In Your Dreams:
The long day is over.
Rebecca raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms in front of her aggressively. "You must have some idea" she said, a note of derision in her voice.
"Yes and no" Jack looked uneasily at his pipe "you see I am what you might call an entrepreneurial adventurer. Mostly I visit exotic and dangerous places to research and gather information then report back to my employer. This morning I was flying over the island of Lesreves doing some aerial observation when my pane's engines went down and I crashed.
"I don't understand" Rebecca's frown deepened as did her suspicion, "What does this have to do with Baloo he should have been flying a load of buckets to Leakdenstein".
The badger frowned looked down and fiddled with his pipe the stripes on his forehead changing from a furry white V to a W in consternation. "You see" He continued after a long pause "I survived the crash but my airplane did not. I wandered around on that island for hours then quite literally stumbled onto your airplane"
Rebecca's eyes narrowed at this, suspicion barely contained but said nothing. Jack continued his story
"I went inside looking for the pilot but no one was there. I decided to wait in side the airplane for the pilot to return as it was staring to rain. I planned to ask for a ride back to civilization, because I need to buy a new airplane and replenish my supplies. Every thing was lost in the crash. Everything except the clothes on my back. Surly you can understand why I took such a liberty". Jack waited a beat until Rebecca nodded then continued "I waited there for another hour and was just about to leave and search for him on the island, when he and the boy returned. I tried to speak with them but I got no response." He fiddled nervously with the pipe "I had an odd feeling that something was terribly wrong but before I realized that it would probably be safer to take my chances on the island, the plane was in the air" Jack shook his pipe and tapped it on the table distractedly. "Throughout the flight I talked to your lot. When talking did not work I yelled. When that did not work I pushed at them, I even pinched them but to no avail" He looked up at Rebecca and stopped tapping his pipe "I assume they are not always in this state?" Rebecca's throat constricted, unable to speak she shook her head no.
Unsure what to say next Jack sat back in his chair and puffed absently at the unlit pipe. He could tell by the expression on the strange woman's face that she did not believe him. "What did she say her name was?" he pondered "I don't believe she said" He looked he over, frazzled unkempt hair, bags under her eyes, clothing still damp from standing out in the storm. He saw the worry in her eyes as well as the suspicion, and wondered what her relationship with the bear pilot was. She looked much too concerned for it to be a simple employer to employee relationship they had to be friends at least. "Not brother and sister surely, they don't look a thing alike. Although she could be related to the boy they look enough alike. Mother and son perhaps? Does that make the pilot the father?"
Rebecca was lost in her own thoughts. She watched Jack suspiciously wondering if she could trust him. Her mind turned back to Baloo and Kit. "What had happened to them? Should I take them to the doctor? The police? Did this Jack person do this to them? Should I trust him?"
Jack's Stomach growled breaking the silence. Jack smiled and put his pipe back in his jacket pocket "Madam it is late and I have no where to stay might I bunk here tonight?"
Rebecca smiled as well "I really don't have much choice" she thought "I have to trust him... for now"
"Sure" she replied "Err Do you mind sleeping on a hammock? I'm afraid that all we have."
"Madam" Jack said with a charming smile "Right now I would gladly sleep on a picket fence" Just then his stomach made a ferocious growl.
Rebecca giggled"would you like something to eat?'
***
Higher for hire 2:00 am
Sighing with complete and total exhaustion Rebecca flopped bonelessly onto Baloo's giant tattered and patched chair. Try as she might she just couldn't snap Baloo and Kit out of it. She had pinched, slapped, poked, pouted water over their heads but nothing worked they were still lying upstairs like zombies and there was nothing she could do about it. She sighed "There's nothing I can do but wait till morning", she closed her eyes the long, long horrible day was finally over.
***
The warm summer rain fell softly on her skin as she danced. Her eyes closed as she abandoned all worry and responsibility. That moment was all there was. There were only two people in the world, her and her love. Nothing else mattered. As they danced in the rain, a soft deep voice hummed Moonlight Serenade in her ear. She sighed and placed her head on his chest reveling in his warmth and the strong circle of his arms around her. Her voice hummed along with his in a harmony that, like their love, fused them as one, then floated out into the night. The dancing stopped. She reached up to him her lips poised for a kiss then-
"Becky" She was shaken awake. "Beckers wake up". She opened her eyes to glare at the unfeeling lout who had woken her out of that wonderful dream.
"Hiya Becky. Whatcha doin' sleepin' in my chair?" The big gray bear asked amusement in his tone.
She gasped sat straight up in the chair eyes wide with surprise.
"Ba-Baloo?! You're... You're all right!"
The long day is over.
Rebecca raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms in front of her aggressively. "You must have some idea" she said, a note of derision in her voice.
"Yes and no" Jack looked uneasily at his pipe "you see I am what you might call an entrepreneurial adventurer. Mostly I visit exotic and dangerous places to research and gather information then report back to my employer. This morning I was flying over the island of Lesreves doing some aerial observation when my pane's engines went down and I crashed.
"I don't understand" Rebecca's frown deepened as did her suspicion, "What does this have to do with Baloo he should have been flying a load of buckets to Leakdenstein".
The badger frowned looked down and fiddled with his pipe the stripes on his forehead changing from a furry white V to a W in consternation. "You see" He continued after a long pause "I survived the crash but my airplane did not. I wandered around on that island for hours then quite literally stumbled onto your airplane"
Rebecca's eyes narrowed at this, suspicion barely contained but said nothing. Jack continued his story
"I went inside looking for the pilot but no one was there. I decided to wait in side the airplane for the pilot to return as it was staring to rain. I planned to ask for a ride back to civilization, because I need to buy a new airplane and replenish my supplies. Every thing was lost in the crash. Everything except the clothes on my back. Surly you can understand why I took such a liberty". Jack waited a beat until Rebecca nodded then continued "I waited there for another hour and was just about to leave and search for him on the island, when he and the boy returned. I tried to speak with them but I got no response." He fiddled nervously with the pipe "I had an odd feeling that something was terribly wrong but before I realized that it would probably be safer to take my chances on the island, the plane was in the air" Jack shook his pipe and tapped it on the table distractedly. "Throughout the flight I talked to your lot. When talking did not work I yelled. When that did not work I pushed at them, I even pinched them but to no avail" He looked up at Rebecca and stopped tapping his pipe "I assume they are not always in this state?" Rebecca's throat constricted, unable to speak she shook her head no.
Unsure what to say next Jack sat back in his chair and puffed absently at the unlit pipe. He could tell by the expression on the strange woman's face that she did not believe him. "What did she say her name was?" he pondered "I don't believe she said" He looked he over, frazzled unkempt hair, bags under her eyes, clothing still damp from standing out in the storm. He saw the worry in her eyes as well as the suspicion, and wondered what her relationship with the bear pilot was. She looked much too concerned for it to be a simple employer to employee relationship they had to be friends at least. "Not brother and sister surely, they don't look a thing alike. Although she could be related to the boy they look enough alike. Mother and son perhaps? Does that make the pilot the father?"
Rebecca was lost in her own thoughts. She watched Jack suspiciously wondering if she could trust him. Her mind turned back to Baloo and Kit. "What had happened to them? Should I take them to the doctor? The police? Did this Jack person do this to them? Should I trust him?"
Jack's Stomach growled breaking the silence. Jack smiled and put his pipe back in his jacket pocket "Madam it is late and I have no where to stay might I bunk here tonight?"
Rebecca smiled as well "I really don't have much choice" she thought "I have to trust him... for now"
"Sure" she replied "Err Do you mind sleeping on a hammock? I'm afraid that all we have."
"Madam" Jack said with a charming smile "Right now I would gladly sleep on a picket fence" Just then his stomach made a ferocious growl.
Rebecca giggled"would you like something to eat?'
***
Higher for hire 2:00 am
Sighing with complete and total exhaustion Rebecca flopped bonelessly onto Baloo's giant tattered and patched chair. Try as she might she just couldn't snap Baloo and Kit out of it. She had pinched, slapped, poked, pouted water over their heads but nothing worked they were still lying upstairs like zombies and there was nothing she could do about it. She sighed "There's nothing I can do but wait till morning", she closed her eyes the long, long horrible day was finally over.
***
The warm summer rain fell softly on her skin as she danced. Her eyes closed as she abandoned all worry and responsibility. That moment was all there was. There were only two people in the world, her and her love. Nothing else mattered. As they danced in the rain, a soft deep voice hummed Moonlight Serenade in her ear. She sighed and placed her head on his chest reveling in his warmth and the strong circle of his arms around her. Her voice hummed along with his in a harmony that, like their love, fused them as one, then floated out into the night. The dancing stopped. She reached up to him her lips poised for a kiss then-
"Becky" She was shaken awake. "Beckers wake up". She opened her eyes to glare at the unfeeling lout who had woken her out of that wonderful dream.
"Hiya Becky. Whatcha doin' sleepin' in my chair?" The big gray bear asked amusement in his tone.
She gasped sat straight up in the chair eyes wide with surprise.
"Ba-Baloo?! You're... You're all right!"