Go hard

Well, alright then.

I wouldn't dare go for the options. I don't know what the hell she's doing, but she clearly came prepared. I do not want to see what her 'alien self-defence kit' looks like.

"God fucking dammit!"

I throw my hands up, trying to block my unconvincing grimace.

"You fucking terrans just don't know how to leave well enough alone. We come down, and we try to do things the right way. Try to intergrate, push you stuffy lugs in a better direction, and for what?"

Wendy is stiff as a board. Every inch of her face looks like she either wants to cry or run. But, kudos to her, she's sticking to her guns. I spin around, and begin to pace the room.

"Oh yes, my mother warned me. Said I shouldn't push them, that we had to let them come around in their own time. But god dammit, they've been here since the sixties! I've never seen the lakes of Saturn in anything but pictures!"

I spun on my heel, thrusting my finger at her.

"You just had to go digging, and now you're standing here with threats? With all your research, all your evidence, you couldn't figure it out? If we're discovered, do you know what'll happen? Best case scenario, they capture us. And I will tell you right now, even if that's all they do, Saturn has been itching to turn this blue pebble into Mercury part 2 for a century! One slip, one errant fuck-up, and this whole planet can kiss its ass goodbye!"

Wendy's mouth had fallen open, like a puppet with its strings cut, and her face was paler than I thought was possible. Her hands were balled up, clutching against her chest so hard she was at risk of cutting herself with her own nails.

After a spell of silence, she croaked out, "what do you want?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

I hoped she'd fill it in, but no dice. She shook her head, and I slammed my hand against the windowsill to give myself time to think.

"You terrans are too chaste. You don't let yourselves be sexual, not like us. I'm trying to loosen you up, to make your way of life free and beautiful. But you're so... resistant. It's like you can't enjoy yourselves or something. It took so long to break down Sophia's defenses. But if you can just accept it, the galactic tribunal would finally be willing to talk to this mudball of a planet."

Somewhere down in hell, I could just hear a succubus marketing tech jotting down notes.

"Y-you don't want to d-d-destroy us?"

"Of course not. You've been watching too many movies. I live here too, I don't get anything if this planet gets atomized."

There was silence in the classroom. Wendy's eyes ran over me, but always came back to my pocket. To where the outline of my phone was.

"Can... c-c-can I help you?"