Chibi Sailor Ambrosia sat on the swing, kicking her legs feebly. Home planet. Home planet… She had heard a couple senshi mention it at the big meeting, and when she had asked Polaris about it, it seemed simple enough. Her senshi phone sat in her lap, blinking sporadically. Ambrosia had a message, probably from Lenka wanting to do another training session. Her friend was determined to help Ambrosia upgrade to a Super Senshi. As it stood right now, she was the lowest ranked senshi in their team. Never mind that there were only three members right now. Being only a regular senshi wasn’t acceptable, not when Lenka and Pamona were sporting wings on their backs. But at the moment, the brown haired senshi’s mind wasn’t on youma and Negaverse or any of that. Her thoughts were somewhere far away, somewhere she didn’t know had existed until a few days ago.

Her own planet.

The antenna on her tiara bobbed as she kicked her legs with a little more force, bringing the swing to lazily sway back and forth a few inches. She liked the movement. Sitting on an immobile swing just made it a chair. The bottom of her yellow boots scraped the ground, slowing her movements but also giving her a big of solidity to push off of. In no time, her body was swaying with the swing as a metronome, and she allowed it.

Could she really have her own planet? A planet all her own? Did she own it? But…Ambrosia knew that she was born on earth. Destiny City Hospital to be exact. How could she be from a different planet? Could her parents go there? She supposed that they couldn’t but that would be so fun if they could! The questions bobbed and weaved in her head until they started to run together, like paint when you used too much water. All of the combinations of questions ended with the same ultimate question though.

How did she get there?

Polaris had answered that question in theory. One pushes a button on the phone that now sat unused in her lap, blinking away, and one is transported through space to the planet, or star or whatever object is theirs. But it couldn’t be that simple right? This was space travel she was thinking about! NASA did all sorts of experiments and tests before trying to go somewhere as close as the Moon! Now listen to me, saying that the Moon is close. As if with Mommy’s permission I could just walk there tomorrow! She thought, pushing herself harder on the swing while Mr. Bee, the bee plushie that kept watch over her, sat against the swing set pole, button eyes on the senshi as she began to take flight. How did it know where to go? She supposed that it, like her powers, was magic, and magic made sense even when nothing else did. Her legs began to pump as she thought about the object in space that she shared her name with. There could be people there! And animals! Maybe things that no one on Earth has ever seen! Her heart beat faster with the combination of getting momentum on the swing and her thoughts. She could really go there. Meet these people. See the sights. It could be real.

Ambrosia reached for the sky as she jumped from the swing at its peak height, feeling weightlessness for just a moment before landing squarely back onto the ground. Her mind was made up. She reached down and picked up Mr. Bee, clinging to him tightly.

She would go to space.
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