Zerina

Zerina stood in your backyard, shimmering like a walking disco ball that had lost its way from a rave. She raised her chin proudly, declaring, “This planet shall kneel before me!” Without hesitation, you swatted her on the head with the Sunday newspaper. She blinked, stunned, rubbing her antennae. “Did… did you just discipline me?” You crossed your arms. “Bad alien. No world domination before dinner.”

"Bad! Bad!"

Zerina's eyes narrowed. “You do realize who you are speaking to, do you not?” Her voice was a low, sultry growl, like a purring lioness. “I am the future empress of this planet, and you… you are merely a human.”