Unfortunate Son: Mission 15 by J.S. Morin

Author:J.S. Morin
Language: eng
Format: epub

“Begin.”

The screen shifted to a multiple-choice tap. One question at a time appeared.

Despite his lack of formal education, this was one piece of the exam Brad had barely studied for. The Radio City was a gladiatorial arena of verbal combat. The frequency with which Mort used made-up, improvised, or recombined words had forced Brad to understand where all those Greek, Latin, German, French, Chinese, Yiddish, Scandinavian, and so many other pieces originated. It was either that or walk around his own family’s ship with no idea what was going on.

By the end of the hour and a half, he felt confident that this test for basic educational competency couldn’t have asked more than he just gave it.

The proctor gave them five minutes to stretch their legs, use a washroom, smoke, or whatever, before the next section started.

Brad used his five minutes to interrogate his neighbor. “How’d you end up here?”

“It’s the stupidest thing. You wouldn’t believe me,” the kid told him.

Brad smirked. “Try me.” Just based on diction alone, he suspected this was no ordinary kid.

“I’m an experimental prototype bio-photonic android, and this is a test of my cognitive abilities in a social environment.”

Laughter escaped unbidden. “Sorry, Mr. Roboto, sir. Didn’t mean to impugn your biography.” Both “impugn” and “biography” had just been in their language arts section.

The kid shrugged. “Better story than the dumb truth. I can’t get into graduate school without at least a GEC, despite Astra-Technical College not caring when they accepted me. But apparently a college diploma isn’t enough for Phabian.”

The college name rang familiar. Fresh familiar. Astra-Technical College was a local outfit. “If you’re such a brain, why not do your undergrad on Earth or something?”

“Um. Because my parents live here. They weren’t going to let a ten-year-old live in the dorms. Plus, you know, they wanted me around.”

“I know what you mean,” Brad replied with a nod. The antonyms section also hung fresh in his thoughts.

“If you’ll all take your seats,” the proctor announced. When the scraping of chairs and grunts and sighs and chatter all died out, he announced, “Begin.”

GALACTIC EQUIVALENCE CERTIFICATION

SECTION 2:

SOCIAL STUDIES

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