It’s a typical day of bureaucracy and stress for President and First Lady Jeff and Kitty Katt-Martini, in part because Kitty’s been tapped to represent Earth in the Galactic Council. Kitty feels that’s a bad idea, and she might be right.
When her first official TV morning show goes awry, it’s only the quick thinking of the actor determined to make the “Code Name: First Lady” movie a reality that saves the day. It also forces Kitty to work with Hollywood.
Meanwhile, the Embassy Daycare kids are all about to enter “real school”—and none of them want to go. They may have grounds to be concerned because many of the other students and their families seem shady, and everyone seems to have an evil agenda.
Dealing with the assimilation of the aliens who have come to Earth, while fending off advances from a variety of Hollywood types, seems like Kitty’s biggest challenge. But then she and Jeff discover that Stephanie Valentino—Jeff’s niece and the true Heir Apparent to the original Mastermind—is back.
Can Jeff and Kitty thwart the most insidious attacks yet, while keeping tenuous peace on Earth and goodwill toward all sentient species going? And can they also find time to be part of the most truly terrifying organization they’ve ever encountered—the school’s parent-teacher association?
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CHAPTER 2
There I was, in my pink linen suit, taking
down what looked like a terrorist six years ago. The start of Operation Fugly
and my new life, really.
“I’m just amazed you were so brave on the
spot,” Kristie said as everyone watched me slam my Mont Blanc pen into
someone’s back.
In real life that had been a superbeing,
and I’d put the pen into the jellyfish-like thing on its back, between its
wings, into what I later found out was a parasite, at least as far as
Centaurion Division was concerned. I’d discovered what parasites really were
during our last fun frolic with world- and galaxy-ending danger, but that
wasn’t important now. Ah, the good old days, when Christopher and the
Imageering team were able to change images on the fly. Missed those days. A
lot. I wouldn’t be here right now if those days hadn’t been taken away from
us.
“I’m just amazed that anyone ever buys linen,” was the only thing I
could think of to say. “Seriously, I didn’t sleep in that suit, it just looks
like it.”
This comment earned roars of laughter from
the studio audience, Kristie, and Adam. Apparently my role was to keep it light
and keep things funny. Go me.
The scene shifted. Now we got to see me
giving the eulogy for Michael Gower at the end of Operation Infiltration, which
I still considered our darkest day. This wasn’t a funny moment, and I was
relieved that no one was laughing. We didn’t stay on this too long, thankfully.
But what we moved to made me cringe inside.
Sure enough, there it was, the impetus for
all the Code Name: First Lady crap. I was on a Harley, Jeff was in a
helicopter, leaning out to grab me off said Harley. It looked like an action
scene out of any movie you’d care to name.
“So,” Kristie said, as the screen went
blank and she turned back to me, “as we’ve seen, you’ve been on television a
lot.”
“Not intentionally.” Adam chuckled. “I need
to ask the question that’s foremost on everyone’s minds, Kitty. When is Code
Name: First Lady going to hit the screens?” Well, at least he wasn’t asking me
about being Queen Regent anymore.
Hoped I had a poker face firmly in place.
“I really think that’s a joke, not something that’s seriously being considered
by anyone.” This was a lie, because, sadly, I knew it was something that was
being heavily pursued by at least one Hollywood studio.
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