All Because of a Solar Surfboard

Written by Defy Gravity2502

Rating: T for occasional swearing.

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Prologue: It had been a few years since the finding of Treasure Planet, Flint's "loot of a thousand worlds". Jim had been accepted by the Interstellar Academy shortly after coming home and Sarah had rebuilt her Benbow Inn. Dr. Doppler and Captain Amelia had married and had many children, becoming a happy family. Ever since the voyage, the Hawkins and the Dopplers had grown very fond of each other, so Sarah let them move into the Benbow and stay as permanent guests.

Chapter 1

"Um, uh Sarah? Could you help-whoa!" cried B.E.N., as he staggered under a tower of dirty plates, and tried to keep them from falling and breaking. "All right, all right I got it," said Sarah, gently taking them and setting the dishes down by the sink. "Thank you B.E.N., you've been a great help today," praised Sarah. "It's getting late. Could you go and start cleaning up? I think most of the guests have gone up to bed." "Sure Sarah! You know, you should get some rest too. You wanna be up bright and early tomorrow, right?" B.E.N. said as he grabbed the broom and dustpan.

When he saw Sarah's questioning look, he almost dropped the broom. "Jimmy's coming home! We already went to the graduation, he's passed all his exams with flying colors, and tomorrow he'll be home!" exclaimed B.E.N. Sarah gasped and groaned. "I totally forgot. Yes, you're right. I should go to bed now. See you in the morning!" she yawned, heading out of the kitchen and up the stairs. "Sarah, do you want me to wash the dishes? I already charged myself a few hours ago," asked the robot. "Oh, that would be great. Thank you," said Sarah, disappearing up the stairs. She went to her room, changed into her nightgown, brushed her teeth, and turned off her light, drifting off into a deep, dreamless sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~Next morning~~~~~~~~~~~

"B.E.N., do you know what time he's supposed to arrive?" Sarah asked anxiously, wanting to be ready when her only son came back from one of the best schools on the planet. The guests had started waking up, so she'd started making breakfast for them all. Only when they were all seated and eating had she taken a little break, allowing herself to relax. Before B.E.N. could reply, the front door burst open, and Jim stepped in. "Hey Mo-"he started to say, but didn't get any further, seeing how his mother had rushed forward to hug him.

"Welcome home, Jim," she whispered. "Oh, I'm so proud of you! No mother could be prouder."

Jim blushed slightly and started to reply, when B.E.N. yelled, "Oh Jimmy you're home! Oh, this is the happiest day of my life!", and gave Jim a big bear hug.

"Guys, I missed you too," Jim said. At this moment, Dr. Doppler and the captain came downstairs, and when they saw Jim , started congratulating him. Then, his mother made him greet all the guests, and after that, everyone wanted to hear about the Academy, So when the entire hubbub finally died down, it was around 4 in the afternoon.

"Mom, can I go solar-surfing?" asked Jim, eager to get out of the inn. "But Jim, you just got here!" protested Sarah. "Pleeeeeeease Mom?" Jim persisted, giving his mom the big eyes. Sarah sighed and rolled her eyes, giving in. "Oh can those eyes get any bigger? All right."

Jim whooped and went outside to grab his solar-surfboard, but before he could take off, Sarah stopped him. "Be back before it gets too dark," she ordered. Jim sighed. "Yeah Mom."

He'd kinda have to; after all, he was going to ride a solar-surfboard. Before his mom could say anything else, Jim took off. He zoomed high in the air, feeling the wind whip across his face. Whooping, he went even faster, performing tricks like flips, spins, and handstands. It's been too long. Way too long, thought Jim, relishing the freedom he felt.

Suddenly, he heard yells coming from behind him. Turning around, he saw someone coming at him at breakneck speed. He swerved out of the way and watched as the person's craft slowed down, sputtered, started smoking, and then died.

By this time, Jim had recognized the person as a girl, and he watched in horror as the girl started to fall.

Fast.

Without thinking, he zoomed down after her. After a while, he "caught up" to her and was about to yell at her to hop on, when he noticed something odd. The girl wasn't screaming. She hadn't fainted. She didn't even look the least bit scared. Instead, her knees were bent as she was crouching on her board and her eyes were narrowed in intense concentration. Jim looked down at the desert floor and at how close they were getting to it, and then looked back at the girl. "Um…do you want-"he was cut off by a "Shh!" from the girl.

By now, Jim was very confused and concerned for the girl's mental health. He looked back down at the ground and nearly fell off; they were maybe 50 feet off the ground. 40…30…20….At the last second, when Jim was sure the girl was a gonner if he didn't do something soon, the girl jumped.

She jumped up in the air and landed smoothly on her feet, crouching down to absorb the shock. She stood and dusted herself off. She looked around, until her eyes fell on Jim. Or so he thought. The girl's eyes narrowed in anger as she stalked towards Jim.

"Uh…er…" Jim stammered, giving the girl questioning looks and looking like a complete idiot, what, with his mouth hanging open. The girl looked at him, rolled her eyes, and pushed past him. He turned, looking to where she was walking and saw her busted board. The girl knelt down and started grumbling incoherently. Or somewhat incoherently. Jim occasionally caught a "damn" or "piece of shit" as she examined her solar-surfboard.

It was then he really looked at the girl. She had short, spiky black hair. Her eyes were a startling, deep emerald green and were outlined with black eye liner, which made her eyes stand out even more. She had full, pink lips that had no lipstick or gloss. She was slender, but not skinny or fat. She was wearing a black spaghetti strap tank with little red skulls. The tank showed off her thin but muscled arms and the skull and crossbones tattoo on her upper right arm. She was wearing black shorts that stopped just before her knees, showing off her smooth, long legs. For shoes, she had on black flats. Around her waist, she had a tool belt which she now unclipped, took out a screwdriver and started fixing her board.

Jim also noticed her pale, flawless skin, and guessed she was around his height, maybe a bit shorter. In short, she was stunning.

Apparently, she had finished, so she powered her board and hopped on. She flew around a bit, no more than five feet above the ground. When that went well, she tried a flip. That didn't work so well. The board swerved around wildly, and the girl couldn't get control, and she was thrown off. Rolling when she hit the ground, she sat up in time to see her board continue to fly around and eventually start heading off.

"Oh no you don't!" growled the girl as she sat up. Without a word, she grabbed Jim's board, powered it up and jumped on, and chased after her board. "Hey! You can't…That's my…Get back here!" Jim yelled after her. "Chillax! I'll be right back!" the girl called back. Jim sighed. No matter how pretty the girl was, he wasn't about to let her steal his best solar-surfboard. But, the girl was true to her word, and she swept down a few minutes later, her board under her arm. "Thanks," she said as she tossed Jim his board.

He caught it and asked "D'you need help fixing your board?" "No, I got it," the girl answered and she looked at her board again. "Arrrgh! I can't believe I missed that!" she cried, smacking her forehead. She then proceeded to tweak some wires. "There, that should do it," she said satisfied. "Ahem,"
Jim coughed; rather annoyed that she had forgotten abut him. "Oh, it's you. You're still here," she acknowledged. "What's your name?" "Hawkins. Jim Hawkins," he replied. "Yours?" "Samira. Call me Sam." "Cool." "I'll see ya round," Sam said and waved before zooming off.

Jim stood there a few minutes and then noticed the setting sun. "Oh crap," he muttered. He powered up his board, bounded on and rose in the air smoothly. Leaning forward, he urged the board to go fast. But no matter how fast he went, the sun kept slipping lower and lower. "Dang, I shouldn't have gone out so far," he scolded himself.

Suddenly, the sun disappeared, and there were no lights except for the distant ones of the city. Jim went lower, expecting his board to turn off. But it kept flying! It still had the same power as before and showed no signs of slowing down. Jim didn't know what the heck was going on, but he knew he had to get back soon or else who knows what his mom would do to him. He didn't stop to think and urged the board even faster. Before too long, Jim arrived at the Benbow. He ran to the back of the inn where the tool shed was and put his board away. He sprinted inside to find himself face to face with B.E.N.

"B.E.N.! Where's my mom?" Jim asked. B.E.N. almost screamed "In the kitchen! Oh thank goodness you're back! I missed you SO MUCH!" "Is my mom ok?" asked Jim, a bit alarmed. "And B.E.N., I was only gone for a couple hours," he added. "Sarah? Oh, she's fine," B.E.N. called as he walked away. Jim shook his head and yawned. After all the events of the day, he was DEAD BEAT. He could barely keep his eyes open as he brushed his teeth and changed into his PJs, sweatpants and a muscle tank top.