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Chapter 3: The Passengers aboard Part 2:
April 15, 1912, First Class Cabin 39, Jewel Thieves' POV:
"ACHOOO!" Corinthian squeezed loudly, making the table shake as a result. She was in a simple mint green shirt, and her hair was a curly mess. She just came out of the shower and was having tea and some snacks with it.
Her tiny purse was beside her in another chair to her left. A hand grubby hand opened it and silently reached inside it, careful not to get caught. Unfortunately, the hand of the woman that the purse belongs to close it on the hand, which belongs to a Dirk, who was howling in pain.
"It's a losing battle, trying to teach you two how to work properly," Corynthia said. Kirk was standing by a wall with both of his hands wrapped in gauze bandages, probably from the same practice that Dirk was doing.
"One's needs to be gentle, agile," Corynthia added. Then Kirk accidentally knocked over a vase and broke it. "ELEPHANTS! OHHHHH! HOW CAN I EXPECT SUBTLETY FROM TWO OAFS WITH HANDS LIKE HAM, AND THE BRAINS BETWEEN YOU TO FILL A SPARROW'S SKULL! HOPELESS IDIOTS! DUMBBELLS! I DESPAIR!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.
When Dirk was about to stand back up, but then he noticed something different. He reached in his back pocket, and to his horror, something important was missing. "What are you looking for?" she asked him as he continued to search through his pocket. "My wallet." Dirk answered, "Where is it?"
Corynthia cleared her throat, and Dirk looked up and saw that she was holding it in her hand. How did she do that without him knowing? "Here it is. This is the way to do it, boys…UNDERSTAND?!" she said darkly as her eyes narrowed.
April 15, 1912, Third Class Cabin 39, Angelina's POV:
I carried the load of laundry that my foster family gave me in a basket and headed towards my cabin. I greet Victoria and the children, set the basket on my bed, plopped onto it. I should get started, but I'm too worried about my locket.
"Is everything alright? Do you need a hand?" Victoria offered. "No thank you." I said as I shook Bernice's dress to loosen out any wrinkles, "I don't mind the hard work; I'm just worried that I can't find my locket. It means so much to me; it was a present from my mother. I never knew her, and without it, I'm afraid, I'll never find her again."
Then we heard a screech from above our heads, and we looked up and saw the little mouse I saw at the pier in an air duct above. The poor thing must have been scared because he jumped and fell off the edge. He would have fallen to the floor, but the small door to the air duct closed on his tail, causing him to hang around.
"What are you doing up there?" I asked as I took him in the palm of my hand so he won't be in any pain. "Don't be afraid. Are you hungry? Were you looking for something to eat?" I asked as I stood on my toes and held him in my hand for him to sit on so he won't feel uncomfortable with his tail stuck in that vent door.
I was worried for a moment that Victoria and the children might be frightened by the poor thing, but they weren't. In fact, little Earnest came by my side to get a look at the little darling. Victoria just reached to the top bunk and pulled out a loaf of bread and tore off a piece. "We don't have much, but you're welcome to a nibble." She said.
Victoria gave the small piece to me, and I held it to the dear. "Here you are," I said. He accepted it, and I lifted him back to the vent, and he lifted the door, took the bread, and slipped back into the vents.
April 15, 1912, First Class Hallway, Jewel Thieves' POV:
"You go first," Dirk said. "No, you go first." Kirk offered. Both of them were struggling through the doorway to start their work. However, they kept arguing who would go first, although they should know that ladies should always go first. And they should know that with their boss.
Then they both fell through the door and landed in the hallway. Corinthian paid no mind to them and step out of her room. "You Bludderheads better know where Tiger is," she said.
As if on cue, Tiger came down the hall wobbling back and forth. "There he is, over there," Dirk said. The hard impact from the flying ham really did a number on his head. He had a funny look on his bat-like face almost like he had too much alcohol. "Where?" Corinthian asked, looking back and forth. Then she saw him. "Oh, so you're picking up their habits now are you?" she asked her beloved pet Chihuahua as she picked him up.
"You two guys start on that end, and I'll check the cabins in the middle. And don't come back empty-handed!" She demanded. "Right you are!" Kirk said, "You don't need to worry about it." "We're professionals now," Dirk exclaimed confidently.
Therefore, they went to work. Dirk proceeded to pick the locks of various first-class cabins, while Kirk worked as a lookout. However, no matter how hard Dirk and Kirk tried to do so, they couldn't open any of the doors.
They moved on to the next cabin, and the door opened from the inside. A cocker spaniel came out of the room on a long brown leash. However, Kirk and Dirk did not see him. The twosome approached the door slowly, they were sure that the occupant of the cabin was coming out and they didn't want to be seen by him or her.
The spaniel named Flopsy came pranced like a show horse around the thieves and acting as though he wanted to play. "Oh, it's just a doggie," Kirk stated. Flopsy continued to prance around the thieves, wrapping the leash around their legs.
Then a large lady, wearing a white fur boa and fancy gold jewelry, which caught the attention of the pair. She locked her cabin door and pulled on the leash to get Flopsy to follow her. In doing so, she made the duo fall flat on their faces.
As he and his owner walked to the first class deck, Flopsy looked back at the dumbfounded duo and just shook his head. "Here we go again! Another snatching situation." Flopsy said to himself. The two men gave the dog angry expressions as they lay on the floor.
"How many times, do I have to repeat myself until it sinks in, Flopsy, to wait for my signal?" the woman asked Flopsy as they went up the stairs, "Couldn't you tell from their clothes? They're bums."
April 15, 1912, First Class Deck, No One's POV:
Gaston was walking on the deck, looking through the crowd as if looking for someone in particular. The lady with Flopsy was there as well, and she saw him, and she seemed very interested. However, there was someone ahead of him that he was more interested in.
It was the beautiful young woman that he saw at the docks, she had her dogs with her, and she was talking to the first officer. They were very talkative for some reason as if the first officer was interested in her as well.
Gaston made his approach to her. Meanwhile, the other lady tugged on her dog's leash, which was her signal for him to trip him. Flopsy got up and made his way to cut the man off, but he was too slow as he passed him. "You were too slow! I don't believe it! Goodness, all these years, and you still haven't learned, Flopsy. At this rate I'll never find a fine rich man." she exclaimed. Flopsy just looked up and gave a look that said 'why blame me, he was too young for you anyway?'
"Bonjour, mademoiselle…?" Gaston greeted with a confident smirk on his face, silently asking for her name. "Molly," she answered. "Pardon Monsieur, may I steal her for one minute?" he asked. Regrettable, the first officer nodded for a second and left to do his much-needed work.
The Dalmatians, however, weren't as easily persuaded, they just growled fiercely. But Gaston just ignored them. "I must apologize for my discourteous behavior at the pier, but I couldn't help but office…" he said, starting a conversation between them. "She's not going to fall for that, I hope." the male Dalmatian stated to his mate.
April 15, 1912, First Class Deck, Animal's POV:
Fritz came up on deck and looked around for any other animals; he spotted the two spotted dogs and came over to them. "Excuse me, I hope I'm not interrupting anything," he said. "No not at all." the female said. "Anyway, I would like if you two would help me with the food and decorations for the party we are having for the animals on board." Fritz requested. "I'm at your service my friend, but I'm afraid Kate here will be out of the picture and won't help as much. She's about to give birth to our very firstlitter in a matter of weeks." the male stated with pride.
"Congratulations!" Fritz exclaimed. "Thank you old chum." the male said gratefully. "Oh, by the way, my sources tell me to watch out for a large red cat and something I regretted to call one of us, more like a bat than a dog," Fritz warned.
Then Fritz came up to Flopsy, who just woke up from a short nap to tell him what he just said to the Dalmatians. But Flopsy was way ahead of him. "I heard everything, so count me in. however, my time is limited, if I don't find her the right company for Winnie here, we're both going to face hard times," he explained. "Looks like a walking diamond mine to me," Fritz stated.
Then another fine looking man was walking towards them, and Winnie tugged on Flopsy's leash to signal him to get to it. "Oops got to get back to work," he said as he got on his feet. "What's the problem?" Fritz asked. "It's a scam, fake from top to bottom. She wears the bait, but I have to reel in the fish." Flopsy stated. This time he didn't miss and successfully got the leash around the man's legs and tripped him into Winnie's arms.
It turns out that the man was Mr. McFlannel, he was a little dazed from the fall, and when his eyesight cleared, he saw the fancy gold jewelry that Winnie was wearing. "Oh I say," he exclaimed, adjusting his eyepiece. Needless to say, the bait worked.
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