A/N: Thanks to everyone for their reviews! I really do appreciate it! Sorry that it took me too long to update. But, some crazy things have been happening to my computer. Then that stupid blaster bug attacked my computer and I nearly lost what I wrote. Remember to R&R!!! =^-^=

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It's like a bad movie,

She's looking through me,

If you me then you'd be,

Screamin' "Someone shoot me!"

As I fail miserably,

Tryin' to get the girl all the bad guys want.

She's the one all the bad guys want!

                                -Bowling For soup, Girl All the Bad Guys Want

Shortly after take off, Jim was put right to work with swabbing the deck. The cook, Mr. Wyatt, told him to mop it spotless and then he had to go do kitchen duty. Then, he could have his short but much needed break. Well, I'm having a blast. He thought to himself. Jim continued mopping until he stepped in something slimy. He looked down and growled in frustration. "Dang it, Dawson!" He unintentionally yelled out loud. He vehemently mopped up the trail of slime while mumbling something incoherent.

"Gotcha!" Tori yelled from below deck. Jim turned and saw her storming up the steps with a small bag with something wiggling inside. "I'll teach you to go through my personal things!" she yelled to whatever was in the bag.

"What's in the bag?" Jim asked.

Tori almost lost hold of the bag because the thing inside kept trying to fly out. "Wait just a second, Jim." She said. Then, she took the bag and knocked it against the floor hard causing the creature to be unconscious. She smiled defiantly at Jim and said, "I actually don't know what it is, but it has been eating our food and has been going through my…my…well he's a little nosey, okay?!"  She stomped over to the side of the ship gripping the bag hard. "I'll show you, you little pink blob!" When Jim heard that he quickly ran over to Tori before she threw the bag overboard and snatched the bag from her. "What do you think you're doing?"

Jim opened the bag and his pet floated out of the bag rubbing his head. "Morph!" he called excitedly. When Morph stopped being dizzy he glanced over and saw his friend standing there. He squeaked happily and nuzzled against Jim's cheek.

"You know this stowaway?" Tori asked.

"Yeah." He said, tickling Morph's belly. "He's my friend."

Tori arched and eyebrow and took out her pistol. "Can I shoot it?"

Jim's eyes went wide and he frowned. "No! You can't shoot him!"

"Well, why not?" she asked in a childish tone.

"Because, I told you, he's my friend and my pet."

She sighed. "Okay, I won't shoot it. But, only because that thing is so close to you."

Jim looked down at the still shaken blob. "Morph." Jim muttered.

Tori looked at him, confused. "What?"

"His name is Morph!" he yelled.

"You named it, too?" she chuckled.

He shook his head. "Not me. He used to belong to Silver but he gave him to me."

"Let me get this straight, Hawkins." She said crossing her arms. "That rogue gave you that blob for you to keep as a pet?"

Jim shrugged. "Well…yeah."

Tori chuckled again in her usual sarcastic way. "You're joking, right? I mean, Hawkins, you couldn't even keep your canary alive for more than a week."

Jim looked puzzled. "What canary?"

She held up her hand. "I rest my case."

Morph zipped up in front of Tori and turned into a miniature of her. He then made horns and tail pop out of her and he laughed an evil hysterical laugh. Tori growled at Morph and whipped out her pistol again and pointed it at him. Morph squealed in fear and flew behind Jim for protection. But, she still didn't lower her gun and it was pointing right at Jim.

"Tori!" he said in horror. "Put the gun away! Do you want to kill someone with that thing?"

She smirked. "Well, duh!" She twirled it around her fingers and placed it back on her belt.

"Hawkins!" came a gruff voice. They turned and saw Mr. Wyatt.

"I'm going to go grab me a snack." Tori whispered to Jim. "Have fun!" She turned and ran towards the galley.

"Thanks a lot." Muttered Jim.

"Jim!" the cook started. "I gave ya' a task to do! I didn't tell ya' to stop mopping and talk to your girlfriend."

Jim's mouth gaped open. "Oh no…no, sir! She's…she's not my girlfriend! She's my…friend-ish."

"I don't care if she's just your sister! I want this deck mopped spotless by the time I come back. Then, you're to get to work on the dishes! Understood?" he said.

Jim looked away and sighed. "Completely, Mr. Wyatt."

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Jim came down the stairs with Morph floating behind him and went into the galley to find Tori eating a purp and looking bored. She looked Jim over and smiled a fake sweet smile at him. His hair was messed up, the lids under his eyes were black, and he looked like the walking dead. He had been swabbing the deck for two hours and every time he was almost done, someone or something would make another mess. He knew that they were doing it on purpose just to mess with him. "Well, well, well," Tori smirked, "Look what the cat coughed up." She laughed and Jim gave her a cold stare. "I'm sorry, Jim. I just never thought that the boy who went to Treasure Planet, saved the entire crew, and got admitted into the academy would be swabbing and scrubbing the barnacles off a ship."

Jim took a long breath. "I know!" He put the mop and bucket aside and walked over and took a seat next to Tori. "You'd think that I would be a captain, first mate, lieutenant…or…or something!" he continued.

"Hawkins," Tori said before taking another bite, "when you're a spacer you have to start off small and work your way up. You have to learn to walk before you can run." She knew that Jim was not just tired but hungry too. She reached over to a purp barrel behind her and tossed one to Jim which he almost dropped.

 Jim smiled "Thanks." Tori just shrugged. Jim knew that beneath all the bad girl exterior was a fragile caring girl who was just begging to come out. But she would never dare allow it to. "I just don't understand how that Josh McCoy could become first mate! I'm the one who graduated at the top of my class! Not him!"

Tori rolled her eyes. "I don't think anyone knows how he got this far so fast. He's such a jerk!" Jim nodded in agreement. "I hear that he flirts and hits on women constantly. If he tries anything on me…" She threw what was left of her up into the air and whipped out her pistol and shot the fruit causing it to blow up in midair. Jim and Morph's mouths fell open in amazement.

Morph went zipping around the galley to check everything out. When he came face to face with Tori he growled and flew the opposite direction and perched himself on Jim's shoulder.

"What's its..." Jim gave her a look. She sighed. "Okay! What's Morph's problem?"

Jim pretended to be thinking really hard. "Umm…Do you think that maybe it has something to do with the whole knocking unconscious and threatening to shoot it thing?"

She crossed her arms and looked away. "Stowaways are to be punished no matter who or what they are. It's part of the spacer's code of honor. It's a rule."

Jim looked at her, surprised. "Since when do you follow the rules?"

She was still looking away. "I haven't changed, Hawkins, if that's what you think."

Just then, they heard footsteps rushing down the stairs. Josh showed up at the entrance with alarm. "What in blue blazes is going on here?!"

Tori, Jim, and Morph looked at each other for an answer. McCoy looked around the room and saw pieces of smoking purp laying about. "What happened?" he asked. The question was more directed towards Jim than Tori. Jim hesitated. He didn't know if he should tell the first mate that it was Tori's fault or not. She was his friend after all.

Before Jim could come up with something Tori jumped in. He noticed that she had her gun hidden behind her back. "Mr. McCoy," she started, "have you ever heard of spontaneous combustion?" Jim put his face in his hands.

Josh cleared his throat and a cocky grin spread across his face. "So…" he looked her up and down, "you're Tori Majors." She raised an eyebrow and backed up a bit. Jim began to feel nervous when he remembered she had her gun hidden behind her. He swallowed hard when he saw her cock the gun and place her finger on the trigger. This was one girl that was not to be messed with. Josh walked up closer to her. "I'm first mate McCoy. But, you can call me Joshy. All the ladies do."

Jim glanced over at morph. "Joshy?" he mouthed. Jim knew that this was going to be pretty amusing.

Josh held out his hand and Tori reluctantly shook it. "Tori Majors. But, you should call me Ms. Majors, Mr. McCoy."

He chuckled nervously. "May I call you Victoria?"

She smiled and laughed and he laughed with her. Then, she stopped and frowned at him. "No. Just Ms. Majors. Call me Victoria and you die a long and painful death." She held her gun up and pointed it between his eyes. Jim nearly fell out of his seat. She wouldn't really shoot him. Would she?

Josh laughed nervously again. "Right. Well, I'll be seeing you two later. Goodnight." He gave one last scared and timid smile to Tori and left.

Tori lowered her gun and looked over her shoulder at Jim and beamed in triumph. Jim shook his head. "You know, Tori, he could have you thrown into prison for threatening an officer."

"He has too much pride to tell the police that he allowed himself to be threatened by a female gunner." She looked down at her gun and opened it up where the bullets were supposed to be and there weren't any. She reached into her pocket and pulled out about five bullets. She showed the gun and bullets to Jim.  "Especially when she's completely unarmed."

Jim looked at her, bewildered. He then smiled at her. "You can't be real."

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A/N: I'm sorry if I'm making Tori too mean. She's got some issues that will be discussed later. And I promise plenty of action as the story unfolds Please R&R! Love ya'll!