Hello there! This is my first fan fiction ever so I'm a little nervous but let's give this thing a shot shall we?
Umm I clearly do not own Treasure Planet in any way, shape of form...I have added in a few made-up words but the pronunciation is right next to it so hopefully that won't be a problem. This was inspired by several 'Treasure Planet' stories so if there are similarities, don't kill me. Please. I highly enjoy living.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
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Jim walked through the grand hallways of the Interstellar Academy, its deep red carpet muffling the sound of his footsteps. He was going to meet Captain Amelia in the headmaster's office to find out if he had passed the final exam, to either give him the go ahead to start piloting his own transport ship through the Etherium, or to send his dreams down the drain hacked up into tiny miniscule pieces. Even though he knew he was the best in his class, even better than some of those yahoos higher up than him, it didn't keep him from getting nervous. It was a strange mix he had to admit. Somewhere in the pit of his stomach, butterflies were taking off by the bucket load while simultaneously feeling as if the bottom of said organ had dropped out to the space around his ankles. Before he knew it, he was standing in front of the headmaster's door. Jim shivered before knocking; it was almost as if the headmaster had this door built to be intimidating.
It was a wiry little pager boy who opened the door for him. Stepping inside, his eyes fell on the headmaster, in all his old-school glory and long ridiculously styled white beard, behind a grand oak desk. Amelia stood tall and straight as usual beside the old man, hands behind her back. Even as the mother of four easily excitable and exhaustingly energetic children, (Jim knew, he'd had to babysit them once) Amelia had not succumbed to the wear and tear and overall exhaustion that usually accompanied motherhood. She stood straight as ever, strong, proud and regal, every button neatly polished, clothes clean and pressed and not a hair out-of-place. She smiled at him kindly before putting her game-face back on.
The headmaster shuffled some paper before leaning forward, hands folded on the desk, "So young Mr. James Hawkins is it?" he croaked. Jim suppressed the urge to roll his eyes. As if the old man didn't know him. He'd spent a good portion of Jim's first year trying to get him kicked out. Not that any of his plans worked mind you, but Jim had to admit the old fart had quite the imagination. They hadn't been able to wash the altered perp juice off the walls of his bedroom for the longest time and he was stuck smelling like old rotten perps for weeks. Nearly drove him insane.
"Yes Sir!" Jim bowed politely. The old man smiled.
"So I hear that you did pretty well on your exit exams. And that you requested permission for early graduation. Is that correct?" Jim nodded. The old man stroked his beard; "Well as you know we don't usually allow for early dismissals from this school..." the Headmaster trailed off eyeing Jim, just waiting for the boy to give him a reason to dismiss the request. Jim swallowed but didn't rise to the bait, "But since the Board of Directors agree, and the wonderful speech earlier from Captain Amelia here, I have decided, to allow this." Amelia smiled and Jim could barely hold in the whoop of joy that threatened to burst from him. But he managed and only cracked into a huge smile. But the headmaster wasn't quite finished.
"And another thing," Jim's joy quickly died, melting like an ice-cube dropped into the mouth of an active volcano, "A certain someone," his eyes flicked towards Amelia who didn't move a muscle, "has offered you a position as captain on a ship heading towards the Amber Quadrant to pick up a delivery of Ohcurian Solar Crystals on the planet of Donoma*(means 'Sight of the Sun' in Native American). This is will be your first voyage after you leave this school. Make us proud boy!" Jim was frozen to the floor. Jim couldn't believe it! He was finished with school! And he already had a ship and everything! Hearing a sniff behind him, Jim whirled around to see his mother and BEN coming out from behind a curtain; his mother was crying while BEN was trying his best not to and reduced to odd hitching sobs.
"CONGRATULATIONS JIMMY! How's it feel to be free from school?! Only 21 and ALREADY FINISHED! And get this! I hear there's a pretty boat out there somewhere with your name on it!" the robot threw an arm around Jim's shoulders leaning into him, an electric blue eye pressed against his face. Jim contemplated for a moment before embracing his mother.
"I-I don't know! It feels great! Almost too good to be true!" as they exited the room, Jim let his excitement and happiness flow through him at last.
"Woohoo!" he shouted to the ceiling, pumping his fist in the air. His mother laughed at her silly little boy before pulling him into another hug.
"I'm so proud of you Jim!" she whispered softly in her ear. He hugged her back before pulling away, grinning like a mad man.
"I told you you'd be proud!" his mother shook her head disappointedly but the smile on her face said otherwise.
"Ugh Jim! What am I going to do with you!?" they laughed before heading over to Amelia and Delbert's house to celebrate.