The Trouble Clefs
PART ONE: Diseased Pillow Cases
"Aghhhhhhhhh!!!!"
Stork's eye twitched manically.
There , covering the helm from end to end was a massive flock of birds, all blinking stupidly.
"Get!" he yelled. " Get out of my ship you diseased pillow cases!"
He quickly ran at the unwanted visitors, that scattered at the sight of him. Now, fifty birds suddenly trying to take of in a tiny space, can be rather…chaotic. Feathers flew everywhere and next thing Stork knew the birds were all over him.
The infectious, dirty birds were touching him!
"Uhh! No! No! Get away!" He dived to floor to escape being winged in the face.
Something wet and smelly splattered on his face. It covered the floor.
Stork blinked open his eyes at the floor and-
"AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHH!"
The Condor rocked and another groups of birds flew off into the night.
"FINN!" Stork shouted as he stood up next to the helm.
Finn was still snoring in his room.
"FINN!" Stork yelled once more.
Finn however, was currently asleep dreaming that he was on a double date. That is, he was dreaming that he was on a date with two girls. With one arm around each of them he leaned over to the girl on the left with pursed lips. She started to lean in as well. And as his lips met the girl's - "FINN!" He broke away from the girl and turned to the one on his right.
She gave him an irritated look. "Don't worry, you're next." Finn said seductively.
"FINN!"
He turned his head to the girl on his left. She now had an irritated look on her face as well. He stepped away and held his hands up defensively, in fear that she was going to hit him.
"FINN!" The two girls yelled in sync.
"Calm down girls." He said softly. "There's enough Finn for the both of you." He said taking a step back towards them.
The girl that had been on his left scoffed. The other girl whipped her hand up in the air and slapped Finn's face.
His eye's shot open immediately. He looked around, disappointed that he had only been dreaming.
"Finn!" Called Stork's voice from the helm.
He sighed and lazily got up.
Five minutes later Finn lazily stumbled in, drowsy eyed and exhausted. Minutes ago he had been enjoying his well deserved beauty until Stork's voice had awoken him.
"Finn!" Stork growled again.
"There's no need to yell Stork. I'm right here." Finn stated, looking at the Merb in the blue flannel, doom PJs covered in tiny skulls and cross bones.
" You were last in the helm last night!" He stated.
"Ya, so what?" Finn asked tiredly.
" I specifically told you to close all the windows. You left one open!" Stork said pointing at a small open porthole.
"Oh." Finn said, finally realizing what Stork was so irritated about. "Opps."
" 'Oops!' is right!" Stork growled. "Because of your laziness, the Condor is now full of BIRDS!"
He leaned close to Finn and pointed a finger. Finn leaned back in disgust.
"Dude, what's on your face?" He looking at the white goo that was all over Stork.
"That would be their mess." said Stork irritability. "I'm holding you responsible."
It had been just over a week that they had been getting, what they called 'unwanted guests'. After getting back from the Far side , they had officially been declared famous. It's not like they weren't expecting it, it's just that with fame came fan mail. And with fan mail, there came about a two dozen birds a day with messages, and with a two dozen birds a day, there came a mess. The problem occurred about a week ago, when they had left the portholes in the helm open. That morning when Stork had gone to the helm he almost had a heart attack. Over a three dozen birds where scattered in the helm and the floor had been caked with bird poop. They had learned that it was best to keep all their windows closed, so that the messaging birds would be forced to land on the balcony instead.
"Ummmm…. It was an accident." Finn blurted out defensively.
" I don't care if it was an accident or if you purposely left it open. You're cleaning it up." Stork said loudly in a demanding tone. They stared at each other for a minute in silence. Finn sighed, knowing that Stork wasn't going to let him get out of this one.
"Fine." Finn said dejectedly. Stork smiled , "I'll get the mop."
As Stork walked off to get the mop, Finn mumbled something inaudible and made his way to the birds that had remained in the helm after Storks outburst, to retrieve the letters. It took a while, but finally after a few minutes he had made a small pile of letters on the table.
Stork walked in with a mop in hand and a bucket at his feet.
Stork had obviously washed up, the white goo that had been on him was now gone. If only Finn was as lucky.
Finn's shoulder sagged. Stork threw him the mop and kicked the bucket to Finn.
" Have Fun. I'm going back to sleep." Stork gave Finn a grin and walked off.
"Have fun. I'm going back to sleep." Finn said mockingly behind Storks back.
He let out a sigh and went to work.
*Later that day*
Junko walked into the helm to find the rest of his team mates. Stork was at the front of the ship messing with the Condor's controls. Piper and Aerrow were chowing down on some cereal. Radarr was going through what was that day's pile of fan mail. And Finn lay slouched in a chair covered in white goo, eyes closed, a mop and bucket at his feet. Finn let out a loud yawn as Junko approached him.
"Hey, Finn?" Junko asked.
One of Finn's eyes popped open at the mention of his name. "Yah?" He mumbled.
"What's that white stuff on you?" Junko questioned.
Stork, as well as Radarr, Piper, and Aerrow turned to see Finn's reaction to the question.
Finn squinted his eyes and groaned irritably. He got up and walked to the exit with clenched fists. " I'm going to the bathroom to… wash up." And he was gone.
"Ummmm…" Junko said with a confused look on his face. He looked to Stork for an answer.
" He left the porthole open." Stork stated.
"Ahhh." Junko said shaking his head up and down. That made everything clear.
A/N: This is my first story. I'd like to thank my co-writer StormyWriter18. This is only the start. The next chapter is where the real fun begins, but you'll just have to wait. The more reviews then the quicker I upload. So please... Please review.