As soon as morning came, the rooster crowed. This woke up Clarice who decided to wake up the rest of the crew. She was overly excited about going on an expedition to the loot of a thousand worlds..Treasure Planet. This was far more exciting then any old dumb adventure. This was the expedition to blow off other expeditions!
Silver had told everyone to go on their own time, so they wouldn't be going on the ship all at the same time. He smoked his little pipe as he walked over to Clarice saying, "And you, miss, will be coming with me."
Soon, Silver and Clarice walked together on the ship. Soon, a rock man came in front of the two.
"Names please."
"John Silver."
"Clarice...er....S-S-Silver."
Silver then chuckled and thought to himself, "She's never addressed herself with my last name."
Mr. Arrow looked down at the two. "All right mister Silver. You're the ship's cook, so down to the kitchen you go. As for you Clarice, you can start my mopping up the deck so the captain will have a clean inspection."
"You aren't the captain?"
"From now on...Clarice..you will address me as Mr. Arrow or sir, is that understood?"
"Yes sir."
"And no, I am not the captain. She hasn't--"
"She, sir?"
"YES! She...Captain Amelia is her name. The finest captain this port has ever seen."
"She sounds nice, sir."
"You'll address her as Captain, Captain Amelia, or Ma'am."
"Yes, sir!"
"Anyway, Clarice, she isn't here yet."
"So let me get to mopping sir, and I'll show her how this ship will be the cleanest damn ship she's ever seen!"
"Don't use swear words."
"Yes sir."
"Go mop, young lady."
"Better done, than said, Mr. Arrow!" Clarice then saluted and walked off, but then turned around. "Where are the mop and bucket, sir?"
Mr. Arrow sighed and said, "Check in the galleys."
As soon as she got the mop and bucket, she saw a feline alien walk up to the ship. She set her hat aside and eyed the rock man. "Mr. Arrow, it's wonderful to see you again. How are the grandchildren?"
"Fine, just fine captain."
Clarice rose an eyebrow, "THAT'S the captain?" she thought to her self.
Amelia noticed her watching her and asked, "Mr. Arrow, who is that young woman over there spying on our conversation?"
"That would be Clarice Silver, captain."
She then started walking over to Clarice and smiled. "Well, hello there. I'm Captain Amelia, and you've met my first mate. I see you're mopping here. Jolly good."
Clarice looked down at Amelia's legs.
"How did you fit in those boots?"
"Ahem"
"Oh, da--dangit. Mr. Arrow told me to call you ma'am..or Captain..or Captain Amelia. Amelia is a pretty name by the way."
"Thank you."
"Well, how did you fit in those boots, ma'am?"
"None of your business."
"I see, well, I...I better get to cleaning again--"
Amelia eyed her.
"Ma'am!"
"That'll do." she then walked away.
Clarice slapped her good hand to her forehead. "Nice way to start out, you stupid head." she said to herself.
Just then she saw a young man walk on deck. She looked at him closely.
"That looks like the boy.....that was..no. It couldn't be. Too much coincidence." She then started mopping again.
About a half hour later though, she saw the young man coming back from the kitchen. "I see he met Silver." During that time she was done with half the deck. And it was almost time for the launch. This time the young man walked across from her and looked at her. She stared into his blue eyes. She felt lost in those eyes, and almost forgot she was staring for a second. She then shook her head and said, "No, um, dude. No why did I do that?!" She then heard the launch was happening, so she hurried down to the kitchen where Silver was. Silver smiled and hugged her. "Good thing you came down lass! I need you to look out for a certain someone."
"Who?"
"His name is Jim Hawkins."
"Oh really?"
"He knows a bit too much about us. So you and Morphie will keep an eye out on him."
Just then Morph turned into a large eye.
She chuckled and said, "Mind if I talk with this..Jim Hawkins?"
"Be my guest!"
Clarice walked back up deck looking for the boy with blue eyes that Silver called "Jim Hawkins". When she finally saw him climbing the ropes, she said, "Hey! Um..JIM!"
Jim turned around. "What?"
"Can I talk with you for a second?"
"Um, I guess."
"Listen, looks like we'll be doing chores together. Is that all right?"
Jim shrugged. "I guess."
Just then the launch happened and they both fell. But then they were rose back up by no gravity. Clarice smiled a bit and said, "Well, that was strange."
Jim then eyed Clarice's arm, not the good arm, but the robotic one.
"No," he thought to himself. "this can't be the cyborg that the old man was warning me about...could it be? Nah, I saw a shadow of the man, she is skinnier than the one at the Benbow Inn."
Clarice noticed him staring at her arm and said, "Ya, this hunk of metal. I know, it's strange. I take it you saw the cyborg downstairs in the kitchen?"
"Ya, he seems..pretty nice."
"He's like a father to me, ever since..my parents...well..let's not get too personal okay?"
Jim looked at her and said, "Ya, sure. Don't you think you're obsession with Silver went a bit too far?"
Clarice turned around, not wanting to think of what he said.
"Excuse me?"
"Well, he has a cyborg arm too. Don't you think getting one too is going a bit too far?"
This confused Clarice. "Isn't this the boy who saw that incident with Hans, Silver, and I?" she thought to herself.
"You should know better than to be saying that kind of stuff to complete strangers. You'll never know who you'll be messing with on ship."
Jim laughed, "Suuure."
She then grabbed him by the shirt with her robotic arm and lifted him up.
"Think twice, bub."
"What's going on here!?" said a familiar rocky voice.
Clarice then lowered Jim.
"I will not tolerate FIGHTS on this ship Clarice. Do you understand?"
She looked down, "Yes sir."
Mr. Arrow said, "Very good then." as he walked away.
Clarice went to turn around, but noticed Jim wasn't there anymore, he was hanging around the roped rails.
She then saw Silver come up to her and say, "You done mopping? Cause I left a mess in the kitchen that needs cleaning up." She said, "But shouldn't I do it?"
"Nah, let Jim take care of it."
She then laughed without saying a word, and walked down the stairs to the kitchen.
Silver had told everyone to go on their own time, so they wouldn't be going on the ship all at the same time. He smoked his little pipe as he walked over to Clarice saying, "And you, miss, will be coming with me."
Soon, Silver and Clarice walked together on the ship. Soon, a rock man came in front of the two.
"Names please."
"John Silver."
"Clarice...er....S-S-Silver."
Silver then chuckled and thought to himself, "She's never addressed herself with my last name."
Mr. Arrow looked down at the two. "All right mister Silver. You're the ship's cook, so down to the kitchen you go. As for you Clarice, you can start my mopping up the deck so the captain will have a clean inspection."
"You aren't the captain?"
"From now on...Clarice..you will address me as Mr. Arrow or sir, is that understood?"
"Yes sir."
"And no, I am not the captain. She hasn't--"
"She, sir?"
"YES! She...Captain Amelia is her name. The finest captain this port has ever seen."
"She sounds nice, sir."
"You'll address her as Captain, Captain Amelia, or Ma'am."
"Yes, sir!"
"Anyway, Clarice, she isn't here yet."
"So let me get to mopping sir, and I'll show her how this ship will be the cleanest damn ship she's ever seen!"
"Don't use swear words."
"Yes sir."
"Go mop, young lady."
"Better done, than said, Mr. Arrow!" Clarice then saluted and walked off, but then turned around. "Where are the mop and bucket, sir?"
Mr. Arrow sighed and said, "Check in the galleys."
As soon as she got the mop and bucket, she saw a feline alien walk up to the ship. She set her hat aside and eyed the rock man. "Mr. Arrow, it's wonderful to see you again. How are the grandchildren?"
"Fine, just fine captain."
Clarice rose an eyebrow, "THAT'S the captain?" she thought to her self.
Amelia noticed her watching her and asked, "Mr. Arrow, who is that young woman over there spying on our conversation?"
"That would be Clarice Silver, captain."
She then started walking over to Clarice and smiled. "Well, hello there. I'm Captain Amelia, and you've met my first mate. I see you're mopping here. Jolly good."
Clarice looked down at Amelia's legs.
"How did you fit in those boots?"
"Ahem"
"Oh, da--dangit. Mr. Arrow told me to call you ma'am..or Captain..or Captain Amelia. Amelia is a pretty name by the way."
"Thank you."
"Well, how did you fit in those boots, ma'am?"
"None of your business."
"I see, well, I...I better get to cleaning again--"
Amelia eyed her.
"Ma'am!"
"That'll do." she then walked away.
Clarice slapped her good hand to her forehead. "Nice way to start out, you stupid head." she said to herself.
Just then she saw a young man walk on deck. She looked at him closely.
"That looks like the boy.....that was..no. It couldn't be. Too much coincidence." She then started mopping again.
About a half hour later though, she saw the young man coming back from the kitchen. "I see he met Silver." During that time she was done with half the deck. And it was almost time for the launch. This time the young man walked across from her and looked at her. She stared into his blue eyes. She felt lost in those eyes, and almost forgot she was staring for a second. She then shook her head and said, "No, um, dude. No why did I do that?!" She then heard the launch was happening, so she hurried down to the kitchen where Silver was. Silver smiled and hugged her. "Good thing you came down lass! I need you to look out for a certain someone."
"Who?"
"His name is Jim Hawkins."
"Oh really?"
"He knows a bit too much about us. So you and Morphie will keep an eye out on him."
Just then Morph turned into a large eye.
She chuckled and said, "Mind if I talk with this..Jim Hawkins?"
"Be my guest!"
Clarice walked back up deck looking for the boy with blue eyes that Silver called "Jim Hawkins". When she finally saw him climbing the ropes, she said, "Hey! Um..JIM!"
Jim turned around. "What?"
"Can I talk with you for a second?"
"Um, I guess."
"Listen, looks like we'll be doing chores together. Is that all right?"
Jim shrugged. "I guess."
Just then the launch happened and they both fell. But then they were rose back up by no gravity. Clarice smiled a bit and said, "Well, that was strange."
Jim then eyed Clarice's arm, not the good arm, but the robotic one.
"No," he thought to himself. "this can't be the cyborg that the old man was warning me about...could it be? Nah, I saw a shadow of the man, she is skinnier than the one at the Benbow Inn."
Clarice noticed him staring at her arm and said, "Ya, this hunk of metal. I know, it's strange. I take it you saw the cyborg downstairs in the kitchen?"
"Ya, he seems..pretty nice."
"He's like a father to me, ever since..my parents...well..let's not get too personal okay?"
Jim looked at her and said, "Ya, sure. Don't you think you're obsession with Silver went a bit too far?"
Clarice turned around, not wanting to think of what he said.
"Excuse me?"
"Well, he has a cyborg arm too. Don't you think getting one too is going a bit too far?"
This confused Clarice. "Isn't this the boy who saw that incident with Hans, Silver, and I?" she thought to herself.
"You should know better than to be saying that kind of stuff to complete strangers. You'll never know who you'll be messing with on ship."
Jim laughed, "Suuure."
She then grabbed him by the shirt with her robotic arm and lifted him up.
"Think twice, bub."
"What's going on here!?" said a familiar rocky voice.
Clarice then lowered Jim.
"I will not tolerate FIGHTS on this ship Clarice. Do you understand?"
She looked down, "Yes sir."
Mr. Arrow said, "Very good then." as he walked away.
Clarice went to turn around, but noticed Jim wasn't there anymore, he was hanging around the roped rails.
She then saw Silver come up to her and say, "You done mopping? Cause I left a mess in the kitchen that needs cleaning up." She said, "But shouldn't I do it?"
"Nah, let Jim take care of it."
She then laughed without saying a word, and walked down the stairs to the kitchen.