear out her plan. "From my current understanding, the sapient life on this planet has a fascination with media. Since my ship is currently in a state of disrepair still, I have decided to conqueror your world in the ways of the Rabarti of old... Through Music and Dance!" Pip held the leek up like a sword, rather proud of her idea.
"No. Nope. You are not becoming an idol. I forbid it."
"Are you really going to put your foot down on this one?" The Queen asked as she slowly reached for her ray. It wasn't like Abigail could actually stop Pipsqueak from her plan. So she'd get someone who could.
Abi left the room for a few minutes and came back with Pop, who was lying in the hall just outside the room. "Alien girl, you're not becomin' an Idol. As fun as that sounds, Abi don't want it so... Ya can't."
"What!? But... I'm the Queen?" Pip yelled as she looked at the two. It was very hard for her to understand the word no. Pop just gave her a casually shrug in response, not exactly seeing what was wrong with it. But Abi was dead set on stopping this idea in its tracks.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't do this?" The Queen asked.
Abigail took a deep breath before listing off a multitude of reasons. "You still know very little of our planet. You have no social skills other then demanding. Where would you even get a venue, by the way, you're an alien. You are literally green. You'll just cause trouble with your ray. You killed twenty six people within the last week. And I said so."
"Wow. Racist."
"DO NOT PLAY THE RACE CARD WITH ME, YOU ACTUALLY KILLED PEOPLE!"
"Calm down, you two." Pop sighed, putting her arms between the two. The minotaur wasn't exactly used to being the voice of reason, but if she didn't, her house would probably be wrecked.
After a long discussion, the three had come to an agreement. Since Pop was leaving for work tomorrow, she'd take the ray with her. If Pip could actually manage to remain calm, and interact with people normally online, Abi would let her at least go outside... In a disguise of course.
How ever this went didn't really matter to Pop. But she figured it'd be fun to mess around with something like a size ray.
Over the course of the next week, Abi was going to have to teach Pip how to act human. Though On a farm, not so far away, Pop was going to have a bit of fun with the Queen's ray. How fun.