A/N: Greetings to all. Sorry for never updating - my computer is basically screwed.

Anyway, as I usually state before writing, I do not own Flapjack. Get that through to yourself, alright?
Oh, and this cartoon seriousely needs it's own category. Anyone agree?

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It was a day like any other.

The sound of choppy waves could be heard from every dock surrounding Stormalong Harbor - a small town floating smack dab in the middle of the ocean, isolated from any sign of land. Despite of this, Stormalong was inhabited by a number of sailors, sea lovers, and of course - adventurers. Among these was a Candy Man names Peppermint Larry, a doctor/barber who's name is, ironically, Dr. Barber, an old woman who runs the town's docks, a most fear sea monster called Eight Armed Willy, and many others. But our story today does not take place through the eyes of whom were previousely mentioned, nor the docks of Stormalong Harbor. It takes place inside of a whale.

"K'nuckles!" Bubbie shouted, her mouth wide open and fin pointed angrily at her toungue. "You haven't taken out your garbage this week, have you!?"

K'nuckles, a washed-up old sailor rescued from a shipwreck nearby the harbor, rolled lazily over the large whale's warm tounge. "Quit your shouting, woman!" He yelled, "It's Flapjack's turn, anyway."

From behind Bubbie's toungue popped up Flapjack, an innocent, enthusiastic young boy abandoned at birth, found in Stormalong Harbor by Bubbie, his motherly companion. He is constantly influenced by his hero, Captain K'nuckles, and dreams of becoming a great adventurer as his untrustworthy companion claims to be. But although K'nuckles always chooses to tell the boy tall tales, and lie to him on a daily basis, Flapjack can't help but befriend and look up to him. And, although never admitting it, K'nuckles himself can't help but be fond of his easily manipulated companion.

"Is it my turn again?" Flapjack wondered aloud. A random smile grew across his naive face. He giggled. "Gee K'nuckles, it sure is nice of you to help me practice my adventure skills by throwing away the trash bags in Bubbie's mouth. I can't wait until I get my own ship when I'm older so I can clean it like I clean Bubbie!" Confidently, Flapjack grabbed a nearby garbage bag, grunting as he lifted the extra twenty pounds of weight onto his back. His gleeful smile never left his face.

"Atta boy, Flappy." Said K'nuckles, a smile showing his intentional manipulation appearing on his face. "Keep this up, and you'll be as good an adventurer as me one day.."

"You really think so!" Flapjack's big blue eyes glistened with wonder. Struggling slightly to hold the bag of garbage, the cheery lad leaped from his large companion's mouth. Bubbie gave a worried and annoyed stare.

"Uhm... Flapjack, you do realize Captain K'nuckles is just lying to you so you will take out his trash, right?" She asked.

The boy blinked. "Nah! The Captain may not use the truth sometimes, but that doesn't mean he'll always lie to me about this kind of stuff. I mean, how can adventure training be something you can lie about?"

"Well-"

"Bye, Bubbie!" Flapjack waved, an enthusiastic smile plastered above his chin. Slowly, he began to drag the bag - unfortunately larger than the lad himself - of garbage through town. Bubbie sighed. She loved Flapjack, but his common sense needed serious work.

Grunting with each step, Flapjack slowly dragged the garbage bag atop Stormalong's splintery plankwood. As the bag continued to rub against the roughly textured ground, a small rip began to form at the bottom of the bag. Finally, in front of an old green dumpster conveniently placed in a deserted allyway, the black bag burst open, leaving a stream of empty bottles of maple syrup, tissues, and other used objects in front of the dumpster.

"Cannonballs...!" Flapjack moaned, bending over to pick up the numerous peices of trash. But suddenly, while reaching for an empty bag of curly cheesey chips, Flapjack froze. In the corner of his eye, something moved. Realizing he was alone in a dark allyway, and remembering those horror films K'nuckles had showed him, he quickly sprinted behind the smelly dumpster. With caution, he poked his blonde head out from behind the dumpster, scanning the allyway.

"Groan..."

Flapjack watched, staring intently at the hairy object laid atop the second dumpster. His body flinched as the object suddenly rolled off the dumpster, making a hard landing on the wooden gorund. THUMP. Flapjack stood, shocked, realising the hairy object was the top of someone's head. Forgetting the common sense the good Lord gave him, he revealed himself from behind the dumpster, slowly approaching whoever had rolled off the dumpster.

"H-hello?" He stood cautiously over the stranger. Looking closer, Flapjack identified the person as a young woman, most likely in her early teens. She wore a pair of patched-up white shorts, with a black tee-shirt and an old, green neckerchief. Her legs were dressed by a pair of dirty black and white striped stockings, and a pair of simple black shoes. For a moment Flapjack wondered if she was a mime, but then he looked at her face. He took a step back. The right side of her head was gashed and bleeding, as if she was hit hard by a metal baseball back or something. Her hair was short and red, held together with dreadlocks.

Blood spilled from her head on to the ground, staining the old wooden planks. Flapjack began to panic, wondering if the girl was dead. Unsure of how to check, he poked her shoulder slightly with his foot. The girl didn't budge. Scared to leave her alone, Flapjack reluctantly lifted her off the ground, supporting her body by wrapping her arm around his neck, while his other arm held up the rest of her body. Then, to his relief, he felt the girl's heartbeat. He took a breath, then took a step.

He needed to get her help as soon as possible.

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A/N: HAHAGH! Like the first chapter?

For those who are curious, I was listening to one particular song while thinking up this story. The song is "Heaven help us - My Chemical Romance (No flamers, please)" So if you'd like to know how I really imagined this story, try listening to this song.

Stay tuned, everyone! I WILL update this story often. Trust me!