Well, here we go again, but this time I'm going to finish this story. I'm keeping it 25 or 26 chapters, and if you haven't guessed, this is the full story to my one shots Evelyn, Molly, Star Racers and Pastries. Only I wrote that I believe three years ago? It's crap, to say it plainly. Typoes, no character depth, cheesy lines. It's pretty bad. I'm keeping it pretty close to the episodes because otherwise I'll end up not finishing it, but I just rewatched Oban again and all I could see was the ending I originally had in mind when I wrote those one shots three years ago. Since my classes are going pretty easy at the moment (I'm almost halfway through college and I can't wait to be done) and I can't seem to find a job for the life of me, I need to practice my story writing skills. Especially if I want to write a graphic novel.

Honey honey, don't you cry
It's a ruse
All these creatures are a lie
Funny bunny, it's alright
I clap my hands
And they're gone into the night

"Don't think I don't see you eyeing that mechanic girl," Evelyn hears to her right, a box of tools causing her arms to burn under its weight, yet her eyes can't seem to leave the backside of the girl with the dyed red hair and tattoos covering her face. As she glances at her adoptive brother, she can feel her cheeks begin to warm uncomfortably. She glances back at the sashaying hips once more, before clearing her throat and placing the box in the back of the van.

"Can it, Stan, I don't want to hear it," She grumbles, pushing a loose strand of dark brown hair behind her ear that was too short to fit in her ponytail of curly chocolate locks.

She can hear her brother's snicker, and it causes her stomach to clench painfully. Without thinking, she lashes out, her knuckle hitting the thickest part of his bicep. The squeal that escapes his mouth is almost comical. "Amy told you to behave," She grumbles.

"Mom told you to behave too," He says through a cheeky smile.

"Enough, did you guys get everything?" Her brother's best friend and partner calls in his soft voice.

"Yeah," She says as she bends at the waist to peek underneath the truck. A wagging tail and heterochromia eyes stare back.

An explosion nearly knocks her off her feet in that moment, and she grasps for the front of her brother's coveralls, his hands finding her arms in time to keep her standing.

"Kroggs!" She hears, along with the sound of gunfire as she rights herself once more. "Don't let him near the star-racers!" She barely makes out through all of the commotion.

"Shit!" Escapes her thin lips as she releases her brother.

"In the truck!" She barely registers Don Wei's voice as her brothers usher her up into the back of the truck.

"Blue!" She calls, and a mass of black fur is at her side in an instant.

"Who said you could bring a dog?!" Wei snaps as the doors to the truck close and they lurch forward. The Japanese man looks livid, and Evelyn is almost too shocked to say anything.

"I don't go anywhere without Blue," She growls.

"I don't recall even okaying you to come along," He snaps back once more. A glare is quickly working its way upon her face as she clutches Blue's collar tightly in her bruised and battered hands.

"Sir, with all due respect, she's a valuable mechanic, and Koji and I wouldn't be able to get the job done without her," Stan steps in.

"We have company, this is not the thing to be arguing over!" Koji buts in. The Krogg had hijacked one of the jeeps, and he looks awkward sitting in the small Jeep's seats.

"I've got this," Jordan says as he hoists up a plasma gun. "Get down," He calls as he pushes the door open with his foot, and Stan and Koji lunge for his legs to keep him steady. Evelyn ducks toward the front of the truck with Wei, Blue's collar grasped firmly in her hand as the dog slips backward. In a puff of smoke, the Krogg is gone.

They all give a cheer of momentary victory.

"Faster, we're almost out of time," Wei calls as he clicks the screen on the truck's control panel.

"There! There's the ship!" She calls as she stands and rights herself once more, the sun barely beginning to peek over the horizon. She feels relief settle in her stomach for a moment as they make it underneath the ship, then it's gone again in an instant. Where's Rick? She runs her fingers through the dog's thick double coat to calm her nerves as she searches the countryside for the star racers and pilot. As a yellow light begins to draw them up, she catches sight of the other truck, and a sigh of relief leaves everyone's lips nearly simultaneously.

"And we're off," Wei mumbles, his hands behind his back in a pose of false control.

Once the ship closes underneath them, everyone cautiously steps out of their respective trucks.

"Some fancy spaceship, huh?" Jordan says sarcastically as he prods the stone floor with his steel toed boots. Evelyn rolls her eyes, her boots thudding as they make contact with the trap door flooring. Blue's claws click the floor as she lands beside Evelyn, and she peers up and around curiously, her ears perked.

"Well," she starts, resting her chin on her right fist, "Nothing to do until we get there."

"Any news of how long this is gonna take, Don?" Rick questions, his arms crossed over his chest and his posture screaming "this is the most uninteresting situation I've ever been in in my entire life."

"I haven't a clue," Said man replies.

"Well, it's at least 25,000 light years away, right?" Koji asks rhetorically. "It all depends on how fast the ship is traveling. It could take as little as 12 hours to as much as 25,000 years."

"I doubt it'll take that long, Koji," Evelyn sighs out, her fist falling as she crosses her arms over her chest, her hip jutting out as she leans into the Malamute-wolf cross.

"Well, at least the 25,000 years," Stan clarifies, moving the toothpick around with his lips.

"If it really is only twelve hours, that's just enough time to catch some shut eye before we touch down," Jordan puts in with a yawn. None of them had slept the night before.

"So, which planet is it we're going to?" Evelyn questions Don. He had skipped out on telling them as they had packed, and she figured she was owed an explanation for losing sleep.

"I'm not entirely sure, young lady," Don answers simply as he glances at the faces around him and the cavernous ship they were inhabiting. "We best get some shut eye," He tells them.

So helpful... Evelyn thinks to herself and looks down at her feet. She wishes she'd eaten before they left, her stomach is beginning to bug her and aside from the snacks she'd packed in her bag, they weren't going to get a meal until they got to their destination.

Evelyn listens as her little rag tag group discusses different matters, asking questions and coming up with as good of solutions to them as their sleep deprived minds could create. Food and sleep were the only things on her agenda, and one of the two was out of the question because she refuses to let her secret stash be known.

She clears her throat and looks up at her brothers. "You guys wanna play a round of Egyptian Rat Race before we bed down?"

"Not right now, Ev," Stan yawns, a gloved hand coming up to cover his mouth. Koji nods in agreement.

"Solitair it is," She sighs as she goes to ruffle through her bags for a pair of sweats and her single pack of playing cards, Blue on her heels. Not caring who sees, she kicks her boots off and pulls the stiff coveralls off once she finds a black pair of sweats and pulls them on.

"Think fast, boys," She calls as she tosses a folded blanket to her brothers. It smacks Koji square in between his shoulder blades.

"Thanks, Sis," Stan calls as Koji picks the light blue blanket up off the stone flooring. She simply humms.

"You two can share."

"Got one in there for me?" Jordan asks her hopefully. She can feel her facial muscles twitch in irritation.

"No, family only. If you wanted a blanket so bad, you should have packed your own," She snaps.

"Jeeze, I was only asking," He grumbles.

A warm laugh rings through her ears, and her eyebrows pull down, though she doesn't look up. The voice is familiar enough.

"That's cold, Sweetheart," Rick says. She refuses to acknowledge him.

After her game of solitaire, where she only had to cheat twice, she wraps herself up in her comforter with her dog, part of the blanket balled underneath her head to serve as a pillow. She's amazed at how quickly she manages to fall asleep.

The next thing she knows she's being woken up by a mousy voice and the ball of fur radiating heat next to her leaving her side. She sits up, rubbing her eyes roughly until spots of white cloud her vision.

"What on Earth are you doing here?" She hears Wei's shrill snap.

"I, I mean there's no problems…" Evelyn can barely hear the quiet voice radiating from atop the star racer. "It's really okay, I'm your-"

"A problem, Sir?" Jordan interrupts the small girl with the equally small voice. "Oh, her again, huh?"

Something in Evelyn snaps. Frankly she's had enough of Jordan and she hasn't even known him for a full 24 hours. "I've had enough of you, Jordan. Shut your damn mouth and quit being a dick before I shut your mouth for you," The after feeling of sleep leaves her almost instantly as she practically shoots up, sending Jordan a heavy glare.

"Woah, woah, that is no way to speak to your teammates, young lady. I will not allow it while you are on my team," Wei snaps down in Evelyn's direction.

"Doesn't mean I won't kick his ass," She grumbles with crossed arms.

"I thought you could use an extra mechanic, sir!" Rings through the cavernous space, breaking the tension.

"Molly," Is said with the greatest amount of irritation Wei could muster in that moment. "I already have the best mechanics in the league, and as far as I'm concerned young lady, you're just a surprise and I hate surprises, have I made myself clear?!" A sigh, and Evelyn barely manages to bite her tongue. "You should have known be-"

A rumble and quake cuts off Wei's rant, and with a scream resonating through the air, a weight lands atop Evelyn's head, effectively knocking her to the ground as the wind leaves her lungs with a whoosh.

With a "watch your step, Little Mouse," the weight is lifted off of Evelyn's back and replaced by a whimpering mass of black fur.

"Blue! Stop!" She cries out, attempting to push the cross off of her, but the dog's strength prevents it.

"Oh! I-I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" That same mousy voice appears next to her, though she can't look up on account of the tongue attacking her face.

"I-I'm- Blue! Dammit! Get off!" Evelyn scolds. The only thing that pulls the dog away is that mousy voice calling her name, and before Evelyn can sit up, a startled yelp filters through the air, followed by bell like laughter. Evelyn's heart skips a beat at the sound, and her eyes find that same mechanic she'd been eyeing the night before. She stands, snapping out Blue's name, and the dog jumps back to lay at her feet, her face almost content as she gazes up at Evelyn. Evelyn offers her hand to the still giggling girl, and she pulls her to her feet. "I'm so sorry, are you okay?" She says after a moment of staring at the girl's pretty face.

"Yeah. You're the one I fell on, are you okay?" She asks back.

Evelyn's cheeks dust over. "Oh, yeah, fine…" She rubs at the back of her head underneath her thick drape of hair, her eyes cast downward.

Another rumble, and daylight begins to filter around the small group as a circular door falls in the side of the ship. Everyone's attention is on that doorway, and they all slowly inch forward to see where they are.

"Gentleman," Wei's voice calls from atop the trailer the star racers are resting on. "Beyond this door lays the unknown," Evelyn rolls her eyes. Motivational speeches really aren't her thing, and she's going to have the next few months absolutely filled with them. Wei hops down from the truck bed, leaving Evelyn to wonder how he hadn't broken his leg or something. He isn't exactly a young person. "The qualifying trials of the great race of Oban. It will certainly be the biggest challenge of your lives," Wei holds his arms out for dramatic effect as he comes to rest in front of the bright light radiating through the doorway. Evelyn has a hand over her mouth, attempting to hold back a full blown laugh as Molly, in quite an amusing pose, holds her tongue out at Wei. "You will give nothing less than your best, and watch your step, from now on you are the ambassadors of Earth," Wei turns around to saddle poor Molly with a glare, and both Evelyn and Molly right themselves quickly. "And don't even think I'm done with you, Miss."

Evelyn blows a raspberry as Rick attempts to hide a chuckle and Molly looks every bit irritated. "Fantastic motivational speech, Sir, but it was really unnecessary. We're all starving and tired of being cooped up, so how about we blow this joint instead of prattling on like we're racing the Grand Prie today, yeah?" Evelyn says as she turns on her heel to climb up into the cab of the truck hauling their star racers. She can feel Wei's glare burning her back as he seeths, but she can't bring herself to care as she pulls Blue in after her and moves to lean against the far wall of the chassi.

"Well, can't argue with that. The faster we move the faster we get a meal," She hears Rick's voice. "Everyone in, let's figure out where we need to go. Up ya get, Little Mouse," Evelyn looks up at that to see Rick lift the small girl up into the driver's seat, and she scoots out of it to find a spot next to Evelyn. Stan and Koji follow next, along with Jordan, then Wei and Rick.

Evelyn is attempting to catch a glimpse of the world outside their ship as Rick pulls the truck out into the open, and words catch on her tongue at what she sees. A "woah!" next to her says it all, and she can only nod in agreement.

Hustle and bustle of every kind of life form one could imagine in a marketplace esque setting. Aliens buying and selling goods, animals pulling carts, young and old, big and small, the unusual and not so unusual, all conversing together. It's truly an amazing sight to the two girls.

The spell is broken at Jordan's surprised yelp, and Evelyn can't help but send a glare his way.

"Wow, look at these aliens," Koji begins. "I bet no one's seen aliens like these before."

"Let 'em come! We're ready for them," Jordan says, and Evelyn rolls her eyes.

" Remember Jordan, we're ambassadors," Rick sounds irritated as he lightly scolds Jordan, but Evelyn is beginning to think that's his usual tone.

"How about ditching that gun and your ego for two minutes, Gunner Boy, I doubt you're gonna need them," Evelyn snaps, and Jordan Just glares back at her.

Evelyn's head whips the other way at Wei's voice. "Well, I didn't expect the Avatar in person, but at least they could have sent a welcoming committee," When had he gotten over there? A few knocks and Molly's light laugh have Evelyn's attention, and she gazes down, and what she finds pulls a grin upon her lips.

"Sir, I think the welcoming committee has arrived," Molly says almost happily. Evelyn scoots over and bumps into Blue as Wei comes up next to her to peer down at the elderly alien assaulting their vehicle with a stick and a wide smile upon his strage elderly features.

"Ah, great another surprise. Somehow I feel this won't be the last one today," Wei says iritably.

"Lighten up, you're taking this way too seriously," Evelyn interjects, but she is ignored. She gazes back down at the alien along with the rest of her rag tag group.

"Hello, Earthlings, welcome to Alwas! You are the ninety-sixth and last team to arrive, I daresay we no longer expected you," Evelyn's eyebrows furrow at the alien's words. How could he speak English? "Let me introduce myself, my name is Satis, faithful servant of the Avatar. I will be your temporary guide. Follow me and I will take you to your lodgings." Everyone backs up with alarm as the small elderly alien begins to haul himself up onto the truck. "I've never seen a raceship from Earth before, beautiful," he says as he walks around, gazing about. Everyone is tongue tied at his forwardness.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but this is our truck, buddy, not our ship. Our ship is right behind me," Wei motions behind himself with his thumb. He watches with confusion as Satis scrambles up to get a better look at it.

"Excuse me," Evelyn calls. "I have a question."

Satis turns his attention to her. "And what would that be?"

"How is it you can speak our language? We shouldn't be able to understand each other," Evelyn waves her hands around in her animated fashion.

"Ah, my wonderful master the Avatar has thought to take care of that particular problem for the duration of the Great Race of Oban. An All-Speak of sorts. I am not speaking your language, and you will not be speaking any other language. You can merely understand the various languages you will be surrounded by and vice versa. A wonderful idea if I do say so myself," Satis waves his little staff around lightly. "Now, if you will follow me, your star racers will be transported to your pit momentarily. We'll be riding in style the Alwas way!"

Everyone skeptically follows the elderly alien out of the truck and down to two very large worms with saddles on their backs. After everyone's belongings had been transferred to one of the worms, it was time for the humans to load up. Ladders allow everyone to clamber up on the tall creatures, and as Molly moves to join everyone else, Wei stops her with a "Not so fast, stowaway, you're riding with the luggage and dog."

"Excuse me?" Evelyn calls.

"That dog is not riding with us, she can go with the luggage," Wei says sternly as he begins ascending the ladder.

"Asshole," Evelyn grumbles and kicks the dirt as she follows after the red head with her dog on her heels. They manage to haul the hundred pound dog up into the saddle and once they settle in, they're off to their pit.

The girls are quiet, and maybe even slightly seething. Evelyn wants to say something, but it feels as if there is a blockage in her throat that's preventing her from speaking. With a small sigh, she maneuvers herself around and finds one of her blue duffle bags and rummages around within it. Wrapped up in one of the blankets, she finds boxes of pastries and salted cashews.

Pulling open the box of HoHos, she takes out a package and zips the bag back up. She wiggles back around, leaning into Blue and holds the sweets out to Molly, which immediately catches her eye.

"Where'd you get those?" She asks with her mousy voice. Its so much easier to answer a question than come up with something to say.

"I, uh, may have packed a bunch of sweets, soda and instant coffee in my bags, which you're welcome to, but don't make me regret it," Evelyn inwardly cringes. What an idiot she is!

A smile makes its way onto the other girl's lips and she gently takes the pastries from her hand. "I won't. You don't want one?"

"Nah, I got plenty," Evelyn waves her hand dismissively, her other one hidden behind her and grasping Blue's collar painfully. Evelyn's eyes fall away from Molly and to the scenery around them at the light crinkling of the plastic that tells the package had indeed been opened. Her eyes find the back of her brother's head, and she wants nothing more than to bury her face in his back to hide the dusting of her cheeks.

Well, Evelyn came out more melancholy this time around. That was not planned, but it suits her well.