Hello, lovely readers. After a few days of thinking up ideas, I bring you the next chapter!
Reviewer Thanks
LaylaBinx: Oh, you feel sorry for them now, just wait 'til later! And thank you ^-^
Welsh Gem: Wait no more!
Amalimrock: (looks up 'titular' in dictionary) Ah. Thanks! And, yes, things will be getting a LOT more interesting *nudge nudge wink wink*
HG96: (yanks bunny back on leash) Down boy. She ain't flaming! …Anyway, thanks a lot, for you have inspired yet another idea- for their game, at least :D And calm down! Finny doesn't know Jim yet, so he wasn't exactly calling him- er, that name. Besides, he said it, I didn't! …And they might become best friends… though they may be something more ;) I shall say no more!
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Finn, Lee, and Silver climbed into the longboat quick. "Hurry, hurry!" Finn said, throwing his guitar-case in and throwing himself in next. "It's gaining on us!"
The ground shook, and a large, multi-eyed, green, four-legged creature ran towards them. "Ye had tah land us here, didn't ya?" Silver snapped at Lee.
"Me? YOU were driving!" Lee retorted.
"Guys, less argue, MORE ESCAPE!" Finn yelled, seeing the monster was just a few feet away from a meal.
"Yeah, yeah, we're going!" Lee scoffed, grabbing the thrusters.
"Who says you're drivin'?" Silver sneered, pulling the thrusters out of Lee's hands.
"Because I know that we'll be safer with me driving- and not parking on a meteorite with a starving beast!"
"..Which is right next to us!" Finn cried out.
Lee jerked the thrusters, making the longboat go left and causing the monster's jaws to miss it by inches. "I'm driving!"
"No, I'M drivin'!" Silver snapped, pulling the thrusters to the right, just in time for the monster to snap at them and miss again.
"I'm better at navigation, which means I'd be a better driver than you!" Lee jerked the thrusters back to the left, and the monster snapped at the spot where the longboat used to be a second ago.
"It's MY longboat, therefore I'm deh only one who should drive it!" Silver pulled the thrusters back to the right, and the monster snapped at air again. It paused, holding still, making sure the boat wouldn't move again.
Lee shoved Silver. "Unless you're in prison! I'm driving!"
Finn looked at the monster, seeing it lick its lips and open its jaws over the boat.
Silver shoved Lee back. "Do ye see me behind bars? I'm driving!"
Finn pushed himself between them and grabbed the thrusters. "Can it! I'M driving!" he then shot the longboat forward, right as the monster snapped its jaws one more time.
The monster watched them fly off, then snapped its fingers angrily.
Silver and Lee looked at Finn, who just glared ahead. "Next time, settle your differences BEFORE we become dinner," was all he said.
Silver and Lee looked at each other, then shrugged. "Sheesh. It's not like we didn't have it handled," Lee muttered.
"Well, ye didn't. I did." Silver said, chuckling.
Lee scowled. "You did not! That monster would have been on us in seconds if I hadn't-"
"Oh, it's always about you, isn't it?"
Finn rolled his eyes, then shot the longboat forward and hit the brakes, making the two older men jerk forward. "Now, if you two kids are done arguing, how 'bout we find a place to sleep? A place without monsters would be nice," he said.
The two men scowled, resting the side of their faces on their fists. "Whatever," Lee scoffed.
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Jim boarded the ship, SSR Starburst, looking around at the different aliens that were crewmembers of the vessel, most of them resembling the pirates he had dealt with in the past, only not as ugly, and seemed less menacing. One looked exactly like Mr. Onis, though at a second glance he noticed the long eyelashes and bright purple eyes, and realized the alien was female. He let out a heavy sigh. It had only been a year since he had to face off pirates, but he still couldn't shake off the memory of them- especially that one who tried to kill him twice…
He shook off the memory. Don't think about it, anymore. he told himself. Stay focused on the mission. …Of course, being focused on the mission caused him to lose focus, knowing that he'd have to hunt down-
"Ah, Mr. Hawkins. I'm glad you decided to join us," Delila said, stepping up and shaking his hand, clearing him of his thoughts. "I'm sure you are prepared for our voyage?"
Jim grinned, trying to hide his uncertainty. "Sure." he said with a shrug.
"Good. I've decided to rank you as a sailor… rather than a cabin boy," She chuckled, and Jim knew for sure that she heard about the last rank he had. She cleared her throat, then. "Well, come along. I'll need you at the helm,"
Jim followed her, unleashing a deep breath as he grabbed onto the helm. This is it… no turning back. he thought.
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Sarah rushed from table to table, clearing one off while serving another. "Mrs. Hawkins, can we get some extra napkins, please?" An eagledid requested.
"Yes, Mrs. Taberinth. I'll get you one right away!" Sarah replied, while serving three burly spacers their meals. "There you are, gentlemen."
"Excuse me, Sarah, I need a re-fill on my pearapple juice…" An elderly elephanid said in a raspy voice as Sarah passed by.
"Coming right up, Roger,"
"Mrs. Hawkins, you wouldn't happen to have any rooms available, would you?" A blonde-haired woman asked.
"Yes. I'll be with you in a minute…"
Sarah ran in a triangle- grabbing napkins and handing them to Mrs. Taberinth, filling Roger's glass with juice, and running up to a desk outside the dining area and having the woman sign in her name and handing her a room key- then ran back to the kitchen, letting out an exasperated sigh.
"Are you okay, Mrs. H.?" BEN asked as he stood by the grill, cooking.
"Just a little exhausted, BEN. I'll be fine," Sarah replied. Morph turned into a cloth and allowed her to wipe the sweat off her head.
As if the Benbow wasn't crowded with enough customers, Tides came along, buying a newspaper from the local paper-boy, then walked in, sitting at a nearby empty table, looking at his newspaper. His gaze fell on one article, and he didn't know whether to be shocked or joyful. "Oh, my…" he gasped, then leaned over to a moss-green skinned, four-tentacled alien who sat at a table by him, trying to eat his soup. "Have you heard of this?"
"Huh…? W-What?" The alien sputtered, dropping his spoon and glaring at Tides, then looked at the article. "What's it about?" He studied the article, arching an eyebrow. "Huh! This is something…" he took the newspaper from Tides.
The local paper boy walked into the Benbow with a stack of newspapers, taking out the old ones and replacing them with the new ones, leaving them for the customers to pick up as they came in. He headed out, looking over his shoulder and smirking at the sight of the patrons looking over the article in disbelief, some of them even arguing with one another about whether it was true or not.
"This couldn't be true! …Could it?" A frogid woman gasped.
"Well, it sort of makes sense…" An old canidid said, rubbing his chin.
"I could have sworn it was true. So many people said so!" A purple-skinned, brown-haired alien said.
"Aye… but it says they hid the truth," An orange-haired, stout alien replied.
Elliot, the little elephanid, stepped inside, just in time to see the commotion. "What's everyone talking about?" he asked, seeing one patron crumble up the newspaper and toss it to the floor. Curious, he picked it up and unfolded it, gasping when he read the title:
Cabin Boy's Tale Fraud!
After hearing the tale of Jim Hawkins, and how he found Treasure Planet, sources indicate that the young teenager stole credit from Captain Smollet, who was the real hero who found the treasure. Hawkins was knocked unconscious during the mutiny of the pirates, leaving it up to Smollet to handle the situation herself…
Elliot didn't read the rest, glaring at the article. "No! It's not true! It can't be!"
"What's going on out here?" Sarah demanded, stepping out of the kitchen once hearing the commotion.
"Tell your son to get his story straight!" One patron snapped, shoving the newspaper in Sarah's hands. Several others passed by, walking out the front door and muttering bitter remarks about the newspaper, while only a few stayed behind, re-reading the article over-and-over.
Sarah looked at the article, her jaw dropping. "Who wrote this?" she snapped out loud. She ripped the newspaper in half, grunting angrily. The remaining patrons either walked outside or went back to their rooms, knowing that it wasn't a wise decision to be around Sarah when she was upset. She sighed bitterly and sat down, her face in her hands.
Elliot walked up to her, seeing tears form in her eyes. He had never seen an older woman cry before, so he was rendered speechless.
"What kind of monster would write this?" Sarah asked in a whisper.
Elliot looked at his feet, then back up at her, resting his hand on hers. "Mrs. Hawkins, if it makes you feel better, I don't believe that story." he said.
"Neither do I," Tides said, approaching Sarah as he crumpled up the newspaper. "Whatever scumbag wrote this should be hung for such libel! Fooling your customers and everyone else out there…"
Sarah sighed and stood up. "I think I'll close early…" she said, her eyes flooding with tears. Tides nodded and he walked out. Elliot looked at her one last time and followed the man out, his head hanging low. BEN and Morph watched from the kitchen, their expressions sad as well.
Tides walked to his carriage, where he sat next to the 'paper-boy', who took off her disguise, letting her red-hair fall down. "And you thought that old printing-press wouldn't come in handy," she chuckled.
Tides grinned. "Now we'll see what everyone says about 'The Great Jim Hawkins' now…" he said.
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A/N: As I wrote this chapter, I've developed an incredible urge to kill off one of my OC (you can guess which one).
Please review. Don't flame, otherwise you can work with Tides! (oh, I am so evil…)