Well, this story now has over 1,250 hits! That's awesome!
Anyways, I'll be starting school tomorrow and I thought I would post a chapter of a story of mine before I get swamped with schoolwork . . .
Is it possible that I can get . . . oh I dunno . . . more than five reviews on here? Please and thank you!
Once again, I need votes under my poll entitled "For my TITANIC story, what name variant should 60s DAVE SEVILLE go by?" with six choices and you can choose up to three. The one with the most votes is the one I will use and after we meet both 50/60s Dave Seville and 80/90s Dave Seville, it will be taken down and I will put the "Jeanette name variation" poll back up . . . which by the way has two votes each . . . on both choices.
One last note is I know drkseeker233 needs at least FOUR more OC's to fill in for the parts of Past Warrior of Light, Past Warrior of Air/Wind, Past Warrior of Nature and Past Warrior of Earth for her story "The Twelve Elements." I know she would really appreciate it! :)
WALL-E and EVE In Love: What? You're not gonna say it on my other stories?
MissSteph22: No comment on the "waiting for the version where Simon and Jeanette do kiss" but I have to agree with why Theodore and Eleanor don't kiss, just like I wonder why CGI Simon and CGI Jeanette don't have a scene in Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Squeakquel.
BChart2: Thanks! Haha! Took me a bit to figure out what you meant by you saying I could use those quotes from your story! I completely forgotten all about it!
DISCLAIMER
The Chipettes rightfully belongs to Ross Bagdasarian Jr. and Janice Karman.
The Chipmunks rightfully belongs to Ross Bagdasarian Sr. and Ross Bagdasarian Jr. as well as Janice Karman.
Ixix Naugus is a fictional famed sorcerer appearing in the Sonic the Hedgehog series or called SatAM by fans as well as a recurring character in Sonic the Hedgehog comics published by Archie Comics.
SwatBots are fictional robots that belong to Sonic the Hedgehog and Sonic Underground.
Screwball "Screwy" Squirrel is a cartoon character created by Tex Avery for Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer.
Originally named Fitz, Bimbo is a fictional cartoon dog created by Fleischer Studios who first appeared in the Out of the Inkwell series, later becoming the star of Talkartoons but then relegated to a supporting character when his girlfriend became a more popular character, thus Talkartoons animated series becoming the Betty Boop series in 1932.
Slappy Squirrel is a fictional character in the animated series collaborated by Steven Spielberg and Warner Bros. Animation, Animaniacs produced by Warner Bros. Animation and Amblin Entertainment, distributed by Warner Bros. Television.
Brandy Harrington is one of the two main protagonists in the animated American television series Brandy & Mr. Whiskers televised in the United States by Toon Disney as well as Disney Channel in both the United States and the United Kingdom.
Chief Naugus waits tensely as the elevator quickly passes deck after deck, his mind running a mile a minute, thinking of the importance of the pod's contents he's transporting and what's going to happen. He looks up at the elevator holographic screen. From DOCKING, they left thirteen levels below, the MAIN DECK thirty seven levels up and the BRIDGEanother kilometer forward through the deck. As much of a large-scaled technological wonder and achievement the Axiom is, he hated having to travel so far through a maze, especially to relay something vital to COMMAND and he's gonna have to go through passengers once he gets on deck, something not very well liked by most of the crew. At least he has an independently running transporter tram, one running in its own directions instead of lighted paths for the hover chairs, speeding things up a lot.
Naugus glimpses a look behind him, thinking he heard a sound. There is nothing but the obedient yet oblivious SwatBots standing at attention patiently waiting to transport the pod. He turns his attention back to the elevator door, wishing they were there by now.
Jeanette hid behind the transport behind the guards as the chief looked back. The elevator ride smooth and without a peep, almost quiet as travelling aboard the Axiom Reconnaissance Vehicle. She could only hear her own breathing, betting these robots had excellent attention spans and will spot her any moment. Jeanette held her breath, trying not to expose herself, praying the elevator ride wouldn't last much longer. She looks away, inwardly sighing in relief.
Still hiding behind the transport, Jeanette looked at the catatonic Simon through the chassis. She pats the side of the pod his head is on, like petting him, taking care of him.
It's going to be alright, Simmons, I'm here. She chased after him without any foresight to whatever lies ahead. The way he is now, even at the hands of other being like herself, he seem to be in some form of harm in her eyes, still frozen and completely unsure what 'Code Green' meant. Could it be he is to be harmed? Taken away? Or any other way that could separate or end in pain for her and Simon?
The elevator doors open, drawing Jeanette's attention to the tram already moving out. It comes to a stop outside the elevator, waiting for something. Jeanette risks a peek from the corner of Simon's pod to see a long passageway filled with things moving by at high speeds. Wait, those things passing by are beings, anthropomorphic cats, dogs, primates, rodents, amphibians and many more! All of them on trams just like Simon's, all moving about at whiplashing speeds. They are all crew of technicians, engineers, mechanics, welders, electricians, SwatBots, painters, cleaners, suppliers and so on. There are about eight outlined paths for the crew in the florescent lit long sterile corridor, four each going in opposite directions. It's a maintenance level in rush hour, everyone on their way to their directives throughout the ship.
Jeanette's neck gets sore from trying to process the fast-moving vehicles and anthropomorphic beings inside them, fascinated by it all. She wonders how in Forthright's name is she gonna get through that with Simon as she looked at him, only to notice the transport is gone.
"Aah!"
Adrenaline spikes in her mind as she realizes Naugus's tram left without her! She had to think quickly, his pod moving fast and has only a split-second to figure out what next.
"Oooooh boy." She looks at the speeding traffic, gulping at the thought of trying to go after him through here. The road too narrow on the sidelines, she has to go into the flow of traffic.
Her heart pounding in her head, Jeanette placed herself in danger and Simon is leaving again, she had better move quickly! She spots an opening between two passing hover trams, moving fast but far enough apart for Jeanette to jump through. At least she thinks so…
Jeanette times it carefully for she'll be squashed or rammed over if too early or too late.
She makes her move and jumps in between the passing vehicles.
"Whoa!" a dark orange and white squirrel with a humungous black nose and buckteeth driving a hover tram suddenly stops.
Crash!
The squirrel ends up causing the next tram to crash into him and the next one to crash into that. Jeanette has created a pile up.
No one was hurt but Jeanette almost killed herself and the drivers. She reassesses her surroundings, the maglev highway too narrow for her to walk between, so if she can just climb onto one of those transports, it would make her trip a lot easier. Jeanette still has to move! Simon is getting farther and farther from her!
Ah, screw this. Jeanette rather jumps onto a vehicle to carry her there, not walk in between and harm anyone else.
A freight tam passes by and...
Jeanette grabs onto the passing tram, which yanks her off her feet. She felt she had her arms ripped off but she collects her composure as she stands up on the freighter. The oversized owl driving hasn't noticed her yet. As she looks ahead, there's an intersection coming, the paths splitting into other directions, Simon going straight ahead, but her tram isn't! She'll have to jump onto another one. She waits for another vehicle to pass her at just the right moment.
Jeanette jumps again…
She hits the side hard as she tries to board another freighter, hitting the ground and skidding to a halt. Jeanette winces and whines at the pain, banging her knees and elbows along with a newly formed bruise on the side of her head. The half weasel, half otter hybrid, wearing goggles on his head and hand guards along with his Buy N' Large uniform driving the freighter shouts curses at Jeanette but she doesn't care. Jeanette looks around, noting her glasses fell off and she retrieves them before traffic ran over them. She puts her glasses back and sees she is right in the middle of the intersection, not standing on any of the lines, safe for now.
The traffic is chaotic, all the vehicles passing and missing each other by inches as they change directions. Not remembering where Simon went, Jeanette begins to panic at being lost.
In the direction that seems to go up a slope, there is a sign reading AFT MAINTANENCE CORRIDOR-TO–AFT PASSENGER CORRIDOR, under it is a tram with a cryogenic pod in the distance.
"Simmons!" Relieved and drawn, Jeanette immediately runs through the passing intersection vehicles chasing after Simon, oblivious to hover trams almost running her over and the resulting pile up as they braked to stop.
Jeanette continued to run up the sloped passageway, not caring to realize the passageway she came from not too narrow to run through anymore.
Jeanette reaches another set of hover lines, but they seemed different now. Instead of white lighted paths, they're blue. Jeanette noticed a strange looking hover vehicle in front of her. The small craft seemed automated, guiding itself along the blue-lighted maglev lines on the floor. She runs up to see what it is.
The vehicle is a hover chair and sitting in it… a creature. It's a big creature, a really, BIG creature! Morbidly obese is actually a better word.
Wait a minute, Jeanette notices the tan skin, face, and features of a human body. The creature is actually a human!
This was certainly the fattest human Jeanette had ever seen. A male Buy N' Large passenger who looked like a giant human infant, weighing four hundred fifty to five hundred pounds, his skin bloated like a blob and soft to the touch like gelatin wearing a red jumpsuit bearing a Buy N' Large logo. His arms and legs short and stubby, like not meant for usage.
Is it physically possible for humans to be like that? Jeanette wondered as she looks at this strange new being.
Reclined in the chair, a holographic screen seemed presented right in front of his face with speakers mounted on his headrest, blocking his peripheral vision, completely lost in his own sensual world. He is talking to someone on the screen.
"Look man, I've been in my cabin all morning, so why don't we say we hover over to the driving range and hit a few virtual balls into space?" The Caucasian sounded bored out of his mind.
"Nah, we did that yesterday I don't wanna do that," the African-American man on the holographic-screen complained.
"Well then what DO you want to do?"
Lost looking at the man, Jeanette doesn't notice the exact man he's talking to right next to him.
"I dunno, somethin.'" Jeanette looks over her shoulder to finally see the second man, another Buy N' Large passenger just as fat and baby-looking like the other man, lost in his own world of the hover chair. Jeanette looks at them, the two humans having no idea they are within each other's presence.
"Huh," Jeanette slows down her pace as she reaches the entrance to the MAIN DECK. Jeanette merges in, and pauses in amazement.
The corridor bustled with human activity. There must be hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of other humans everywhere.
They are ALL fat in hover chairs with the same red jumpsuits and holographic-screens in their faces just the ones she saw a second ago. Blue lines crisscrossed one another on the floor, a maze of perplex directions of hover chairs. Jeanette's mind can't process all of them, moving in all directions and talking nonstop.
Jeanette carefully makes her way passing line after line of hover chairs toward another concourse, until getting into the same direction of the traffic flow. She realizes not one person noticed her yet. Who couldn't? She remembers she is the filthiest being on the Axiom, can't be hard to find walking dirt against a sterile environment, not to mention comparing her fur and bones appearance, she really stuck out like a sore thumb. Everyone remains oblivious to their surroundings, glued to their holographic screens, trapped in their own virtual realities. Each one of them had over-developed fingers tapping commands into their chair's armrest keypads. Jeanette sees one woman complaining she's hungry. Out of nowhere, a black furred stout dog with a white face, hands and belly in a hand knitted sweater and golden shoes ran to her, bringing an unbelievable large three-litter cup of a liquid food like substance, like a fast food kind. The server puts the cup in the passenger's open hand and she gulps it down. She didn't move a muscle, if she had any.
Jeanette looks around again, they all ordered food, played games, or chatted. Chatting, chatting, chatting, and more chatting! It's deafening and everywhere! People talking mindlessly to one another without moving, moving without any reason to, they all amazed and disgusted Jeanette somehow, how can people live like this? These people are the ultimate example of couch potatoes.
Jeanette passes through another tunnel: AFT PASSAGER CORRIDOR-TO-MAIN DECK. The lit end of the tunnel shines brightly as Jeanette sees clearly before her in complete awe, the MAIN DECK.
A feminine voice echoes throughout the vast open space.
"BUY N' LARGE, EVERYTHING YOU NEED TO BE HAPPY. YOUR DAY IS VERY IMPORTANT TO US!"
It's a city-sized ultra mall, a half metropolis/half consumer-goods shop inside a giant starship.
Living quarter rooms rose hundreds of floors up and elevated hover lines move in all directions like freeways. In the distance are shopping centers shaped like futuristic skyscrapers showing endless holographic Buy N' Large advertisements where the direction of the voice seemed to endlessly barrage people with its consumerism. Beyond that, was the sky? Impossible, she is in space. Jeanette noticed the image of a fake sun above her, projected on the inner dome of the Axiom's hull hundreds of meters high, high enough to call the sky. On the sun's face was a Buy N' Large logo, the time read 12:16 PM and the temperature 72˚ F. The Axiom feels A LOT bigger from the inside.
"Hey waiter!" Jeanette snaps back into reality when her senses register someone is addressing her.
A man to her left hovered up to her and tries to hand Jeanette his empty cup, still unaware that Jeanette isn't a waiter nor of any surroundings like everyone else.
"Here, take the cup."
Jeanette backs away a bit but the man asks again.
"I said take the cup," the man sounded like he is becoming slightly annoyed. He tries to reach out further to Jeanette, finally breaking his eyes from the holographic-screen in front of him.
"Uuh..." Jeanette tries to utter she isn't a server but the man presses on.
"Come on! Take the cup!-Whoa!" He reaches out too far and falls to the floor.
Now stuck on the floor, he flails his legs and arms like an upside down turtle, his limbs unable to move him. Jeanette grabs the drink out of the passenger's hand as ordered.
Red lines appeared under Jeanette's feet and immediately two SwatBots brush pass Jeanette, almost shoving her over to where the man fell.
The SwatBots redirects the flow of stopped traffic around the man.
The man looks up at the SwatBots helping the other oblivious humans but him. He tries to get the SwatBots attention.
"Uh, SwatBots, hello? A little help? Please?"
One SwatBot turns to the man on the floor, regarding him with an empathetic electronic voice.
"Please remain stationary, sir, service will be here to assist you shortly," the machine said in a practiced line.
"Uh, anybody? Help?" he tries to ask the crowd, all too busy ordering food, playing games or chatting. Jeanette feels a ping of guilt for the man, she could've taken the cup and he never would have forced himself to fall over. The two SwatBots, as broad and strapping as they were, aren't doing anything much other than making sure these people get to their destinations on time. He must feel embarrassed for causing the delays of the passengers, and no one else is even offering to listen to the poor helpless man on the floor, inconsiderately passing him by. To correct her actions, Jeanette takes the matter into her own hands.
Jeanette stuffs the jumbo size cup into her utility bag out of curiosity before she picks up the man by the back.
"Whoa! Wha-What's going on?" The man looks shocked.
Jeanette grunts as she strains against the man's weight. Lifted heavy cubes before and developing a practiced lift, but not of this man's mass, likely four hundred pounds. Jeanette manages to lift him high enough to drop him back onto his hover chair, the man groans as he lands on his belly.
"Are you alright, sir?" Jeanette asks the fat man.
The fat man looks surprised as he sees Jeanette before him.
"Uuuuh…yeah…thanks," was the reply. He had short blond hair, freckles, brown eyes and he clearly doesn't know how to respond to the dirty, thin chipette before him, like she's the strangest being he's ever seen.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Jeanette," she introduces herself, trying to shake her hand with him. It's pretty awkward with her mechanical hand against a bulbous palm of a hand.
"Uh, I'm Jon."
He seemed confused as if unable to get his bearings, must've been in a virtual stasis for a long time, isolated from the outside world like Simon.
Simon! It hits her like a ton of bricks. The awesome structure of the ship made Jeanette almost forget her search for him!
"Simmons?" Jeanette blurts out, frantically scanning all directions for him.
"Uh, no, it's Jon," the man corrected, believing she misunderstood.'
Jeanette spots an open maglev monorail in the center of the deck lobby. Not that it is the only noticeable structure other than the thousands of identically dressed people, but the familiar pod attached to a tram boarding the monorail with Naugus and his SwatBot escorts.
"Simmons!"
Jeanette sprints after the monorail, already forgetting Jon, leaving him even more confused.
"Uh…bye, Jeanette," Jon shyly waves farewell.
That was interesting, Jon wonders if he will see that strange chipette again.
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The monorail about to depart, Jeanette guns it with whatever strength she has into her legs to make it!
Jeanette successfully leaps on just as the last car pulls out, but ending up hitting her shin.
Jeanette now has more pain to wince at but she caught up with Simon. The monorail picks up speed as it cruises down the central parts of the city-ship.
As the tram made its way down, Jeanette takes another minute to be confound in wonderment at the scenery, a total blast in comparison to what she grew up with her whole life. She sees a day care center full of fat infants being taught Buy N' Large predesigned education and fed treats by an elderly gray squirrel in a nightgown, a green hat decorated with a drooping white gardenia rested on her head.
"'A' is for 'Axiom,' your home sweet home. 'B' is for 'Buy N' Large,' your very best friend," the squirrel spoke in a New York accent.
They pass a Buy N' Large food court, all of the people seemed to be preoccupied mostly by eating or drinking nonstop out of 'lunch-in-a-cup' as the ship's computer voice called it. She also notices everyone had those large sized lunch-in-a-cup at hand, most preoccupied with eating, guess that explains the obesity.
The tram passes a 'Feel Beautiful' beauty salon. Jeanette sees many female passengers entering to get their hair done, new makeup, their skin tuned and so on by anthropomorphic beauticians.
"It's the new you! You look stunning!" a tall dark blonde furred mixed breed female dog with blonde colored straight dog ears matching her tail and bright blue eyes monotonously replied to an oblivious portly brown haired woman, as if doing this for years. The brunette and other customers probably weren't paying attention to them, reminding Jeanette of the female characters in Hello Dollywho worked and focused a lot on their physical appearance in order to look attractive or stylish. Only difference here is they are just as glued to their holographic-screens as much as everyone else is. How paradox, they worry about prettier looks when they don't actually look at each other. Jeanette never understood any of it.
She doesn't understand anything here, not imagining this way of life.
Everything so bright and clean, the sterilized air far from the toxic but accustomed stench of garbage and rot she grew up, tingling tingle her tainted lungs to breathe in and out of this pollutant free environment. The whole ship full of humans and anthropomorphic beings felt alive, the sounds of music and cheerful voices she's never heard before, nothing like the cries and screams of workers dying or begging for mercy. No, here it boomed with peaceful life but alluring with pointless luxuries. So much so, the happy noises were deafening to her, her ears sensitive after spending decades in perpetual silence.
Nothing like Earth, this is actual civilization.
Jeanette's attention draws to the many jumpsuit fashion holographic-advertisements. The ship's voice comes on.
"ATTENTION AXIOM SHOPPERS, TRY BLUE, IT'S THE NEW RED."
"Oooo…" the passengers next to her actually noticed something out of their holographic screens. They pushed a command on their chair's keypad and all of their red colored jumpsuits turned blue. They go back to chatting, as if nothing happened.
"Whoa," Jeanette states in fascination, seeing how much technology changed these people, having to lift a finger to get what they want.
Turning her sight to the front end of the monorail, she saw Simon's tram. She makes her way over to him but another obese human blocked her way, a red haired woman busy chatting on her holographic screen. Jeanette tries to squeeze through to the other side, if she could just…
The woman's chair backs up, pinning her to the wall.
"Ah!" Jeanette flails her arms as she tries to slip out.
Her head sore and not enough room to go around the woman. She'll have to get her to move. The woman is too busy to care to notice who's around her.
"Date?" she scoffs.
"Don't get me started on the date. Every holographic-date I have been on has been a virtual disaster!"
"Excuse me ma'am?" Jeanette tries to get her attention, she's still oblivious.
"…If I could just meet one, one who wasn't so…superficial."
"Ma'am?" Jeanette taps on her headset, she still doesn't acknowledge her.
"I mean, there are no good men out there!"
"Ma'am?" Jeanette says loudly, tapped harder. She tries to pull off her headset.
"I know! I know because I scrolled through them all-" her headset shortens out as Jeanette accidentally breaks it off.
"What the—?" she gasps, her holographic screen flickers off and her jumpsuit color defaults to red. Jeanette backs away, as if she did something terribly wrong enough to feel her wrath.
She doesn't yell at Jeanette because she still doesn't notice her yet. She takes in the light, trying to focus on the far away structures of the MAIN DECK with her contracted eyes. When her vision clears, she is instantly hypnotized by looking at the passing cityscape of the Axiom, if seeing the outside world for the first time.
"Uuuh…Excuse me? Ma'am?" Jeanette whistles to get her attention.
"Huh?" Her eyes meet Jeanette's, just as confused as Jon, unsure of what to say at this weird chipette.
"Uuh…Can I move to the other side? Please?" Jeanette asks politely, pointing toward Simon.
The woman looks at her for a second, still fazed by how dirty she looked until she follows her finger to the other side of her chair, to the vacant spot next to a cylinder mounted on the tram. She slowly realized she was asking her to move forward a little.
"Oh! Oh, um, sure, go ahead!" The woman commands her seat to hover forward as Jeanette gets through.
"Thank you, miss…?"
"Mary," the woman introduces herself.
"Jeanette," she gestures to herself as she waves goodbye to Mary, making the last few steps to Simon's pod.
Jeanette sighs in relief now she is back with Simon after losing him and roaming the massive ship.
She climbs onto the back of the tram. Naugus shouldn't be able to see her as long as Jeanette doesn't have to run after them again. She clings onto the pod protectively, not wanting to go through so many distractions and misadventures again.