Once again, I confess I'm a write-aholic… But don't inform the CFGWA (Crazy Fan-Girl Writers Anonymous)!
Disclaimer: I don't own Fangface, Treasure Planet. …Great, now I'm depressed. :(
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Sarah Hawkins arrived at a tall building, walking down a mosaic-tiled floor to a door labeled, Missing Persons: Tracker Agency and she went in. In the room were two desks. At one sat a man with blonde hair and a mustache, looking to be in his late 20's, and at the other desk sat a woman with brown hair and glasses, looking about the same age. On the man's desk sat a golden name-plate, reading, Walter Gruff and the woman had the same kind of nameplate reading, Fiona Francisco II.
Sarah heard that they were top experts on finding lost people… and tracking down those who needed to be found. "Hello there," Fiona said, looking up at Sarah when she stepped in. "Can we help you?"
"Yes, I've come here for your assistance on finding a woman." Sarah said, taking a seat. "Her name is Lucy Bellington. She is the mother of one of the kids I take care of."
"Ah, do you run an orphanage?" Walter asked.
Sarah shook her head. "No. You see, I found three children- two boys, one girl- on my doorstep one day. I decided to adopt them- I became quite attached to them after letting them in- and I found this… diary, and inside it was a picture of one the boys' mother." she took out the picture she cut out of the book, handing it to Fiona. "She looks exactly like me, and she was separated from her son years ago… at least, that's what the diary said." She had decided to use the diary story, or else the two detectives would think she would be crazy if they knew she was trying to find a character out of a book.
"Where did you find the diary?"
"I… found it on the floor of my Inn, before it was burned down," she lied. "I had put it in my purse, deciding to take it to the 'Lost and Found' here, but my boys got into a bit of trouble with the police… and it slipped my mind. I was sitting at my friends house- he decided to let me stay there after my Inn was burned to the ground- and I found the diary in my purse and… well, took a peek at it."
Walter shrugged. "Ah, I don't blame you. I look in other people's diaries all the time- er, but only because of investigation."
Fiona rolled her eyes. "Right…" she said to Walter, then turned to Sarah. "Don't worry, Mrs. Hawkins. We'll find Lucy."
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The RLS LEGACY was quiet the rest of the day, the only sound anyone heard was Kite's mopping and Fangs' scrubbing and whistling. Kim was in Amelia's quarters, sitting on her bed- the captain decided to let her share her quarters rather than with 'those lecherous scoundrels' (aka the pirates). Biff and Delbert shared quarters with Mr. Arrow, not only for the same reason as Kim, but also because Amelia didn't want the astrologer to blurt out any information… especially in his sleep.
Kim sighed and looked out a circular window at the afternoon sky… then wondered, if they were in space, and space is practically dark, how could it look like daylight? It's a Disney movie, anything is possible. She reminded herself, deciding not to let her logic ruin her fun.
…Not that she was having fun, that is. With boredom overcoming her, she decided to get up and explore the ship, walking out of the room and onto the deck. She was passing the galley, when she heard a…
*CRASH!*
…Followed by Puggsy's voice: "Ah, darn it!"
Without hesitating, she ran down the galley stairs, seeing a large cooking pot stuck on her friend's head and pans surrounding him. "Puggsy! Are you alright?" she gasped, rushing over and pulling the pot off his head.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine."
"What happened?"
"I was grabbing a pan, pulling it out from underneath a couple others, but it snagged on and pulled them all out right on top of me."
"Why didn't you just take out the whole stack first? That way, you could have taken the rest off and saved yourself the trouble."
He rubbed the back of his neck. "Huh, never thought of that… Man, I feel like an ignorpotomas."
Kim chuckled and helped him up. "Don't let it get to you. We all do things without thinking them through first, namely because we're distracted by something else sometimes…" she looked at him, slyly. "Are you distracted by something?"
Puggsy looked around, making sure no one was listening. Silver had gone to the cargo-hold to grab something, so he was on his own… and he knew he could never lie to Kim. "Yeah… I'm a little worked up about my 'role' in the movie, especially since I have to watch Fangs and Fangface now…"
"What's so bad about watching your friends?"
"It's not the whole 'watching them' that bothers me- I have to make sure they don't do or say anything that would give away Silver's plan, or else they'll get into another brawl with one of the pirates… or worser."
"Yeah, but you'll be there to stand up for them, like you always have."
He shook his head. "It's not as easy as it sounds, Kim. If those creepifying lunkheads find out we're best friends, they'll think I'm trying to mutinize against them- or worse, think I've gone soft."
Kim chuckled. "You know, you kind of sounded like Silver on that last line… But seriously, Puggsy, you shouldn't turn your back on your friends just because you're part of Silver's crew-"
"I didn't say I was turning my back on you guys! I just don't want those dumb over-sized creeps to kill you." he held her hand, then whispered, "I don't want to lose you again…"
Kim smiled and held his hand in both of hers. "Puggsy, you won't. We'll get through this. No matter what happens…" she pushed a strand of hair out of his face. "…we'll be there for you."
"(Ahem)" A voice behind them said. Gasping and turning their heads around, they saw Silver, standing there holding a barrel, looking at the two of them. "I'm sorry, was I interruptin' somet'ing?"
Kim let go of Puggsy's hand, blushing and standing up awkwardly. "N-No… a few pans just fell and I, uh, just came down to see what was going on and… Well, I'll see you later, Puggsy!" and she hurried up the stairs. Willackers! That's the most awkward moment I've had with Puggsy! she thought.
Meanwhile, Silver looked at Puggsy, grinning slyly. "Looks like ya have a little girlfriend, eh Pugs?" the cyborg teased setting the barrel aside.
Puggsy picked up the pans and stood up, his face red with embarrassment. "Oh, please! She's not my girlfriend! That Kite kid is, FYI." he said, shoving the pans back into the cabinet and shutting it hard out of anger. …Then he realized what he just said to Silver. Oh, crud… he thought.
"What makes ya t'ink he's her boyfriend?"
Puggsy rolled his eyes. "The way they looked at each other, I decided to take a wild guess."
"Ah…" Silver's cyborg eye was orange- he wasn't convinced of Puggsy's story… thinking he was just making it up. But, he played along, deciding to humor him. "Whatever ya say so, lad. Now, c'mon, let's check on those two cabin boys of ours."
As long as it keeps you out of my social life. Puggsy thought, following him up the stairs.
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By the time Kite and Fangs finished their work (and Kim went back to her room) it was dusk. Fangs threw his scrub-brush into his bucket, exhausted but happy that he had finished his work. "Some day, huh?" he said to Kite.
"Yeah, finally finding Puggsy and Kim and getting into a brawl with that spider-psycho." Kite huffed.
"Spider-Psycho! Spider Psycho!" Morph repeated, turning into a mini-Scroop.
"Eh, not ugly enough, Morph. Try again."
Morph twisted Scroop's face to look more atrocious, letting out a high-pitched maniacal cackle.
Kite chuckled. "Close enough."
"Yeah, try to make it creepier next time," Fangs added. Morph grinned, shifting back into his original form.
"Well, t'ank Heavens fer little favors." They heard Silver say, looking to see him and Puggsy walk up from the galley. "Been up here fer an hour, an' deh deck's still in one piece,"
"Yeah, this should go in my journal," Puggsy joked, then held up his left hand, pretending to be writing down something. " 'Today, Fangs and Kite did something without ranshacktifying anything!'"
"Ha, ha." Kite said, sarcastically.
Fangs turned to his friend and Silver, rubbing the back of his neck. "Hey, by the way… thanks for, you know, keeping Scroop from killing us."
"Yeah… thanks."
Silver looked at the two boys, his expression looking sympathetic. "Didn't yer pap teach ya two tah pick yer fights more carefully?"
"Yeah- at least, mine did…" Fangs said, looking at Kite- remembering his father, Marlow.
Kite looked at Fangs. "So did mine," he said, smiling. Back in their world, Fangs was basically his father, in a way, rather than Marlow he decided. "…Well, at least, my adoptive father did."
"Adoptive father?" Silver asked, arching an eyebrow.
Huh boy, here it goes. Puggsy and Fangs both thought at the same time.
Kite sighed. "Yeah. A long time ago, my biological dad… well, he didn't really like me, because of my werewolf half, Kitefang. He…" he paused, thinking about a 'Disney-safe' version of his story. "…Well, he just abandoned me. That's when my new real dad found me and took me in." he couldn't help smiling at Fangs as he said this.
"Ah… so what's yer real dad up tah, now t'at yer on a voyage?" Silver asked.
"He…" Kite tried to think. If he said Fangs was his adoptive father- since they were both the same age (16)- the cyborg would think he was crazy.
"Disappeared," Fangs quickly added, and they all looked at him. "Yeah… he was my dad, too, and one day he just went on a voyage… and never came back."
Holy leaping ignorpotomases, did FANGS think of that story on his own? Puggsy thought, surprised- and impressed- with Fangs' cover-story. "Whoa…" he said, quietly.
"Oh… sorry tah hear t'at, lads." Silver said, sympathetically.
"Hey, it's no big deal." Kite said, setting the mop aside and looking over the railing of the ship.
"Yeah… as long as our werewolf halves don't cause trouble," Fangs joked, then clutched his head. "Ah! Headache…"
"Uh, other than that, we're doing just fine."
"Is t'at so?" Silver said slyly, rubbing his chin, sending Puggsy a wink.
"Hmm… I don't know, guys. You both look like you need to learn a few lessons, especially to keep those weird-wolf halves of yours under control." Puggsy said slyly, grinning.
"Can I attack him now, pleeeeeaase?" Fangface begged inside Fangs' head.
"An' since deh captain has put ya both in our charge, we'll be stuffin' some new ideas in those thick heads o' yours," Silver said, poking Kite's forehead.
"Oh, you've GOT to be kidding me!" Kitefang snapped inside Kite's head.
"Yeah, now that since you're under our authorities, you won't be getting away with anything anymore." Puggsy added. "We'll be watchifying you two like hawks!"
"Let me at him! Let me at him!" Fangface snarled, mentally.
"Neither of ya will eat, sleep, or scratch yer bums without our say so!" Silver said sternly, but still grinning.
"So don't do us any favors!" Kite scoffed sarcastically.
Silver put his arm around him and patted his chest. "Oh, ya can be sure of t'at, Kite!"
"And you can be sure of that too, Fangs!" Puggsy added, giving Fangs a wicked smile.
"Oh, boy…" Fangs whimpered.
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*Ring! Ring!*
Brielle Shereba stood up from watching TV. She and Kasandra Bickerson had been staying at Edwin's house, keeping an eye on the place while he and Alyx were at their home in England. She answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Brielle? It's B.F." B.F. said on the other line.
"Baby Fangs? Hey, buddy, how are you?"
"Um… not good. Me and- uh, a friend- need your help."
"Why? What's going on?"
"Well, I was going over to Fangs' house, and when I got there… Look, just a minute dude!- Alright, I'll hurry it up! …I'll tell you in a minute."
Brielle arched an eyebrow. She didn't like how her friend's story was coming out. "Okay… where are you?"
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Meanwhile… talking on a phone… in a police station…
"Um, funny you should ask…" B.F. said nervously, glancing at the tough police officer behind him.
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A/N: Oy, vey… The police station? Really? XD Okay, yes, I have some explaining to do on that part, but until then, please review but no flames if you don't want me to launch you into a black hole.
