Okay so you can kind of tell what this story is about from the name I hope. It's based loosely off of Titanic, very loosely. But the Titanic references won't start for a while. This story will be in Jim's POV for the most part. I'll let you know when and if it changes. Enjoy!
I couldn't believe it. It was all just a blur of joy and celebration as I watched the goings on of my graduation party. It had been four long years, four very long grueling years, since I'd watched a very good friend of his sail away and also since I'd started his new life with a very bright future.
"Jim! J-Jim my boy!" He turned his attention to the canine Dr. Doppler stumbling over his way. I couldn't believe my eyes! Doctor Doppler, THE Doctor Doppler was drunk off his ever loving mind!
I couldn't keep the chuckles from my voice as I asked, "What's up Doctor?"
He squinted at me almost like he couldn't really see me, which he probably couldn't. "You-you really should try this punch your mother made!" He took a big swig of the purp punch and stumbled around a bit. I steadied him a bit and looked to the left of me where my mother stood. She was dressed in her finest and she must have noticed my staring because she looked up at me with one of her knowing smiles. That smile turned to the doctor and quickly turned into a grin.
"No thanks Doc. I'm fine with my water." I said with another chuckle when I turned my attention back to my good friend as he stumbled some more whilst trying to tell me something important.
"You…you should…give….a..a..Speech! Yes! Speech Jim!" And all at once my mother's inn erupted into an endless chant of 'Speech! Speech! Speech!'. I rolled my eyes as the doctor attempted to push me to the front but steadily made the course.
"I hate speeches! You know that! God!" I mumbled as my mother and even Captain Amelia helped the good doctor 'help' me to the front. I was stood up on a table and all at once the music stopped and everyone was quiet as they patiently waited.
I gulped a little nervously. What could I say? I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm down. I felt a warm feeling on my hand and looked down. There, rubbing up against my fingers was little Morph. The little blob was a constant reminder of some of the happiest memories of my life, of my best friend. "Thanks Morphy." I mumbled and turned my attention back to the crowd. I smiled warmly to them all. "A great man once said, 'Jimbo. You've got the makings of greatness in you. But you've gotta take the helm and chart your own course. Stick to it, no matter the squalms!' I did just that and now I stand before you, a bright and shiny new Jim…a Jim who's ready to party! Let's get the music going!" I yelled and jumped off the table to take a swig of Doppler's spiked purp punch.
All at once everyone cheered and the music began just as loud and as happy as it was before. He felt a warm feeling spread throughout his body. Maybe it was his happiness, maybe the punch; all I knew is that I loved it. I loved not knowing what came next or how my course would chart out.
I could feel the knowing eyes of the Captain as I danced with my mom. I knew she didn't understand my admiration for the old pirate, and I could understand that. She was a proud captain and she'd been mutinied. I know personally what it's like to put all your faith in something and have it shot down violently. I knew her bitter glare wasn't intended towards me, she wasn't like that.
When the song ended and my mother went to make more punch, I felt a tug on my pant leg. I looked down to see a little kitten girl. She was one of the Doppler's three children, no doubt about it. And if I remember correctly, they had recently celebrated their fourth birthday. There was Annabelle, the blonde kitten. She was the one who had tugged on my leg. She was a very sweet girl, not a bad bone in her and very smart too. The red-head girl was Emily was standing next to their mother mimicking her every move, she was the captain of their little group. The little brunette kitten was called Molly and while she looked very similar to her mother, she was very much a Doppler creation, intelligence-wise, though she did have her mother's temper which made her a force to be reckoned with. She was keeping a watchful eye on their dad as he stumbled around the room. Then there was the canine boy who was the spitting image of the doctor, no questions asked. His name was David and he was the little 'Jim' of the group. He was an adventurer like me and very mechanically inclined for such a young fellow. He was also the oldest of the group and sometimes very protective of his slightly younger sisters. He was chasing B.E.N. around with a toy screwdriver trying to get inside the robot's head.
At the moment Annabelle was staring up at me with hopeful eyes that silently begged for the next dance. I smiled at her and bowed deeply, "May I have this next dance Ms. Annabelle?" She giggled giddily while she curtsied and took my hand. I led us off to the dance floor. Everyone 'awed' as I danced with her and spun around.
When the dance was done I bowed and said, "It has been an honor dancing with you Ms. Annabelle." She laughed again and wrapped her arms around my neck for a choke-hold hug. "Thanks Uncle Jim!" For such a small kitten, she sure was strong.
"No problem." I choked out and peeled her off of me. "You should go ask your dad for a dance now. I bet he'd like that." I suggested and gave her a light push in her father's direction. I stood up and wiped some imaginary dust off my pants and put my hand in my pockets. Suddenly I saw Capt. Amelia on my left side and I smiled warmly at her. "You have great kids." I pointed out.
She smiled right back and lightly ruffled Emily's hair at her side and told her, "Go on. Tell your brother to leave the poor robot alone. The little girl huffed, but did what she was told. "They're wonderful and they adore you." I was surprised to hear this. "Oh come off it. You know they do." She joked. "Annabelle and Molly both have one of those childish crushes on you. They're always fighting over who you like more. David mimics your every move. He's memorized every story you've ever told him. Even the ones I've told you time and time again I don't approve of." Her accusing glare sent a small wave of guilt through me, I knew which one she was talking about. She continued with a smile. "He's always playing Treasure Planet and he always plays your role."
"And what about Emily?" I inquired with a grin.
She sighed as she saw her little clone pulling David by the ear away from the robot. "Emily is confused about you."
"What do you mean?"
"Emily's mind is always calculating and precise. Much like her father and I. Even at her age, she knows all of us like the back of her hand. And expects a certain order to be maintained in our household."
"So what's so special about me?"
"You, my good friend, are very unpredictable and she doesn't know what to think about it. Everything you do is based on what you're feeling at that exact moment. Nothing about you is really in order."
I had to laugh a little at that. "She's just like her mother I suppose."
"Yes. I suppose so." She didn't seem surprised by the notion at all. "So what will you do first now that you're an official spacer?" She inquired.
"I'm gonna chart my own course." I grinned as she rolled her eyes. "I actually don't know."
I know it's slow right now and it was a cruddy place to end the first chapter, but I promise it will get better. Review please so I know what to work on. Also leave me ideas about what you think should happen next. I love feedback.