She awoke in darkness, disoriented.
"Hello?" She called out.
"Greetings, Maria Lopez of Earth. You have been chosen to save the galaxy," a robotic voice replied.
"What? Why me?"
"Are you not 'the greatest dance instructor in the galaxy?" She suddenly recalled an embarrassing ad her dance studio had made a few years before and cringed.
"Our planet will be destroyed unless you defeat the Black Nebula Star Empire."
"They have agreed to ritual combat, and we have chosen. Maria Lopez, you must lead us in the Ancient Earth right of the Dance Off to save our Community Center!"
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Everyday DrabblesShort Story
A drabble is a very short story one hundred words long. No more, no less. They are designed for maximum impact in the least amount of space. For 2019, I'll be posting a drabble every day.