Yay! I have people demanding more! *throws confetti* FINALLY, I'M NEEDED!!!
*****
Amelia was feeding her two of her four children in the Doppler family's room at the inn on
Main Street. "Heeeere comes the great big solar galleon! Open wide!** She made whooshing
noises as she moved the spoon around in front of her brunette daughter, Adrienne, who managed
to giggle with her mouth clamped shut, gleefully refusing the pureed food. Amelia frowned.
"You're going to starve yourself like this." She then smirked. "I. . . gotcha!"
She firmly pinched the kitten's nose shut. Adrienne resisted for a moment, holding her
breath, then finally opened her mouth in a wide gasp of air. Amelia used the opportunity to stuff
the spoon in the child's tiny mouth. Adrienne refused to swallow, but again couldn't breathe.
She frowned at her mother. Amelia smirked again. "I'll let go as soon as you swallow, Love."
Adrienne's frown darkened, then she submitted and swallowed the spoonful of food. Amelia
removed the spoon. "There now. . . wasn't so hard, w-" She suddenly stopped as she heard
screams outside the window. She picked up the two children that weren't in the crib and ran to
the window to see what the cause of such a commotion was.
"Oh!" She gasped as something flew past the window, moving too fast to see. Amelia
jumped backwards into the room, shocked. She quickly recovered, put the two children into their
crib with the others, and ran to the window again. She looked out to see what looked like. . . but
it *couldn't* have been. . . could it? Amelia squinted at the blur, but still wasn't sure. . . She
looked over her shoulders at her children, who were all staring at her, obviously confused.
"Don't worry, dears, Mummy will be *right* back!" She looked out the window again,
set her jaw, and leapt out onto Main Street from the window.
The fifth-story window.
Amelia clenched her teeth as she dropped down twenty feet and grabbed the rope of a
ship heading the same direction as- well, what *could* be- Jim Hawkins on his solar surfer. She
clung to the rope tightly as the ship gained on the blurred figure. Suddenly it dipped under an
arch. The ship intended to go *over* the arch. Amelia was headed straight *for* the arch. "Ohhh,
bloody HELL!" yelled Amelia, frustrated. She let go of the rope quickly and fell fifteen feet down
onto a bridge spanning the street from building to building. The blurry figure flashed away and
Amelia lost any doubt of the fact that it was indeed Jim Hawkins.
"I *told* Delbert that he should have left it at home," she muttered to herself angrily. She
then looked around and saw her window, forty feet up and several hundred yards away. She
sighed and looked down to the street, a thirty-foot drop. "Ahhh, just *lovely*." She began to
scale the architecture and make her way toward the window again.
***
Back at the academy, Jim was laying on his bunk. He held a book open above his head
and was reading silently, caught up in the story. He didn't notice as the door opened. Nor did he
notice when someone stepped quietly inside.
Jim sniffed, scratched his nose, and turned the page of his book. The person who had
come in quietly made their way up next to Jim's bunk. They leaned down, putting their face near
Jim's head. Jim still took no notice; the book was thoroughly exciting. They waited for a moment
for Jim to notice them, but he did not. Finally the figure grew impatient enough to draw Jim's
attention away from the story. "Ahem."
"YAAHH!!!" Jim shouted in surprise. He jumped out of his bunk, and the book dropped
to the floor, the pages fluttering quietly. The person who had entered the room backed up a step.
"Sorry! Sorry. . . just. . . they told me to, uh, to come in here. Are you, um. . . Jim
Hawkins?" the stranger asked apologetically.
Jim eased up and straightened his shirt. "Yeah. . . that's me. Are you the. . . the new
student?" He looked at the guy's face and did a double-take. The guy was about his age, just as
Bonhomme had said. Jim hadn't known what he expected the guy to look like, but this wasn't it.
He was the same species as Dr. Doppler. He was tall and skinny, as was usual for the species,
and his hair was tied back. Jim smiled.
"They're going to make you cut that, y'know." He pointed at the boy's small ponytail.
"They wouldn't!" gasped the new student, outraged. He grabbed the ponytail defensively.
Jim laughed and pointed to the spot where his own had grown.
"Wouldn't they?" He grinned broadly. "This isn't any public school. They've got rules. . .
here. . ." Jim frowned. What was he doing? His little speech sounded like every tirade that he'd
ever received from the cops. His face softened. "Look, I'm sorry. But. . . I just thought you could
use a fair warning."He extended his hand for a shake.
The new student's upset look dimmed into one of gratefulness. "No problem." He took
Jim's hand in his own and gave it a firm shake. "The name's Aaron. Aaron Doppler."
"Wait, wait. . . Aaron *Doppler*? You. . . you're related to. . ."
Aaron grinned. "Uncle. Uncle Delbert. He's told me about you. Said you were really
*fascinating* and that I'd like you. He mentioned that we had a lot in common, but he didn't say
what. He got all excited because Aunt Amelia came into the room and. . ." Aaron started
laughing. "He gets weird around her y'know? And. . . and, uh. . ." He noticed Jim's disbelieving
smile. "What?"
Jim laughed. "Doc never told me he had a nephew! Or brothers or sisters! Jeez, and I
thought I kept to myself. . ." He chuckled again. "Well. . . I guess we're going to spend some
time together from now on, huh?"
Aaron was still obviously a little uneasy. "Yeah. . . I, uh. . . I guess we are." He looked
around the dorm room, then his face suddenly brightened, like he'd just remembered something.
"Hey, did you hear about that idiot that solar surfed down Main Street?!"
*****
Crap! A fancharacter! And I swore I wouldn't. *hangs head in shame* (I'll have a picture of him
up soon!)
*****
Amelia was feeding her two of her four children in the Doppler family's room at the inn on
Main Street. "Heeeere comes the great big solar galleon! Open wide!** She made whooshing
noises as she moved the spoon around in front of her brunette daughter, Adrienne, who managed
to giggle with her mouth clamped shut, gleefully refusing the pureed food. Amelia frowned.
"You're going to starve yourself like this." She then smirked. "I. . . gotcha!"
She firmly pinched the kitten's nose shut. Adrienne resisted for a moment, holding her
breath, then finally opened her mouth in a wide gasp of air. Amelia used the opportunity to stuff
the spoon in the child's tiny mouth. Adrienne refused to swallow, but again couldn't breathe.
She frowned at her mother. Amelia smirked again. "I'll let go as soon as you swallow, Love."
Adrienne's frown darkened, then she submitted and swallowed the spoonful of food. Amelia
removed the spoon. "There now. . . wasn't so hard, w-" She suddenly stopped as she heard
screams outside the window. She picked up the two children that weren't in the crib and ran to
the window to see what the cause of such a commotion was.
"Oh!" She gasped as something flew past the window, moving too fast to see. Amelia
jumped backwards into the room, shocked. She quickly recovered, put the two children into their
crib with the others, and ran to the window again. She looked out to see what looked like. . . but
it *couldn't* have been. . . could it? Amelia squinted at the blur, but still wasn't sure. . . She
looked over her shoulders at her children, who were all staring at her, obviously confused.
"Don't worry, dears, Mummy will be *right* back!" She looked out the window again,
set her jaw, and leapt out onto Main Street from the window.
The fifth-story window.
Amelia clenched her teeth as she dropped down twenty feet and grabbed the rope of a
ship heading the same direction as- well, what *could* be- Jim Hawkins on his solar surfer. She
clung to the rope tightly as the ship gained on the blurred figure. Suddenly it dipped under an
arch. The ship intended to go *over* the arch. Amelia was headed straight *for* the arch. "Ohhh,
bloody HELL!" yelled Amelia, frustrated. She let go of the rope quickly and fell fifteen feet down
onto a bridge spanning the street from building to building. The blurry figure flashed away and
Amelia lost any doubt of the fact that it was indeed Jim Hawkins.
"I *told* Delbert that he should have left it at home," she muttered to herself angrily. She
then looked around and saw her window, forty feet up and several hundred yards away. She
sighed and looked down to the street, a thirty-foot drop. "Ahhh, just *lovely*." She began to
scale the architecture and make her way toward the window again.
***
Back at the academy, Jim was laying on his bunk. He held a book open above his head
and was reading silently, caught up in the story. He didn't notice as the door opened. Nor did he
notice when someone stepped quietly inside.
Jim sniffed, scratched his nose, and turned the page of his book. The person who had
come in quietly made their way up next to Jim's bunk. They leaned down, putting their face near
Jim's head. Jim still took no notice; the book was thoroughly exciting. They waited for a moment
for Jim to notice them, but he did not. Finally the figure grew impatient enough to draw Jim's
attention away from the story. "Ahem."
"YAAHH!!!" Jim shouted in surprise. He jumped out of his bunk, and the book dropped
to the floor, the pages fluttering quietly. The person who had entered the room backed up a step.
"Sorry! Sorry. . . just. . . they told me to, uh, to come in here. Are you, um. . . Jim
Hawkins?" the stranger asked apologetically.
Jim eased up and straightened his shirt. "Yeah. . . that's me. Are you the. . . the new
student?" He looked at the guy's face and did a double-take. The guy was about his age, just as
Bonhomme had said. Jim hadn't known what he expected the guy to look like, but this wasn't it.
He was the same species as Dr. Doppler. He was tall and skinny, as was usual for the species,
and his hair was tied back. Jim smiled.
"They're going to make you cut that, y'know." He pointed at the boy's small ponytail.
"They wouldn't!" gasped the new student, outraged. He grabbed the ponytail defensively.
Jim laughed and pointed to the spot where his own had grown.
"Wouldn't they?" He grinned broadly. "This isn't any public school. They've got rules. . .
here. . ." Jim frowned. What was he doing? His little speech sounded like every tirade that he'd
ever received from the cops. His face softened. "Look, I'm sorry. But. . . I just thought you could
use a fair warning."He extended his hand for a shake.
The new student's upset look dimmed into one of gratefulness. "No problem." He took
Jim's hand in his own and gave it a firm shake. "The name's Aaron. Aaron Doppler."
"Wait, wait. . . Aaron *Doppler*? You. . . you're related to. . ."
Aaron grinned. "Uncle. Uncle Delbert. He's told me about you. Said you were really
*fascinating* and that I'd like you. He mentioned that we had a lot in common, but he didn't say
what. He got all excited because Aunt Amelia came into the room and. . ." Aaron started
laughing. "He gets weird around her y'know? And. . . and, uh. . ." He noticed Jim's disbelieving
smile. "What?"
Jim laughed. "Doc never told me he had a nephew! Or brothers or sisters! Jeez, and I
thought I kept to myself. . ." He chuckled again. "Well. . . I guess we're going to spend some
time together from now on, huh?"
Aaron was still obviously a little uneasy. "Yeah. . . I, uh. . . I guess we are." He looked
around the dorm room, then his face suddenly brightened, like he'd just remembered something.
"Hey, did you hear about that idiot that solar surfed down Main Street?!"
*****
Crap! A fancharacter! And I swore I wouldn't. *hangs head in shame* (I'll have a picture of him
up soon!)