Fanfic: Homeworld, Epilogue
Sharon dug her spoon deep into the carton of 'Chunky Monkey' ice-cream for another scoop, as a number Three model Cylon walked into the basestar cafeteria.
"You're up late." The number Three commented.
Sharon held up her hand as she finished swallowing the frozen treat. "I needed a little comfort food," she finally said.
"I find 'Cherry Garcia' is a good post-breakup flavor," the Three suggested.
"I've never had that one," Sharon admitted.
"Oh, you should try it next, then."
"I will," Sharon said while looking in her half-eaten container. "I have a feeling that getting over Chief Tyrol will require more than one quart anyway."
"Do you mind if I join you?" the Three asked as she examined the contents of the refrigerator.
"Sure," Sharon said, shrugging, "Grab a spoon and a bowl if you want some ice-cream."
"That Chief Tyrol is the one missing out," the Three offered as she sat down across the table from Sharon. "You can do better than him, anyway."
"Yeah, I keep telling myself that," Sharon said before putting another spoonful in her mouth.
The Three did not answer, but instead took the offered carton and spooned a couple of ice-cream scoops into her bowl.
"It hasn't helped any, yet." Sharon concluded after swallowing.
"You just need to get back on that horse and start dating again," the Three suggested as she handed the carton back. "What are you going to do when you get back to the Homeworld?"
"I'm not sure," Sharon answered. "I did some advertising endorsements and photo-shoots before I left, and that was kind of fun. I was thinking I might get into modeling full time."
"No, no," the Three said, "I meant socially. What about the men in Vancouver? Were there any you really liked?"
"Oh well, now that you mention it there is this one guy I kind of liked. He wanted to go out, but... you know... I was so sure that I was going to get back together with Galen and start a family..." Sharon interrupted her answer to stick another spoonful in her mouth.
"So what's this guy back home like?"
"mmm..." Sharon purred as she licked the remainder of ice-cream off her spoon. "His name is Phil; he's a number Nine. He does something with real estate, I don't know the specifics."
The Three halted her spoon in mid arc and asked "You going for a Nine? I wouldn't have expected that."
"Oh, I know," Sharon admitted as she scraped 'Chunky Monkey' off the bottom of the container. "I never thought I'd consider dating a Nine, but Phil is so different from the others. He really is a wonderful guy." Sharon paused to relish another bite of ice cream and then said, "I wonder if he'd still be interested..."
"You should definitely call him up!" the Three assured her. "As soon as we get back. You never know," she said with a smile. "He could be 'the one'. Even if he's not it'll give you a great excuse to buy a new wardrobe."
"Now you sound like Aunt E3! Although... a new wardrobe does sound like a great idea," Sharon admitted. She frowned at the empty container in front of her and said. "Maybe, I should go easier on the ice-cream."
"The calories don't count for the first quart after a breakup," the Three said authoritatively.
"So, what are you going to do when we get back to Terra?" Sharon asked her table-mate.
"I'll go back to New Zealand. I want to be an actress," the Three said as she picked at the ice cream in her bowl. "I hear that they're going to do a remake of that warrior princess show, and I'm hoping we'll make it back in time for me to audition."
"That's the one about the two lesbians in mythological Greece isn't it?" Sharon asked.
"They're not lesbians," the Three asserted.
"Are you sure? Because I really got the impression..."
"Not. Lesbians." the Three said with a cold look.
"Okay, they're not lesbians." Sharon replied. "Just what the world needs anyway: another remake of a classic TV show. Why can't writers come up with anything original anymore? It seems like every time you turn around they're remaking or reimagining or regurgitating some old classic TV program."
"People love the Golden Age culture," the Three said. "They want to experience how things were before The Flu."
"But if people want to watch the old TV shows then they can always watch the originals on disk," Sharon pointed out. "Writers should come up with new settings. Or if they're going to borrow the settings, at least they should have the decency to invent new characters to write about instead of ruining everyone's fond memories of the originals. What could be less imaginative than writing about someone else's characters in someone else's setting?"
"Reality TV." the Three pointed out just before she ate an especially chunky spoonful.
"Okay, you've got me there," Sharon said with a grin "And I admit that acting does sound even cooler than being a model."
"You wanna ditch Vancouver and come to New Zealand?" the Three offered. "You could audition to be the sidekick."
"I... don't think so." Sharon said shaking her head. "I'm going to stay in Vancouver for a while. I'll tell you what, though... As much as I've bad-mouthed those TV remakes, there is one show that I'd audition for in a heartbeat if they ever redo it."
"Which one is that?" the Three asked as she pushed her spoon around the bottom of the bowl to get the last of her ice-cream.
"Oh, it's that big science fiction program that comes on every Friday night." Sharon said with a smile. "I just loved that show... and if they ever get around to making more episodes for it I just know I'd make the perfect Samatha Carter!"
Author's Note: Okay, this was just really, really fun to write. The dessert at the end of the meal, as it were. It looks like Boomer may have found Mr. Right. Not the Chief... or Helo... but a real-estate developer from Vancouver. Who could have guessed? I did have to tie up one loose end in this that bothered me: "Why don't the Cylons know that their Homeworld is Earth?" I have Sharon refer to it here as "Terra" as a simple explaination.
The Colonials speak English in the TV show, but they probably have not had contact with Earth since modern English has been a language. It makes sense that their name for the Thirteenth Colony might not be recognizable to us. Whatever language they really would speak would not be familiar to our ears... but that would hurt ratings a lot. Considering the ancient references in the show (such as names), the Colonial name for the 13th Colony might sound a lot more like the old Greek "Terra" than the modern word "Earth." Since the TV show established the use of "Earth" by the Colonials, I had the Cylons be the ones to use "Terra." That does bring up the "Starbucks" joke from the 1st chapter. I assume that the similarity in pronunciation of Kara's callsign and the coffee chain are pure coincidence.