by Grace

Grace sighed as she placed the tip on the table. Shrugging into her LEATHER jacket, she started to walk to CLHQ. It was weird getting used to a new place all over again. Especially being a newbie, she had a twin bed just like college again. She had fallen off the bed last night too, she was too used to being able to lie all over a queen.

She entered CLHQ and walked to her room. There were just about ten boxes to unpack. She turned on the radio and started the job. Looking in the mirror she saw wrinkles by her eyes. With a SCRUNCH of her muscles, she made a face at the mirror. To work! She commanded herself. Grabbing a suitcase, she started to unpack. Little did she know she was being watched.

Operations was watching the camera in Graces room. Wondering how this new recruit would be just as wild and sarcastic as the rest? Or good solid stuff? The CLHQ group was a weird mixed bunch. Some were good, some were just weird. There was even some girl named Aly who called herself MONKEY girl.

In her room, Grace unpacked more clothes than any human needed. Smiling at the SLINKY dress she had worn to the Harem one-year celebration, she broke into a grin as a familiar tune came on the radio. It was time to be a diva. Grabbing her brush, she sang at the top of her lungs. "I'm every woman, it all in me, Anything you want done baby, I'll do it naturally"

Ops watched in horror poor Grace. Glad that he didn't have audio, he turned disgusted from the screen. She was doing the bunny hop in there for Gods sake! They just didn't make them like him anymore. He sighed and wondered would Grace be a monkey girl too? Or would she pick some other animal nickname? Shaking his head, he called it a night.

As the song finished, Grace smirked as she put down her hairbrush. Again, she started wondering about these weird folks here. They all seemed to have a sarcastic sense of humor. That was good… so did she. Just trying to keep everyone straight would be a challenge. At the moment, all she had down were North, co-mommy, and Is who had a good sense of humor, Sher and General TraceCat the other co-mommy. Trying to figure it all out would take a little time. But one big question dwelled in her mind. What the heck was this NUBBIN they all kept babbling about?