A/N: Welcome to my Treasure Planet fic! i do not own Treasure Planet. nothing much 2 say about this 1 except, enjoy!

Prologue

Jim turned back from the window and laughed as he saw BEN still dancing and smiled when he noticed his mother, Sarah looking back at him. She waved him over and he shook his head when he realized she wanted to dance some more. She stepped toward him and he tried to get away but she grabbed his hand and led him to the floor. She knew he wasn't all that great a dancer, why was she dragging him out on there. Jim mentally shrugged it off and tried it anyway. He smiled as he tried to lead his mother and she was busting up trying to follow.

"You enjoy trying to make a fool out of me, don't you?" Jim wondered, jokingly and Sarah only nodded making him shake his head. When the music finally ended, Jim bowed to his mother and she curtsied then pulled him into a hug, laughing.

"You should dance with someone else besides me, Jim," she murmured. "There are a lot of fine girls here."

"Mom!" Jim whined. "Quit it, will ya?!"

"You know, that girl over there is really pretty," his mother continued. "Why don't you go talk to her? She seems lonely."

"Mom," he scolded, not looking in the direction she was nodding.

"Go on, Jim!" she insisted. "Ask her to dance!"

"I'm gonna see Delbert and Amelia, mom," he replied. "Why don't you dance with BEN for a while? He seems to know what he's doing."

Morph suddenly popped up between them and morphed into an imitation of BEN dancing crazily and the two laughed. Jim kissed Sarah on the cheek and headed to a table where Delbert and Amelia were sitting with their four babies.

"Jim!" Delbert grinned, standing and placing a hand on his shoulder. "You haven't met the children yet, have you?"

"No," Jim smiled, shaking his head and sitting down at the table across from Amelia. "Hello, Captain."

"Mr. Hawkins," Amelia nodded as she held their baby boy who looked just like his father.

"Now," Delbert started, sitting next to Jim and looking into the huge basket on the table where the three girls were laying. "The red head is Penny, the brunette is Charlotte and the blonde is Katherine. Our son's name is Albert." He waved Jim closer and the young man stood to gaze into the basket. "Say 'Hello' to Uncle Jim, girls."

Jim waved and grinned as the three girls, who looked exactly like their mother and the triplets raised their hands, pumping their fists and wanting to be held.

"Would you like to hold one of them, Jim?" Delbert asked, already standing and reaching into the basket for one of them.

"Oh, no, I probably shouldn't," Jim sputtered, standing and backing away as he held up his hands and shook his head.

"Nonsense!" Delbert said, pulling Charlotte, the brunette girl, from the basket and in one, swift movement, placed her in Jim's hands. "Here."

Jim made a grunt as he quickly stiffened his arms and held Charlotte at half arms length with a worried look. Charlotte giggled and made raspberries, causing a bubble to form and pop on her lip. Jim laughed slightly and Delbert helped him situate her in his arms. She stuck her thumb in her mouth and her eyes started closing as she snuggled in his arms to get comfortable. Jim couldn't help but smirk in awe as he watched the little one fall asleep in his arms.

"She's kinda…cute," he breathed and Delbert nodded as Amelia chuckled and placed Albert in the basket with his sisters then picked up the blonde girl from the basket.

"Jim?"

He turned around when his mother called to see Sarah standing next to a girl about his head with water blue eyes and dirty blonde hair that fell loose to her elbows with curled tips. She wore a flouncy pink dress with a slight "V" neck collar and elbow length sleeves lined with short feathers. Her hands were clasped in front of her and a small, shy smile on her lips.

"This is Questa," Sarah introduced. "Questa, this is Jim, my son. The man of the hour."

"Mom," Jim scolded, handing Charlotte back to Delbert, carefully. He turned to the women, but he hesitated before bowing, seeing just how pretty the girl his mother was introducing to him was. She curtsied in return.

"Congratulations, Jim," she nodded and Morph suddenly floated up next to her, making her gasp in surprise at him. "Oh, hello."

Morph laughed and floated toward Jim where he landed on his chest and morphed into an exaggeratingly beating heart. Jim blushed and placed his hands over Morph to gather him up and toss him away in embarrassment. He laughed nervously as Questa giggled, a delicate hand over her mouth as Sarah glanced between them, slyly.

"Why don't you ask her to dance, Jim?" she smirked and Jim stared at his mother with wide eyes. She nodded to Questa who cast her eyes down shyly and Jim straightened, clearing his throat. He rubbed his fingers against his palm nervously then held his hand toward her to take.

"M-May I have this dance?" he mumbled and Questa gave a smile as she nodded.

"Yes, you may," she replied, shyly and took his hand. Jim swallowed as they stepped toward the floor and Sarah winked at Delbert slyly. The couple began dancing and there an awkward silence that reigned over them for a moment before Jim thought of something to spark conversation.

"So, what brings you to Montressor?" he wondered and she looked up at him from their feet with wide eyes.

"My father had some cargo to leave here," she replied. "He's captain of a ship from Capernium. We brought some rare foods with us."

"All the way from Capernium?" Jim breathed and Questa nodded. "What made you come here?"

"Well, my father heard that you had been enrolled into the Academy," she explained. "He's heard of your talents. He wanted to meet you."

Jim frowned and glanced around at the people that weren't dancing. He didn't see anyone resembling Questa so he looked back at her and leaned in to whisper, "Where is he?"

"Oh, he saw you, earlier," she smiled. "He was rather tired, so he went to his room. We're actually staying here tonight. We're leaving in the morning."

"You are?" Jim asked, a bit disappointed and Questa nodded. "Where will you go now?"

"Probably back home," she replied.

"Does he usually bring you with him on his runs?"

"Sometimes. It depends on where he's going." She suddenly burst into a smile. "Perhaps, when you become a captain, we'll run into each other?"

Jim chuckled and nodded. The music ended and he bowed as Questa curtsied, still holding his hand then stood tall.

"I enjoyed dancing with you, Mr. Hawkins," she smiled. "You're not as bad a dancer as your mother let on."

Jim laughed nervously and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Well, the song was slower, which helped," he replied and Questa laughed as they walked toward an empty table. "I wasn't expecting mom to make me dance with anyone. I'm sorry if I wasn't light on my feet out there."

"On the contrary," Questa smiled as they sat across from each other. "You were rather good."

"Thanks," he smiled and the awkward silence rolled over them again until he said, "So…your name is rather unusual."

She looked to him with a frown.

"Not that it's not pretty--- I mean it is a pretty name," Jim sputtered. "I was just wondering…does it mean anything?"

"Oh, yes," she nodded. "It means 'Quest,' in the Latin."

"Latin?" Jim echoed, questioningly.

"An old language that hardly anyone speaks anymore," she explained, sweetly. "It's a rather remarkable coincidence that my name means that, because I love to travel."

"Really?" Jim asked, leaning closer to her with one arm on the table.

"Oh, yes!" she grinned, leaning on her elbows on the table. "I especially love visiting places I've never been before. Meeting new people, and seeing new things. It's so wonderful!"

Jim just grinned at her, unaware that he was dreamy eyed. She giggled at his goofy face and leaned closer to him.

"What do you like about traveling, Mr. Hawkins?" she murmured, sweetly. This seemed to bring him out of his trance and he shook his head a bit to wake himself up before replying.

"Well, I haven't done much of it, yet," he replied, humbly. "But so far, I like the traveling part of it, you know?"

Questa gave a slight frown then admitted, "I don't understand."

"Well," Jim began, shifting to face her completely and lean on the table with both arms. "What I mean is, when you're actually on the ship and on your way to your destination. You see all kinds of new things. I'd never been away from Montressor before, so when I went on my first expedition, I saw all kinds of things you probably couldn't see from a planet. And being up in space, sailing past stars---I actually saw a star go supernova!"

"Did you?!" Questa breathed in fascination. "I've read about that before, and father has told me about it, but I've never actually seen one! What's it like?!"

"Bumpy, when you're on a ship," Jim smirked making her giggle. "It's a huge explosion that sends debris everywhere, and the one I saw devolved into a black hole. It almost sucked us in, but there were these waves that came from it, and one of them, the biggest one, pushed us out."

"Oh, my!" Questa breathed and placed her hand on his. "You must have been terrified!"

They both suddenly looked down at her hand on his and back up at each other. She pulled her hand away and smiled, nervously as Jim slid his hand closer to himself and did the same. Questa cast her eyes down, trying to hide the blush that came to her cheeks but she knew it was no use and Jim was glancing around, trying desperately to think of what to say to break their resumed silence.

"I wasn't too scared," he finally answered her question and she looked up at him as he started twiddling his thumbs on the table. "I knew we'd get out of it alright."

"And how, pray tell, did you know that?" she smirked, trying to get things back to the way they had been before. He looked up at her, his sky blue eyes wide with wonder. He smirked back and straightened to puff his chest out with dramatic and fake pride.

"Because, I'm Jim Hawkins," he replied. "I'm immune to being pulled to my death by black holes."

Questa giggled and nodded respectfully as Jim sat normally again. He suddenly saw a man with tousled blonde hair and blue eyes stroll up behind her. Jim stood and Questa looked up behind her with a frown.

"Oh, father," she said as she stood and Jim's eyes shot wide in disbelief as he glanced between them. Questa slid her arm through the man's a turned to Jim as she said, "Jim, this is my father, Quinn. Daddy, this is Jim Hawkins."

Jim was speechless but found some way to lift his hand for the captain to shake, which he did with a smile.

"I've heard nothing but good things about you, Mr. Hawkins," he said. "Amelia tells me you have an intelligent mind."

"You know Captain Amelia?" Jim wondered, finally finding his voice and Quinn nodded.

"She and I are old friends," he smiled then turned to Questa. "You should come upstairs now, darling. It's getting late."

"But father---!"

"No buts," Quinn interrupted her protest. "We leave early tomorrow." He turned back to Jim. "If you'll excuse us, Jim. Congratulations and I hope to see you again."

"You too, Captain," Jim nodded and with that the older man left, giving Questa a look that said "Come along."

"Well, I suppose I should go," she murmured, disappointment hinited in her tone. Jim nodded, also disappointed and held his hand to her.

"I hope we meet again," he smiled as she glanced at his hand then at his face. She smiled and nodded as she placed her hand in his for a slight hand shake. She turned to walk away when he let go of her hand but something stopped her. Jim watched with a slight frown as she glanced between him and the direction her father had left. She suddenly hurried toward Jim and before he could move, she placed a kiss on his cheek and rushed off to follow her father.

Jim stood there for a moment, dumbfounded then touched his cheek where she had kissed him. A smile of awe came to his lips as his whole face lit up and he watched her hurry off. He sat in the chair again, his hand never leaving his cheek as he stared into space in disbelief. A pretty girl liked him enough to kiss him! That had never happened before. He glanced down at himself and straightened his jacket with pride and a smirk.

"Must be the uniform," he thought. Morph suddenly appeared on his shoulder and changed into a little Questa head and started kissing him all over his face.

"Hey!" Jim laughed, reddening in embarrassment. "You little squid! Knock it off!" He grabbed hold of the morph and held him in his hand. He changed into an imitation of the couple. The little Questa flung her arms around the little Jim, and the little Jim dipped her back as she held a wrist to her forehead dramatically.

"A morph is worth a thousand words."

Jim jumped when he turned to see Delbert smirking behind him, and Jim covered Morph in his hands as he stood and whirled around to see not only the doctor, but his mother, smirking as well.

"You planned that, didn't you?" he wondered at Sarah who only gazed around, innocently.

"Planned what?" she asked and Jim shook his head with a smirk. He wasn't mad. On the contrary, he was happy his mother had insisted he dance with her. She had been so cute and interesting. He would never forget her, he knew it.

A/N: i thought my little things with Morph were funny. i love Morph! anywho, reviews?