Sorry pals it took me so long for the update... but things have been
busy... Thanx for your reviews... and I tell ya, the story just begins!!!
Hope you´ll enjoy the next chapter... don´t hesitate to r & r *g*
Scaramouche... you know... YOU´RE THE BEST!!!!! _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
"Welcome, welcome! " They were greeted by a more than weird looking restaurant owner. The man had violet eyes and an unnatural yellow-glow to his skin. He was fat. His belly jumped up and down in front of him and made his head look too small.
As the guy, Leo was his name, showed the crew of the Andromeda their table, Harper couldn't resist announcing his thoughts. He said that this unknown species looked like they would like to eat machine grease. While Trance started to giggle uncontrollably, Dylan's face turned for a short moment into bright white and then into a deep red. Beka meanwhile was able to stay serious. The Nietzschean, walking right behind Harper giving him a glance that would have killed Harper instantly if looks could kill.
Leo, their waiter however acted as if he never heard anything. With a charming smile, that showed the crew his brown teeth, he gave everyone their menus and told them the special offers. After everyone had made their decision, Leo vanished, but not before casting Harper a frown.
The rest of the evening went by without any embarrassing occurrences. The food tasted great and Dylan didn't forget to mention it about ten times to Mr. Leo.
By the time they left it was already dark outside. Trance stared out at the dark blue ocean, totally lost in her own thoughts.
"Wonderful, isn't it?" she asked.
Tyr didn't turn to spare a glance and growled quietly:"If you don't mind, I prefer to go back to the ship."
Dylan stepped beside Trance, staring for a moment at the dark waves. "Trance, please, only for a few minutes. We really should head back to the Andromeda."
Trance nodded gratefully and happy. "Thanks."
Dylan recognized her nod and left without another word.
Harper decided that this was the moment he had waited for. As Beka started to walk up to Trance, he cleared his throat, giving Beka a Boss-get-the- hell-outa-here-look and made a small gesture towards the pocket of his pants. Beka understood immediately. Without a word she started after Dylan. Now only Trance and he were left. He stood right behind her, not able to find the right words to give her the necklace.
Again he cleared his throat. Trance turned surprised.
"Ohhh, I didn't know you were still here." She said a little embarrassed.
"Well, I didn't know either." ~Ouch! ~
She smiled at his words and asked kindly: "Something up? I mean, usually you have no problems to talk."
~Okay, Harper, stay cool. you know. it isn't a date or anything. She's your best friend, your best, best friend and you want to give her a gift. She isn't going to bite off your head, or start laughing at you. she'll be happy. so what's the matter anyway~ he tried to encourage himself, but must have stared at her a long time, because she asked for a second time: "Harper! What is it? Do I have something on my face?! "
"Uhmm. ehhh. yes. uhhh. I mean no. crap. well it's just that." he started.
~Great way to handle this! She doesn't think that you're an idiot, noooo~ a sarcastic voice in his ear stated.
"Okay, you remember our last supply-run, Trance? When those stupid Security- guys were after us?"
She nodded and added matter of factly. "Yes, I also can remember WHY they were after us." ~Double-ouch! ~ His self-confidence screamed.
"Well, then you remember the necklace you saw there? "He asked quietly.
"Yes, I do!" he could see her eyes loosing some of that always present sparkle. She hadn't forgotten yet.
"You see. I thought. well. it happened that." he stopped abruptly, confused, and stared at the ocean in front of him. "What the hell."
Trance could see how his attention was drawn out to the water, making her turn as well. "Oh my gosh." she whispered in shock as she saw what happened out there.
Than both screamed at the same time as loud as possible: "DYLAN!"
Beka and Dylan stopped dead at the scream. They were about to return to the Eureka Maru together, but now they started to run back to where they had left their crewmembers. ~What had Harper had done now?!~
Harper and Trance stared with big eyes out at the ocean. She could feel his body near beside her, but didn't dare to take her gaze off the seething mass that was on its way to the shore. She felt the dark aura of it. Still Harper didn't move, he seemed frozen to the spot. She could hear him swallow hard and than telling her in a barley audible whisper: "Trance. please tell me I'm wrong, but is there a giant bubble with I don't know what kind of bad aliens coming this way?"
She nodded and took a step backwards.
He must have seen her acknowledge, because she could hear him say,"I think if we don't want to end up as alien food we should start to run for our lives right about now."
With these words he grabbed her hand and started running. But they didn't make it far. After a few steps a fat, yellow, glowing alien stopped them.
"Why are you screaming like that?" Mr. Leo asked.
"Monsters..." Harper shouted and showed behind his back.
Mr. Leo took a long glance in the direction Harper was showing then he started to laugh loudly. Trance and Harper retreated backwards, watching the alien confused. He was almost shaking with laughter now. His big paunch jumping up and down, like almost everything of his body. Tears of joy running down his cheeks. He hadn't stopped laughing, even as Dylan and Beka arrived.
"What is going on here?" Dylan demanded to know.
Harper shrugged and could see that Trance moved with a flowing motion behind him, almost as if seeking shelter from Dylan's gaze. Beka didn't know how to handle the situation. On one side there was Harper and Trance, their expression clearly showing confusion and dread. On the other side the big, yellow fat-o (that's how Beka had named the alien silently) that seemed to enjoy this situation and was about to laugh himself dead.
"Harper!" she was interrupted in her train of thought of Dylan's sharp and impatient voice. But before Harper could as much as start to defend himself, they heard the noise.
Hope you´ll enjoy the next chapter... don´t hesitate to r & r *g*
Scaramouche... you know... YOU´RE THE BEST!!!!! _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*
"Welcome, welcome! " They were greeted by a more than weird looking restaurant owner. The man had violet eyes and an unnatural yellow-glow to his skin. He was fat. His belly jumped up and down in front of him and made his head look too small.
As the guy, Leo was his name, showed the crew of the Andromeda their table, Harper couldn't resist announcing his thoughts. He said that this unknown species looked like they would like to eat machine grease. While Trance started to giggle uncontrollably, Dylan's face turned for a short moment into bright white and then into a deep red. Beka meanwhile was able to stay serious. The Nietzschean, walking right behind Harper giving him a glance that would have killed Harper instantly if looks could kill.
Leo, their waiter however acted as if he never heard anything. With a charming smile, that showed the crew his brown teeth, he gave everyone their menus and told them the special offers. After everyone had made their decision, Leo vanished, but not before casting Harper a frown.
The rest of the evening went by without any embarrassing occurrences. The food tasted great and Dylan didn't forget to mention it about ten times to Mr. Leo.
By the time they left it was already dark outside. Trance stared out at the dark blue ocean, totally lost in her own thoughts.
"Wonderful, isn't it?" she asked.
Tyr didn't turn to spare a glance and growled quietly:"If you don't mind, I prefer to go back to the ship."
Dylan stepped beside Trance, staring for a moment at the dark waves. "Trance, please, only for a few minutes. We really should head back to the Andromeda."
Trance nodded gratefully and happy. "Thanks."
Dylan recognized her nod and left without another word.
Harper decided that this was the moment he had waited for. As Beka started to walk up to Trance, he cleared his throat, giving Beka a Boss-get-the- hell-outa-here-look and made a small gesture towards the pocket of his pants. Beka understood immediately. Without a word she started after Dylan. Now only Trance and he were left. He stood right behind her, not able to find the right words to give her the necklace.
Again he cleared his throat. Trance turned surprised.
"Ohhh, I didn't know you were still here." She said a little embarrassed.
"Well, I didn't know either." ~Ouch! ~
She smiled at his words and asked kindly: "Something up? I mean, usually you have no problems to talk."
~Okay, Harper, stay cool. you know. it isn't a date or anything. She's your best friend, your best, best friend and you want to give her a gift. She isn't going to bite off your head, or start laughing at you. she'll be happy. so what's the matter anyway~ he tried to encourage himself, but must have stared at her a long time, because she asked for a second time: "Harper! What is it? Do I have something on my face?! "
"Uhmm. ehhh. yes. uhhh. I mean no. crap. well it's just that." he started.
~Great way to handle this! She doesn't think that you're an idiot, noooo~ a sarcastic voice in his ear stated.
"Okay, you remember our last supply-run, Trance? When those stupid Security- guys were after us?"
She nodded and added matter of factly. "Yes, I also can remember WHY they were after us." ~Double-ouch! ~ His self-confidence screamed.
"Well, then you remember the necklace you saw there? "He asked quietly.
"Yes, I do!" he could see her eyes loosing some of that always present sparkle. She hadn't forgotten yet.
"You see. I thought. well. it happened that." he stopped abruptly, confused, and stared at the ocean in front of him. "What the hell."
Trance could see how his attention was drawn out to the water, making her turn as well. "Oh my gosh." she whispered in shock as she saw what happened out there.
Than both screamed at the same time as loud as possible: "DYLAN!"
Beka and Dylan stopped dead at the scream. They were about to return to the Eureka Maru together, but now they started to run back to where they had left their crewmembers. ~What had Harper had done now?!~
Harper and Trance stared with big eyes out at the ocean. She could feel his body near beside her, but didn't dare to take her gaze off the seething mass that was on its way to the shore. She felt the dark aura of it. Still Harper didn't move, he seemed frozen to the spot. She could hear him swallow hard and than telling her in a barley audible whisper: "Trance. please tell me I'm wrong, but is there a giant bubble with I don't know what kind of bad aliens coming this way?"
She nodded and took a step backwards.
He must have seen her acknowledge, because she could hear him say,"I think if we don't want to end up as alien food we should start to run for our lives right about now."
With these words he grabbed her hand and started running. But they didn't make it far. After a few steps a fat, yellow, glowing alien stopped them.
"Why are you screaming like that?" Mr. Leo asked.
"Monsters..." Harper shouted and showed behind his back.
Mr. Leo took a long glance in the direction Harper was showing then he started to laugh loudly. Trance and Harper retreated backwards, watching the alien confused. He was almost shaking with laughter now. His big paunch jumping up and down, like almost everything of his body. Tears of joy running down his cheeks. He hadn't stopped laughing, even as Dylan and Beka arrived.
"What is going on here?" Dylan demanded to know.
Harper shrugged and could see that Trance moved with a flowing motion behind him, almost as if seeking shelter from Dylan's gaze. Beka didn't know how to handle the situation. On one side there was Harper and Trance, their expression clearly showing confusion and dread. On the other side the big, yellow fat-o (that's how Beka had named the alien silently) that seemed to enjoy this situation and was about to laugh himself dead.
"Harper!" she was interrupted in her train of thought of Dylan's sharp and impatient voice. But before Harper could as much as start to defend himself, they heard the noise.