SSU - A dancer is born

ANTARCTICA, ICEBERG, SNOWY MOUNTAINS
MOULIN CORTEX
TIME: NEAR NIGHT TIME

  I went back in the girl's room and sat down on a bed with no name above it on the wall unlike the rest; a bed that would be mine.  I sat there as the other girls did their hair or make-up in silence.  Nydia sat at the table on a stool, doing her lipstick, her face in concentration.  Wendy was putting on her pink stockings and the others were getting dressed and ready for something; most likely to dance.  

~*~
  My name is Seikooc Bandicoot.  I was created by Neo Cortex in his plans for world domination.  Yesterday, he told me to go into a pod for a test - and it wound up with me being launched away to Moulin Cortex, some dirty dancing club in the middle of the Antarctic wasteland that is the place I am stuck in.  Was it an accident?  Was he mad at me?  Well one thing is for sure - he'll come save me, he loves me, I love him - but until then, I'll have to do what I can to survive.  And that might mean dirty dancing...
~*~

  I went up to see Nydia, busy with her face.  "What's going on?" She briefly glanced over at me, frowned, and carried on with her lipstick.  "What's going on?" I said again.  She swung round on her stool and looked at me, her face annoyed and unhappy.  "Look Seikooc, most of us aren't going to speak to you or like you after what you did, kay?  And I'm one of them." She got up, put her lipstick down and walked out of the door.  I looked around, but everyone else was either busy or didn't want to know as of yesterday.  Whatever.  I don't need their help.  Nydia walked in and looked at me.  I sniffed.  "Well you're not going to talk to me so I'm not going to talk to you."

  She gave me an annoyed look and folded her arms.  "You don't have a choice.  Mama Cortex says we have to get you dressed and ready to dance now...Or you have to go see her in her room, which is quite serious." I rolled my eyes.  "I'm not dancing-" "Well go see her then!" She stormed out in a huff.  I groaned and looked around.  "Riiight, well who is going to take me?" I was answered with a silence, as that numbat girl had predicted.  "Well come on, I don't know where she is!" More silence, then the black and red rabbit lady Ice Cream got up.  "Come on, I'll take you there." She said.  "This way."  I followed her, out of better ideas...   I'll need to talk to this Mama Cortex and tell her that theres no hope in hell I'll be a dancer...  My duty lies to Neo-Kins...  

HALLWAY, OUTSIDE MAMA CORTEX'S ROOM

  I stood outside the door with a gold star on it with the lady Ice Cream...  Slightly afraid, I'll admit.  She made all these anthros dancers, maybe she'll force or manipulate me somehow like she did to them...  The black and red rabbit walked away down the corridor, leaving me standing.  "Hey!  What am I supposed to say to her?!" She stopped and sighed, annoyance in her voice.  "Just go and tell her you don't want to dance, it's obvious, I don't have time to help kids, I have to go work..." Well that settles it for the eldest hoe here, she doesn't care...  I look fearfully at the door, turning the handle and slowly pushing it open...

  There's a red chair in the middle of the red room with a desk and a large computer on it connected to a machine.  And a poster bed and lots of Cortex family line-related things, a graduation paper and some trophies.  The chair slowly turned around and I could see Mama Cortex, sitting there; the spitting image of her son but dressed much differently in her own Moulin Cortex leader uniform and with her eyelashes, exagerated curves and big brown mole.  What a hideaus female.  
"You wanted to speak to me?" She said, in her deep voice, staring intently with her moody serious look.  I paused.  Oh great, what am I supposed to say?  
"Umm...Yes, it's about you wanting me to become a dancer..."

  She sighed and got herself out of her chair.  "You don't want to become a dancer..." She said, looking out of the window as the snow ruthlessly battered against it.  "Well...No, I don't, my duty lies to someone else..." I said.  "Neo...I'm sure he'd be disgusted if he found out I was doing sexual dancing for other people." The old lady's eyes widened as she heard me say that name.  She stared out of the window with that surprised look on her face before looking back at me.  "You know...My son." I nodded my head.  She was silent, just looking at me, probably thinking...  I decided to read her mind.  

  Yes, I have telepathy.  I'm a super bandicoot and that's my ability, besides skill in Scottish swords and weapons of medieval times.  It's not as simple as you'd think though.  You have to really concentrate and you don't just hear words like in cartoons.  You hear the blurry sounds that past through their heads as they daydream, get blurry pictures of the images they think of...  She was thinking of Neo, I could get ahold of feelings of anger and violence, it didn't make much sense...  

  "Seikooc."
Her voice woke me out of my trance.  "What?" "Seikooc, your eyes were red." I nearly swore right there.  I forgot that my eyes flashed red when I used my telepathy, just like how Cookies's eyes would flash light blue.  "Oh...Programming glitch during creation, it's nothing." She gave me a look as she looked like she was concentrating...  I felt nervous as I swear, right there, her mole flashed green.  She shook her head and went back into her seat.  "Trying to read my mind...I've been skilled in that all my life, don't think I don't know when you lie..." Well, I'm lost for words.  I can't lie in front of her, but that doesn't answer my question.  She went up to the window and looked out of it as the snow battered on like a swarm of attacking insects.  "You know...I've known my son longer than you, I'll know what he wants..." Nia began.  

  I listened.  Well, anything to make him happy.  "He's into things relating to the Cortex family line...If you were to become a good dancer here..." She looked over at me with her eyelashed eyes.  "He'd be happy.  You'd be good at something relating to the Cortex family culture..."

  I froze, in a slight excitement.  It would...Make him happy, that's what I wanted.  I could do something useful while I was gone and separated from him, it would make him proud.  Well that settled it.  I was going to become a dancer.  I'd be the best darn dancer in the whole club and lead it to greatness.  Moulin Cortex would be known, the Cortex family line would have a great thing to be proud of, respected by the world.  "I'll...Dance..." I said, trying to keep my serious face.  There was a brief silence before she spoke.  "Go tell the others...They'll help you get ready..." I agreed as I walked out of that room, smiling.  "Neo will be so proud..."

HALLWAY, THE GIRL'S ROOM
STILL NIGHT TIME