As I've said before, this story is not connected to An Unexpected Twist.
Also, I don't own Treasure Planet, although I'm sure Disney is still pretending this movie didn't exist.
Captain Amelia stood on the deck of the Legacy. She could make out the many docks, shipyards, and merchant shops that dotted Crescentia's landscape.
"Mr. Hawkins!" she called.
"Aye Captain?" he answered.
"When we dock, I want you to tie the Legacy down. Make sure it's tight, we don't want her to have survived this journey only to have her float away on us."
Jim laughed at Amelia's joke. "Aye Captain!"
Amelia eyed the port that the Legacy was to dock in. "Doctor?"
"Yes, Captain?"
"Do you see that port down there?" She pointed to make sure he could pick out the correct one.
"You mean the one surrounded by a crowd, Captain?"
"Yes, it seems our voyage has generated quite a stir. That's where we are to land. And I am in no condition to steer, so you need to."
"Yes Captain, of course." He grabbed the wheel and the Legacy began its descent to the dock.
Amelia reached into the pocket of her uniform. The paper she had received from the doctor still sat in her pocket. After checking to see if either of her crew members were watching, she withdrew it and read the contents again.
This is my address. Perhaps, if you wish, we could stay in correspondence.
Dr. Delbert Doppler, PhD
1523 Squire Bend
Trelawney Province, Montressor
How sweet of him, Amelia thought with a smile. Perhaps I will write to him. He'd make an interesting correspondent… unless of course he defined 'correspondence' the same as every other man she met. They seemed to define it as "charade until you marry me and give up your seafaring life." Come to think of it, he does look like a wifeless scavenging mongrel…
She decided. She would not write to him. Quieting any protesting voices in her mind, she stuffed the note back into her jacket.
"Ah!" she cried.
The doctor's head whipped back to her. "Captain? Are you alright?"
"Yes, yes. I'm fine. Just bumped my wound, that's all." Amelia winced as the searing pain returned to the dull ache to which she had grown accustomed.
He looked at her for another moment, then turned back to the wheel.
But the way he looks at me…
Snarling, Amelia dismissed the thought. Somehow, Dr. Doppler had managed to steer the ship next to the dock, and Mr. Hawkins leapt out and secured her. A loud grumbling sounded from below deck. The metal man from Treasure Planet and Silver's pink blob had been left to guard the mutineers. Perhaps not the best idea, but no other mutinies had occurred. All's well that ends well.
"Ship is secure, Captain!" Jim yelled, leaping back aboard.
"Good man!" she replied.
"Now," she continued, addressing both of them, "when we disembark, I will exit the ship first. Not a man is to leave this ship until the pirates have been apprehended. Is that clear?"
Both Jim and Doppler nodded.
"After that, you may go as you please. It has truly been a pleasure."
The crowd cheered as the dock men placed the gangplank. Amelia walked down it, and met with the policebots.
"Welcome home, Captain," the first droned.
"Thank you," she replied.
"Where are the pirates?" the second droned.
"Below deck. The robot and the blob are our allies; do not arrest them."
"Aye Aye."
"Ma'am."
She was never sure if they were being sarcastic or not.
"Very well," she said and walked back to the Legacy. "You are free to go," she whispered to Jim and Doppler. Jim smiled, saluted, and ran below to get the blob and the metal man. Not a moment later, they disembarked.
Smiling, Amelia looked around the dock. To her surprise, Dr. Doppler was still there. "Doctor. Perhaps you misunderstood me. You may leave."
"Captain…," he fidgeted, "you need a physician."
"Don't bother. I will go soon enough."
"When is that?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Doctor, I'm fine, don't bother with me." She wobbled a bit.
"Captain. I am taking you to the physician if it is the last thing I do."
Without protest, he led her off the ship and into the waiting sick-carraige.
Jim ran through the crowds, BEN and Morph following behind. "Mom! Mom!"
"Jim?" he heard a familiar voice.
"Ma!" he politely pushed his way through the crowd to her.
"James Pleiades Hawkins! I've been worried sick!" she exclaimed, wrapping him in a maternal hug.
"You'll never believe what happened, Ma."
"What? What happened? Are you alright? Where's Delbert?"
"Actually, Ma, I think he found someone."
"What? Jim, are you playing a joke?"
"No, Mom, I'm serious. She's the captain of the ship. They are head over heels for each other."
Mrs. Hawkins laughed. "I'll believe it when I see it."
Are you all enjoying this? Anything I could do better?