A/N: I don't know if this has been done before. I came up with this idea on my own and if it resembles any other work then I truly apologize. I rated this PG for mild violence and mild crude humor. Let me first say that I love Treasure Planet! So, why not write a fan fic about it? Right? Well, let's get the ball rolling!
Chapter 1: Just another Ordinary Day
The sun had just risen over the vast mining planet of Montressor but could barley be seen behind the huge dark storm clouds hovering overhead. It was seven in the morning and a young teenage girl around the age of seventeen lay perfectly still in slumber under her cool sheets. She had brown hair with a hint of red, big blue eyes, and tan skin. The sun rose even more and the light streaked through one of the clouds and pierced through her bedroom window and straight into her sleeping face. She squinted her eyes shut and grabbed her pillow, placing it over her head. Then, something big ran and plummeted down onto her mattress causing her to wake up, startled, and plummeted her to the floor with a sickening thud. She groaned as she heard the familiar voice speak to her.
"C'mon, Chris!" called the small boy who was jumping excitedly on her bed. "We have to be at the Benbow Inn in about half an hour! And I know how long it takes you in the bathroom!"
Christine Rogers looked up dazedly at her alarm clock and groaned, burying her face in her pillow that she pulled down with her when she fell. "It's too early, Sam. I don't go to work at the old Benbow until eight thirty."
"I know! But, today is a big day!" he said as he finally ceased his jumping.
"What is so wonderful about today?" she asked, her voice still being muffled from the pillow.
"You don't remember? Today is when Jim comes home. And we have to see him. He won't stick around forever you know." He said, placing his small hands on his thin waist. The boy was about eight years old and had crimson hair with sparkling green eyes, and an occasional bossy attitude that come from most little brothers.
At the sound of hearing Jim Hawkins's name she perked up. She hadn't seen him in about four months and wondered what he looked like now. Boy, did she ever wonder what he looked like. After moving to Montressor with her brother, Sam, she quickly got a job at the Benbow Inn. There she met many odd people. Ones in particular was Jim's constantly worrying mother Sarah Hawkins, the crazy but comical android named B.E.N., a playful pink blob named Morph, a nerdy but charming fellow known as Doctor Delbert Doppler, the no non-sense Captain Amelia Doppler, and the Doppler children. But, one person whom she really became close to was Jim Hawkins himself. A student at the Interstellar Academy and, as Captain Amelia would often reply 'A future top notch high ranking officer.' Was she deeply in love with him? No. Did she ever flirt with him? No. Has she ever made a complete fool of herself while trying to make simple conversation with him or trip and fall down right at his feet? Yes. Okay, she had to admit he was pretty nice looking (Fan girls: You got that right!). But, she could never love him. They were just close friends. And that was just how it was going to be.
"Hurry up, Christine! I want to be there when he arrives!" Sam said with frustration.
"Okay, okay! Just go wait downstairs until I get dressed." She picked herself off the floor as her brother hopped out of the room. Christine, or Chris by some, sighed as she walked to her closet and opened it to see her same old dresses. She pushed one aside after the other. If it looked really nice then it would have a moth hole somewhere. If it was in perfectly good shape, it would be too small. "Note to self: Buy new clothes." She muttered to herself. Finally, she came to a baby blue dress that actually looked acceptable. She quickly slipped it on and modeled herself in front of the mirror. The sleeves came down to her elbows, and the skirt came just a bit off the ground. She smiled but that soon changed when she saw her hair. She ran into the bathroom and vehemently brushed the tangles out, washed her face, and brushed her teeth. Finally, she ran down stairs to see her little brother waiting impatiently with crossed arms and tapping his foot.
"It's seven fifteen. We've got only fifteen more minutes left until Jim is supposed to arrive." He said, pointing at the clock.
"Alright. Let's be off then." She reached for both their black cloaks hanging on the coat hanger and slipped them on as they walked out the door and out into the cold, damp air.
The walk to the Benbow took about ten minutes. When they walked in, they discovered that Jim hadn't arrived yet, the customers were jabbering on and poor tired Mrs. Hawkins was carrying two platters of hot food on each shoulder. Chris took off her cloak and walked over to Sarah to give her a much needed hand.
Sarah sighed in relief. "Thanks, Christine. I didn't think that it would get so packed this early. I hope I have enough time to stop and visit with Jim when he gets here. Wait. What are you doing here so early?" Sarah gave her a suspicious grin.
"Sam and I came early so that we could greet Jim when he arrives. That way I'd be able to talk to him before I get to work." Chris stopped a second and looked around the inn.
"Is something wrong?"
"Oh no. It's just that I lost Sam. Sammy, where are you?"
"I'm right here!" came Sam's voice above all the commotion.
Christine looked over to see her brother sitting on top of the shoulders of a certain blue-eyed android.
"Hi ya', Christy!" called B.E.N. waving his metal arm in the air. "It's nice to see you again, Christy!"
Christy. Did he have to call her that? "Hey, B.E.N.!" she managed to say cheerfully while gritting her teeth.
"I can't wait till Jimmy comes home for vacation! I'm so excited! Are you excited?! I'm excited! Is everyone---?!"
Christine had to cut him off. "So, where's The Doppler family, Mrs. Hawkins?"
"Oh, well they were really busy so they will be here tomorrow." She responded, trying to clear a messy table. Due to her habit of working at the inn, Chris began helping with picking up the dirty plates and putting them into a stack. Sarah chuckled and shook her head. "You know I can't afford to pay you overtime."
Christine laughed. "No, Mrs. Hawkins. Just thought you could use a little extra help."
Sammy sat peering out the window and then turned around. "I see…"
"Jim?" asked Christine eagerly.
"No. A big thunderstorm's coming. It's already starting to rain pretty hard."
Mrs. Hawkins peered over his shoulder. "Looks like we're in for some nasty weather tonight."
"Oh." Dang it. The tension was killing her. Wasn't Jim supposed to be here by now? She had been waiting four months for him to return for another vacation from the academy. And now she had to wait for god knows how much longer! Suddenly, a small version of herself floated in front of her smiling and cleaning up a miniature table. "Morph, you little…" she said playfully. The blob returned to its original form and giggled as Chris grabbed him and tickled him on his belly.
Just then, the door to the inn swung open and a gust of cool refreshing air swooped in. In stepped a slightly wet teenage boy with a sheepish smile on his face. Christine looked up into the bright blue eyes of the now eighteen year old Jim Hawkins. He had his brown hair cut just above the ears and was wearing his white academy uniform and black boots. Besides the fact that he was soaked from head to toe, he looked really handsome.
"Sorry about my appearance, folks." He laughed, noticing their confused expressions. "It really started coming down when I got off the ferry."
"Oh, Jimmy! You're home!" B.E.N. announced, running towards the young man and embracing him in a very uncomfortable way. Finally, B.E.N. released him and stepped back to give him room to move and breathe.
"Hey, B.E.N." he gave a fake smile. Then, Morph popped up in front of him and rubbed up against Jim's cheek with a happy chirp. "Hey, you little squidge." Morph turned into a miniature Jim and repeated squidge over and over again.
This whole time, Christine was wringing her hands together as she watched Mrs. Hawkins hug her son and he affectionately embraced her back before she went to go wait on the customers. "He's so down to earth." She thought. He never made fun of her like guys from her school did. But he did give her a hard time occasionally just to annoy her but she knew it was all in good fun. She remembered seeing him for the first time. He had just got back from his adventure on Treasure Planet and was recommended to the academy by Captain Amelia. His bangs hung down in his face which made him look so cute, he had a small pony tail, a golden hoop ear ring, and his clothes were about three sizes too big. Yeah, he looked nice back then. But now he looked gorgeous. Not that she had a crush on him or anything. He was just a friend who just happened to be a highly attractive boy. She shook off the thought and looked herself over and made sure nothing was out of place. She then heard soft foot steps approach her and she looked up into Jim's face and smiled. She always made an idiot of herself when she was around boys. Especially this one. But, this time that wasn't going to happen. No siree bob!
He smiled that sweet smile that always made her fluster. "Hey, Christine. You look great. How's your brother?"
Don't say anything stupid! Don't say anything stupid! Don't say anything stupid! She repeated it over and over again loudly in her head. "He's fine. Just fine." Okay, good so far. "You must be exhausted. So, why don't you take off your shirt…shoes! Shoes! Uh…yeah. Shoes." Way to go stupid! She knew that her entire face was bright red at this moment and it probably wouldn't go away for at least ten minutes. She thought he was going to say something about her slip-up but thank god he didn't.
"Where is your brother?" he asked looking around the inn.
"Well, you know Sam." said Christine. "He always goes and hides and waits for you to go find him when you come back."
Jim noticed Christine pointing over to a table with small feet poking out from under the table cloth. He rolled his eyes and casually walked over to the table and rested his hands on the top. "Hmm…Now where could that boy have gotten to?" he asked pretending to be clueless. He slowly moved his foot under the table and tapped Sam. "Now, what in blazes is that?" He looked under the table to see Sam smiling and glaring back at him.
"You cheated!" he declared.
"No. You're just not a very good hider." Jim said. Sam stuck out his tongue and Jim playfully messed up the child's hair. "Where's Doc and the kids?" he asked Chris who was now fading into a light pink.
"Oh, Mrs. Hawkins said that they were juggling a lot of tasks and won't be able to come till tomorrow."
"Okay. I better go unpack my stuff then." He grabbed his duffel bag and lifted it up with ease and threw it over his shoulder. He charged up the stairs and to his room that he and B.E.N. unfortunately had to share.
As soon as Jim was out of sight, Mrs. Hawkins popped her head out from behind the kitchen door. "Chris, I need your help in the kitchen."
"Here we go." She thought silently to herself. "The beginning to just another ordinary day. I am overwhelmed with joy." She reached for her apron hanging on the wall and pulled it over her head. She took a deep breath and walked into the kitchen. Maybe with Jim around things would be a bit more interesting.
The rain was really coming down when it came eight o'clock at night. The customers were slowly going back to their rooms and B.E.N. was hoping around cleaning up everyone's mess. Morph was zipping around and playing with Sam. Sarah was busing tables while Jim and Christine cleaned the dishes. The two hadn't talked for awhile. And she didn't blame him. Especially after that 'take off your shirt' incident. But, she had to say something or the awkward silence would drive her crazy.
"So…uh…Jim?" she didn't know what she was going to talk about but had to be something subtle.
"Uh-huh?" he answered as he scratched some food off the dishes with frustration.
"How's life at the academy?"
"Well, in all honesty it stinks. I mean don't get me wrong the teachers are okay and I've made a few friends. But, it's just all the homework that they pile on you day after day."
Chris nodded. "I know what you mean. Last year, I barley past algebra. I remember how mom and dad used to act when I brought home Cs and Ds." The happy sparkle left her face and her face became very sullen.
"Hey, are you okay?" Jim asked with concern.
"Uh…yeah. I'm good."
Jim didn't believe her. "It's been about three years, right?"
"Yeah, but you know…it still hurts. Besides, my brother and I are getting along just fine on our own."
Jim smiled and shook his head as he put a clean plate up into the cabinet. He knew where he'd heard that before. The rain pounded down harder onto the roof of the Benbow and this made Jim even more concerned.
"Hey, are you and Sam going to walk home?" he asked.
She looked at him questionably and shrugged. "Yeah. Why?"
"No way, Christine Rogers. I'm not going to have my friend walking a ten minute walk home at night during a violent thunderstorm." His words surprised her and made her blush at the same time. He was pretty protective of his friends and family members. But, what he was about to offer Chris almost knocked her right off her feet. He poked his head out of the kitchen and called to his mom. "Hey, mom. Considering the circumstances of the weather can Chris and Sam stay here for tonight?"
Spend the night?! Here?! In Jim's house?! While Jim was still here?!
Sarah nodded. "Sure. We still have a few rooms left. She and Sam could share a room."
Chris squeaked. "Jim you really don't have to do that. I mean I don't want your mom to worry about having an extra person here. And I just…"
"Oh, stop being so stubborn, Christine. You and your brother are going to stay here for tonight. And that's that." he scowled.
"Well, at least let me pay you guys for the room."
Jim shook his head. "Free of charge."
She looked into his stern eyes and smiled. "Thanks, Jim."
"Don't mention it." She followed him out the kitchen door. They saw B.E.N. dancing with the broom and humming a show tune. "B.E.N., can you take Christine and Sam to one of the rooms we have left?"
The android stopped dancing and his face lit up with delight. "You mean they're staying over?! Like a slumber party?! Can I tell my favorite scary story?"
"B.E.N., just show them their room so that they can get some rest."
"Okay, okay." He sat the broom up against the wall. "Follow me." He then started up the stairs.
"Sam!" she called. Her brother popped around the corner and was followed by Morph. "We're going to stay here for tonight, okay?"
"Really? Cool!" he responded.
She continued to follow the navigator up the stairs.
That night, while lying in bed, Christine kept getting a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Like something really bad was going to happen. She glanced over at her little brother who was sound asleep. She loved her brother with all her heart. He was all she had left. If she lost him she wouldn't know what she would do. She leaned over and kissed Sam on his forehead. She then rolled over and closed her eyes. Before she could think any more about the bad feeling, she slipped into sweet slumber. Little to her knowledge, a large, dark, sinister figure was spying on them with his yellow devilish eyes from the window.
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A/N: How was that? I hope you liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please R&R.