So this chapter is just basically setting up the plot. Sorry it took so long to get up. also, Cecily's reaction in the story to fairytale characters is sometimes mine with this show. not that i dont always adore once, but sometimes the things they do leave me feeling like "really?" you'll understand at the end of the chapter. i hope you enjoy it.
"Rise and shine dear sister of mine!" I can only assume the cheerful greeting of my brother must be part of a dream because no one can truly be that awake this early in the morning. It's unnatural. So I decide to ignore what must be in my mind and roll over taking the covers of my bed with me over my head. Just as I am settling back in I feel the covers being yanked off of me exposing me to the coolness of the room. I know he thinks this will motivate me to get up, but I defy him and just curl in on myself. No one should be up this early. "Come on, we don't have time for this!" he whines. Still I hold my ground. That is until he jumps on me.
"Get off you freak." I mumble as I push him off of me. Finally I pull myself into a sitting position. My brother laughs as he gets off the floor.
"It's alive!" he cries. I am going to tell him it is not nice to make fun of Dr. Whale when I notice what he is wearing.
"What the Hell are you wearing?" I ask already exhausted and I just woke up two minutes ago.
He flaunts around the room modeling his new brown leather pants, leather boots, green shirt and what looks like a purple leather coat. I don't think the word inconspicuous is in my brother's vocabulary.
" You like? I thought it would be good to get new clothes to blend in." The worst part about this is that he is serious.
"And a purple jacket is what you go for to blend in?" I get out of the bed and make my way over to the pile of clothes I assume is mine and dread the worst.
"Blending in does not mean I can't have style. And besides it's a dark purple, practically black. You'll like what I got you." He steps out into the hall to give me privacy, and as I unwrap the pile of clothes I am actually surprised by the fact that what he got me doesn't suck. It' a black pair of leather pants, because leather pants are apparently a must in this world, a dark red baby doll looking top with a black velvet looking vest with a flowery pattern embroidered in it, and the best are the black boots with a ton of buckles on them. After I put it all on and look at myself in the mirror I decide I could pass as a very good looking Hot Topic model. I'll have to ask dad where he gets his kohl to complete the look.
I set out in the hall to join my brother and lock the door behind me. "What did you do with our normal clothes?" I ask him as we make our way down to the common area.
"Normal is such a relative term. What is normal to some people may not be to others." I give him my 'are you done now look' and wait for him to get to the point. "They're in this bag." He slaps the pack on his back.
"Good, I would hate to lose my favorite pair of jeans." I sit down at a table and gesture the waitress to bring us some breakfast.
"Don't you know not to wear your favorite pair of jeans while portal jumping? You wear your second favorite pair." He smiles as a plate of eggs and sausage are put down in front of us and shoves some in his mouth while muttering 'newbie'. I roll my eyes and start eating too. It's not until a couple of minutes of eating that two disgruntled pirates come into the room, spot us and sit down. Liam makes a show of smiling brightly at them as they join us. Dad rolls his eyes at him and I smile a little at my apparent inherited trait of his. "Good morning." Liam says ignoring the eye roll.
"Good morning." Milah replies as dad ignores him and starts eating his own food. This is going to be a fun trip, I can tell already. We all eat in silence after that. It is not until we are almost done that I decide to start up conversation.
"So…how are we going to find this black fairy exactly?" I want to get home as soon as possible and out of this weird blast to the past.
Milah looks up from her almost finished plate at my question. "We said we know someone who might know where she is." She answers me.
I do my best to repress my eye roll. My last New Year's resolution was to keep it down to ten a day, and I already know this is going to be a long day. Must conserve. "Yes, you said that last night. What I want to know is who this person is." I don't like surprises and don't need to find out that this person is some long lost cousin/fairy godmother of ours. I have come to expect everyone is somehow related in this world. And really the connections everyone has with each other sometimes piss me off. Belle should not know Mulan, it is just bizarre.
"His name is Prawn, and it's about a three days journey from here to where he is." Dad says and gets up from the table with Milah by his side and heads for the door. I guess he is done with breakfast.
Liam and I scramble to get up and follow him, confused by his sudden exit. Definitely not the same man who used to wait almost fifteen minutes for me to make up my mind on what ice cream I wanted. "Where's the fire man?" My brother asks once we leave the tavern and find them walking towards the docks.
"The sooner we take you to the black fairy, the sooner we are rid of you," he says staring straight forward. Well, it is like him to have the eye on the prize.
"Hey, you'll miss us when we're gone. You're gonna miss us by our hair, you're gonna miss us everywhere, you're gonna miss us when we're gone." Liam starts singing and clapping his hand in a way that makes us all look at him like he has three heads.
"That one stays in the brig the whole time." Milah states as we get closer to the docks. I can now smell the sea on the air and it reminds me of our house by the water. I swear my eye does not twitch.
"But I thought we could really bond during our time!" Liam fake whines. If he keeps this up, they'll gag him and I'll let it happen. "Bros of the sea. We could be like Brosiedon, king of the Brocean!" At this point we all ignore him as we finally come in front of the Jolly Roger. There are many people around, loading ships, tying off stuff, doing boaty sort of things. I get pushed around a bit but I can't seem to focus on anything but the ship. I have only heard of it in Dad's stories, and even those could not do this beauty justice. I can see Liam has too been captured by the ship's magnificence and he has finally shut up. If we learn anything from our father, it is to love this ship.
Speaking of fathers, ours is wearing one of the first smiles I have seen on this version of him. Taking his eyes off of his jewel, he looks at us and our awed faces with a bit of pride and apprehension. "Do you know anything about boating?"
Liam and I share a look. Like we could be Captain Hook's kids and not know anything. We shrug and say, "A little."
"What can you say about this boat?" Milah asks with an amused look.
Not one to back down from a challenge, I answer, "Not much. Just that it is a 90 ton, 65 foot long, three mast sloop with about eighteen cannons. The fastest ship on the water due to the fact that it was created with 1500 enchanted oak trees. It takes about at least twenty people to man, unless you have one hell of a captain."
She throws her head back and snorts and then makes her way up the gang plank to the deck where our dad left during our exchange to boss people around.
Walking next to her I can't help but see a bit of Henry in her, and for some reason the thought angers me. I don't want to associate her with my family.
"So three days with each other, then?" I ask.
She looks at me sideways. "Think you can manage three days with a bunch of pirates?"
It's not pirates that bother me, it is only one in particular. I decide not to share that thought and make my way to the railing while the crew gets ready to set sail to God knows where.
Liam joins me with a goofy smile on his face. "Ready for an adventure?" he asks.
"Yeah, just what I always wanted." I say sarcastically, "and a fairytale one too. We got Captain Hook, the black fairy, possibly Rumplestiltskin at some point and who knows who else." I try to ignore the fact that everyone around me is a fictional character, but that is harder to do when they are in their element.
Liam wears a puzzled expression for a second, and then shouts across the ship to our dad. "Oh Captain, my Captain!? Does this Prawn guy like to fight?" What an odd question.
Dad thinks so too, but answers anyway probably residing himself to the fact that bizarreness comes with the package that is my brother. "He is the best fighter in all the land."
Liam starts laughing really loudly and it is at that time that we start to take off.
"What is so funny?" I ask.
" Fighting Prawn is the name of Tiger Lily's father. From Peter Pan. We are going to see another fairytale character."
I turn to the view of expanding ocean before us and let lose, "Damn it!"