This is my first fanfic EVER, so I'm sorry if it sucks!

Love In Disguise

The day started out like any other; Stork was ranting on about some disease, Radarr was trying to fly the Condor, Junko was collecting junk from places, Piper was strangling Finn for taking some of her crystals and Aerrow was making sure she didn't kill Finn. Like I said, the day started out normal, but of course, it didn't stay that way for long.

"FINN! HOW COULD YOU?!" Piper yelled, her hands gripped around the wingman's throat. "I TOLD YOU NEVER TO GO INTO MY ROOM!"

"Hey come on! I'm sure he didn't mean to," Aerrow interrupted the pair, prising Piper's fingers off Finn's neck.

"I've told him a MILLION times! And yet he still manages to break everything he touches!" Piper yelled, her anger steadily rising.

"…Hey guys," Stork called over from where he was standing.

"That's not fair!" Finn protested, only to have Piper hit him over his head with the nearest object she could find. Which happened to be a large chuck of metal Junko was holding.

"Guys…" Stork repeated, seeing as though no one was taking any notice of him.

"Look, Finn will get you a new one," Aerrow tried to reason with Piper.

"It's not that simple! That crystal –"

"GUYS!" Stork yelled at the top of his voice.

Everyone – (including Radarr who at that moment in time was hiding from a love struck chicken) – on the Condor turned to look at the Merb. He was pointing out the window at a few shapes that looked like skimmers. Then he held up a radio transmitter in his hand. Someone was speaking, but all that the Storm Hawks could hear was a bunch of muffled words.

Piper rolled her eyes and knelt down besides the radio. She adjusted a few buttons and connected a few wires. Then stood up and talked into the speaker.

"Hello?"

"Arrr! Yes, Bonjour!" A voice came from the other side.

Piper raised an eyebrow and looked at her companions who all shrugged.

"This is the Storm Hawks. Do you need help?"

"Non, non. We are 'ere for the beautiful Piper!"

Piper blinked a few times, ignoring whatever the others were saying behind her. She didn't recognise the voice and since whoever this person was had 'called' first, she doubted they were bad.

"I'm Piper. But I don't know what you want with me."

"Of course not! May be come onboard and explain?"

Piper turned 'round to look at her friends. Finn, Radarr and Junko didn't seem to mind, she ignored Stork's warnings about possible disease and focused on Aerrow. He seemed a bit weary, which surprised her. When he caught her eye, he just shrugged and nodded. Piper raised the speaker to her mouth once again.

"Sure."

A quarter of an hour later, six men in expensive clothes were sitting around a table on the Condor drinking some sort of purple liquid. They seemed nice enough and certainly had manners, which after having to put up with the guys on the Condor, Piper was thankful for.

"Can you explain now?" Piper asked as she sat down across from the man that looked like the leader.

"Arrrr, yes. You see, on your sixteenth birthday-"

"Piper's birthday's not until next week," Aerrow blurted out.

"Aerrow!" Piper snapped at the Storm Hawk leader. "Ignore him. Please… Continue."

"… Like I was saying," the man, who had introduced himself as Pierre earlier shot Aerrow a cold look. "Seventeen years ago – a bit more then a year before you were born – your parents made a promise to the Count of Terra Drana."

"My parents?" Piper asked, frowning. "What type of promise?"

"Your hand…"

"Her hand?!" Finn yelled, jumping up. "You can't take her hand! She'd only have one then! That's barbaric!"

Everyone shot him a look that meant 'Shut up!' Finn, who by now knew he had probably gotten the wrong end of the stick, slunk back into his chair embarrassed.

"Piper's hand in what?!" Aerrow snapped, already fearing Pierre's answer.

"Piper's hand in marriage."