Captain Haddock walked over to Tintin, feeling extremely nervous. He held his breath and exhaled. It was now or never. "Tintin," he said, "I need to tell you something."
"Sure Captain, what is it?" he asked, glancing up at Captain Haddock with those handsome ice-blue eyes. Captain Haddock gulped.
"Er, well, you see, I think that my, um, feelings for you have, uh, changed. I think I see you as... more than a friend." Captain Haddock attempted to read Tintin's expression.
Suddenly, Tintin pressed his lips against the Captain's. "Oh Captain," he breathed, "I've been waiting for you to say that!" Captain Haddock couldn't believe his luck. "In fact," Tintin winked, "I've been dreaming about other things, if you know what I mean."
Tintin unbuckled-
"Nestor, what are you writing?" Captain Haddock asked.
The effect was instantaneous. Nestor's eyes widened as only one thought was processed in his perverted mind: DESTROY. THE. EVIDENCE. Nestor shoved the paper in his mouth. "Nothing." he said as he swallowed.
"Are you... eating paper?" Captain Haddock asked incredulously.
"They say it's good for your health, sir." Nestor replied.
"Um, okay. Well good night Nestor." Captain Haddock said.
"Good night sir." Nestor replied. He let out a sigh of relief when the Captain left. His secret was safe- for now.