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{♡}Not your 'mommy'{♡}

I'm so sorry! I thought it said Galatea so I went with the original script of 'The Moon Revolution Part 1'!

I promise I'll make another oneshot decidcated to your request!

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The Solar System was in disarray, and the moons of Jupiter had finally assembled to take their stand. As the group gathered in the dimly lit corner of space in the asteroid belt, the tension was palpable. Ganymede, had laid out the plans in front of their growing army, illustrating with sharp lines and gestures how they would surround Earth.

"Group A and B come from this side, C and D from that side," Ganymede explained, his voice clear and authoritative. "We'll surround Earth, throw asteroids, and get back to base. We’ll be in and out before they even notice us."

Europa stood by his side, her arms crossed and a confident smirk on her face. "This will work. No planet, no matter how big, can stop us," she declared.
But then Titan and the moons of Uranus arrived, shaking things up. Titan, stepped forward, a concerned look on his face.

"What about the Sun?" Titan asked, pointing at the celestial giant in the distance. "The Earth is in the Goldilocks zone. If we attack, the Sun will notice and blast us with solar flares. Some of our moons are too small to survive that."

Ganymede rolled his eyes, a bit annoyed but not deterred. "Hey, every plan has its risks, Titan," he said dismissively. "But if you have a better idea, we’re all ears." Ganymede said sarcastically.

Titan raised an eyebrow, looking at the map and then at the moons gathered around them. "There’s gotta be a better way."

Just then, the familiar figures of Callisto and Io entered, bringing along the moons of Neptune.

Ganymede's expression softened slightly, relieved to see familiar faces. "Uh—Hey! It’s Callisto and Io!" he greeted them waving at them to come over.

Europa watched the arrivals with a proud smile on her face. "Now this is an army!" she muttered to herself, glad that their forces were growing. "There’s no way the planets will stand a chance now."

But before she could revel too long in her thoughts, a small voice interrupted her.

"Are you my new mommy?" a voice piped up, soft and curious.

Europa blinked, confused. She turned around, looking down at the little figure who had spoken. Standing shyly near the larger moons was a small, timid moon—Galatea, one of the moons of Neptune. She had a wide-eyed, innocent look, as if she’d just asked the most normal question in the universe.

Europa stood still for a moment, caught off guard. Her brow furrowed. "Uh, what?" she replied, utterly confused.

Galatea smiled brightly, looking up at her. "Are you my new mommy?"

Europa paused, glancing around at the moons nearby, who were watching the interaction with mixed expressions of curiosity and amusement.
"Uhh... No, kid, I’m not your ‘mom’" Europa managed, a little flustered. "I’m Europa, not… whatever that is. But I’m sure someone around here will take care of you."

At that moment, Triton—one of Neptune's moons—stepped forward, rubbing his face with a sigh.

"Sorry, sorry, wrong side of the group," Triton muttered, shaking his head as he looked at his little sister. "Guys, don’t embarrass me, okay?"

The other thirteen moons of Neptune looked apologetically at Triton. "Sorry, big brother," they all chimed in unison.

Triton groaned, throwing his hands up in frustration. "Don’t call me that," he muttered. "Whatever."

As the group continued to talk, Titan gathered everyone's attention, his deep voice cutting through the chatter.
"Everyone, we need to discuss a new plan," Titan said, stepping forward with his usual authority. "So, gather around."

Galatea’s bright eyes lit up, her small frame hopping slightly. "Can we go too, Triton?" she asked eagerly.

Triton, though clearly irritated by the entire situation, softened his stance and gave her a gentle pat. "Yeah, go with them. I’ll be right here," he said, clearly resigned to her curiosity.Galatea nodded excitedly and bounded off toward the larger group, her small voice trailing behind her as she continued to ask questions, already curious about the grand plan unfolding before her.

Europa watched the young moon, her expression softening despite herself. Maybe, just maybe, they would be able to make this revolution work—if they could keep things in order.

As Ganymede continued to strategize with the others, Europa stood to the side, her thoughts racing. Things were heating up, and no matter the risks, she was ready. The Solar System wouldn’t know what hit it.