Full Of Surprises

Tell the World(All)

The school day ends happily and I get a few numbers to text. Elly and I walk towards the car lot. Tina is there, with her Porsche. "How was school, girls?" she asks. "It was pretty good," I say. "Nice," says Elly. "Good," mom says. "Because, we are going on a trip," mom says.
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"On a trip?" Margaux asks. "Where?" Elly asks. "The entire planet," Tina smiles. "What? What do you mean?" Elly asks. "Yeah, what do you mean?" Margaux asks. "Arty came up with an idea for us to go on a world trip to teach about what we believe in. You guys are going to have to come up with speeches about what you believe in to raise awareness. You have to capture people's attention, if you want to change something. Maybe this will be on worldwide news since its all over the world!" Tina exclaims. "Flaw one," says Elly. "How on Earth..." she starts. "Are we going to translate into those languages?" Margaux finishes. "We've hired two people. One who can speak nearly all languages and one who can speak nearly all languages in sign language. We've already paid for all the connecting flights and round trips and all that other stuff," Tina smiles. "Well, this is going to be fun!" Margaux says. "We've submitted the information in local and international news stations. And we've done that in other countries, too," Tina says.
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Arthur
Tina pulls up, into the garage, with Elly and Margaux. I wait patiently, sitting on the couch. I gesture for them to come sit on the couch with me, as they walk toward the family room. "Are you all excited?" I ask. "Yes, definitely," smiles Margaux. Elly nods, happily. "Yeah!" exclaims Tina. "We're leaving in a week. We have 2-3 days to pack up. After we pack up, tell your friends about the location of the stadium in the U.S.A. We can also do a lot of fun things in other countries. But while you're there, I know you all already know this, but please don't wear things from other religions or cultures that aren't your own and especially not as a costume because it's disrespectful and not yours. Just because you admire something, doesn't mean snatch it from the people it belongs to. Like when people wear Native Indigenous/"American" war headdresses and bindi dots to coachella. Does anyone know what they're going to talk about, yet?" I ask excitedly. "Ya know, savin' the wooorld," Tina TeddyBear says, bobbing her head. "Um... Mom," Elly says, looking confused and embarrassed at what T just did. We all laugh. "Racism, systemic oppression, and cultural appropriation," says Elly.
"Aaaah... War prevention and why war isn't necessary nor fundamental to human function or thriving," Margaux says. "Great, you guys! Mine will be about misogyny, sexism, and the importance of intersectional feminism," I say. "Well, let's start packing up," smiles Tina.
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Tina
"You kids go pack. Arthur and I are in our room," I say. I walk into the bedroom, Arthur following behind me. I fold lots of different types of clothes into a suitcase and zip it shut. "You sure that's all you need?" Arthur asks. "That's a lot! Plus, washing machines!" I say.
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Elly
"Do you have a suitcase I borrow?" Margaux asks. "Yeah, I think so. Hold on," I say, reaching under the bed, pulling out a black suitcase. "What are they doing in there?" I mumble. "Probably packing," Margaux says. Margaux wiggles her eyebrows and makes kissing noises while making her hands kiss. We both laugh. I look in my dresser for hot and cold weather clothes to wear because I know how the world's weather system works.
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Margaux
"I might as well bring everything I have because I don't have that many clothes here," I sigh. "What if something happens to the luggage and you have none?" Elly asks. "I guess you're right. I wish I could go get my clothes from my mother's house," I say. Elly rubs my back and says "Maybe I can ask dad?" "Good idea," I say.
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Elly
After 7 days pass, and we inform the teachers, staff, and principle of our school what is going on, we get ready to fly to Las Vegas. Surprisingly, mom's job let her off and dad can take off whenever he likes( though, he dislikes it very much. ) I take a shower, wash my hair, and get dressed. I leave the bathroom so that everyone else can use it. I start to cook breakfast. When everyone is done getting ready they come eat. "It's good right? I know," I say, smiling. Everyone finishes pretty quick. Guess it was so yummy they couldn't resist. "C'mon you guys. We still need to load all the luggage in the car," Margaux says, excitedly. "She's right," dad says. We walk to the garage. He pops the trunk and puts all of our suitcases in it. Pretty soon, we're on the road. "I'm so excited!" I exclaim. We arrive at the airport in 30 minutes. We have to stand in line and wait for gate passes. Eventually, we get to security. The line is pretty short. I already went through the scanner and my dad has, too. A TSA officer pulls mom to the said. "Is she with you?" the young man asks, pointing towards Margaux. "Yeah," my mom says, making a face of confusion and disgust. "Why?" she asks, making the face more. "Because, we hold random screenings, occasionally, and she needs to be taken in for a few more screenings, after this one, and before she gets on the plane, she needs to be checked again for explosives or weapons," the TSA officer said. My mom's face turned from disgust and confusion to just pure disgust. Margaux looks genuinely scared. I walk back through the security scanner toward them as my dad pulls out his phone. "If the screenings are random, screen me instead!" I smile. The TSA officer looks confused and angry. "That is against our code of conduct," says the officer. "We just have to go along with it," mom says, wide eyed and worried. Dad and I follow the TSA officer and Margaux into a room, his phone still recording everything. "Remove your clothing," says another TSA, already in the room. Margaux has to take of her shirt. "Not your pants. Take off the cloth," the officer says. "Cloth?" Margaux asks, confused. "The towel!" another officer yells. "I don't have a towel, Elly! What is he talking about?" Margaux whispers, between sobs. "Your hijab, I think," I suggest, worried. I watch in pain as Margaux takes off her hijab. "Check it," says the first officer. "All her pockets, too." "Get against the wall," the officer says. Margaux steps toward the wall as several officers pat her down. Eventually, Margaux is told she is fine and to put everything back on. The officers walk her back to the detector and through it again. I go back through and so do my dad and mom. Dad clicks his phone recorder off. We are finally ready to board our plane. "It's only 5 hours," mom says. "Do you want to use the incident video in your speech?" Dad asks Margaux. "Yes, sure," Margaux says. The first words she's said in an hour. Margaux and I are seated next to each other, during lift off I hold her hand because I'm scared. Who wouldn't be a little nervous in a giant, hollow, aluminum air tube thousands of feet up in the air?  "I can't wait, sort of," I say. "Me either," Margaux says.
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Tina
When the plane lands, there is a rental car waiting for us. Arthur already had the keys shipped, so we get in. "Which hotel?" I ask. "A really nice one," he says. Arthur drives us to the fanciest hotel in Las Vegas. It has a casino, two pools, and the suites are amazing. Arthur pays and we go to our room, Margaux and Elly following. "You guys have your own suite!" Arthur says cheerily. "You can have a little girl time," he says. "Do you want to keep your suitcases here?" I ask. "No, I'm good," Elly says. Margaux shakes her head 'No'. "Here's the key," I hand a card to Margaux as they walk out the door. "What are we going to do with our suitcases?" I ask. Arthur puts our two suitcases in the closet, one falling on top of me, by mistake. "Ouch!" I shriek. "Are you okay, babe?" he asks. "Yeah," I say as I step closer. Arthur pulls me closer to him and I kiss him.
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Margaux
"Did you write your speech down?" I ask Elly after I'm in my pajamas and my hijab is off. "Yeah, I'm a bit nervous, though," she says. "Didn't you do this before?" I ask. "The crowd will be much bigger," Elly says. "You're right. I've written everything down, I'm nervous, too," I say. "What should I wear?" I ask. Elly grabs my suitcase and we look through it.  "I think the red polka dot shirt with the white pants and red polka dot hijab," Elly suggests.
"Yeah, good idea. What about you?" I ask. " A green sundress," Elly says. "Nice," I say. "Let's play music," I suggest. I pull out my phone and go to a radio network. A Meghan Trainor song comes on. "Nononononononono!!!" I yell. "First she makes an ableist song treating anorexia like a fad trend. It is a disease! It is in fact, not a fad trend!! That only makes anorexic girls cry and the people who are skinny feel like they aren't worth anything because they're not a certain size. Like, you can make a fat body positive song without bashing other girl's body types. And THAT is why I don't like her!" I say. "She literally made a song enforcing sexist gender roles which, if you ask me is beyond problematic!" says Elly, in concurrence. "Ugh!" I say turning the song. "Hashtag: Stop Meghan 2k16 !" Elly says. After a few hours, Elly and I fall asleep on the couch, watching TV.
The next morning, there's a knock on the door. "Who is it?" I ask, looking through the peep hole. I unlock the door. "Hey you guys," I say, sleepily. Elly rolls over, waking up. "Get ready, take your showers and get dressed," Tina says. "We're getting ready to tell the world," Arthur says.
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Arthur
Tina and I sit on the couch, waiting for Elly and Margaux to get out of their showers. Luckily, they have two different showers. Tina looks at me. After a long time she says something.
"Where are we doing this?" she asks. "There's a huge performance stadium by the hotel. Make sure you have everything, and don't be nervous," I say. "Oh, Arthur," Tina says grabbing my hand. "Yes?" I ask. "I love you," she says, grabbing my hand, and kissing me. "OTP!" Elly says, emerging from the bathroom. "Elly," I say. "What's going on?" Margaux asks, laughing as she walks out of the other bathroom. "Nothing," I say. "Haha, Tarthur-Arina," Margaux laughs. "Let's go, gals," I say, quickly opening the door.
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At the debut in Las Vegas, everyone gave there speeches. "We are throwing our Earth away. NASA took a picture of Earth in 1978 vs. 2012 and  the difference is absolutely heartbreaking. We are killing the planet. My husband and I have created a fund to cut back on deforestation and an animal rescue program. During the 6th mass extinction, it is vital that we protect our environment. We need to start caring, not only caring, but changing things. Change the way we do things. Do you honestly need 32 paper towels? You have 2 hands, 32 hands. Use 2 paper towels or less, what is so hard to understand about that? Tell your kid to stop throwing their garbage out of the window. Carpool, ride a bike for goodness sake. Take the bus, don't act like you've never touched a germ before. You can forget about having a clean planet when people do the kind of things they're doing it. Tell other people, spread the word and do what you can. Don't be scared to use something 4 or 5 times, won't hurt anyone except the people spending trillions of dollars into space. It is a scary idea that some people don't care what happens to the planet. The people cloning animals and lumber jacking and the ones with the cigarettes between their lips. And not the metaphorical cigarettes, the lit ones. Stop. It is not okay, you are destroying the Earth..." Tina's speech was a bit more elaborate, but we've decided to stop there. "Wars, wars, oh the endless wars, world wars, the War on Drugs, the Civil War/Industrial War, the Cold War, the Vietnam War, the French and Indian War, the Afghan War, the Saudi Arabian War, the Taliban War, the North Korean War. Too many wars fought not enough ceased. Can we ever get along? Long ago, around 1492, European people sailed to pre-Euro America. They snatched people from there homes and murdered them. It was terrible and genocidal. If people had not been murdered they were killed from deadly diseases that the European people had brought over. Few people were left from what were there before. An entire race of people almost gone. We celebrate that every year and call it Thanksgiving. Lovely. Then the new Americans brought over African people and made them slaves. Months, sometimes years shackled head to foot with urine and poop and placenta and childbirth juice and throw up on you. Dead bodies next to you. Not weeks. Months and sometimes years. Tricked into your own death. The people who were still alive came back and they had to be slaves. All o there lives. Working in fields almost every hour of the day in the hot sun. Not eating some days. Well, most days. Getting raped by your "caregivers". Beaten every single day. Giving birth to your rapists child or being forced to have sex with someone who worked in the same fields as you. Perfect!! Let's all just traded and sold like products. After 500 years of that, have it all ignored. Not having the same rights as a group. Don't walk on the same side of the street the walk, don't go to the same churches, don't breathe the same air!! Don't live! So much police brutality and brutality toward non-white people. Lol, scratch that 'non-white' crap. Toward African American people. Some time passed and segregation was finished, not if you think about it though. The days before slavery weren't taught about. When African people were kings and queens. Of course a lot of them were snatched from there homes just like Native Indigenous people. The days during slavery have been removed from textbooks. The days after and the current issues as a result of it were removed. So we don't know what happened. I guess when the Statue of Liberty said "Give me your tired, your poor, and your hungry. " they meant Irish immigrants and other European immigrants. All of what I just said is apart of another war. The war against African, people of African descent, Latino people, Asian people, Native Indigenous people, and everyone who is not white. That's a problem. Can we stop war?" Margaux began. The next speech was generally about wage gap between men and women and systemic sexism. The other speech after was about current racism to non-white individuals and police brutality toward everyone but mostly Latino people and African and people of African descent.

"I'm pregnant," Tina announced after they were done. "Really?" Elly asked. "Yes, we're pregnant," Arthur smiled. "Wow," Margaux said with her eyes wide. "Haha, blasian," Margaux laughed. "Tarthur-Arina are having a blasian baby, that's so cute," Margaux says. "Blasian?" Arthur asks. "Black and Asian," Elly says. "Wow," Tina says. "Yep," Arthur asks. For many days, the family traveled the world and delivered speeches. It took years for the message to sink in, but people started to change and fix things.
The couple had a beautiful son. They named their son Tobias. Tobias grew up in what became the richest family in the world. The Tran-Black family with Tina Tran-Black, Eillene Tran-Black, Margaux Qamar Tran-Black, Arthur Tran-Black, and Tobias Tran-Black. The Tran-Black family was the ruling family in the world and so racial systematic and system oppression as well as sexism, misogyny, and xenophobia were slowly regressing until all things were truly equal.

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(PS I'm sorry it took so long my bad, I was on hiatus.)

(update a very while afterward, on 9/20/16 , this story is awful)