Hey all,
I do not own Captain Amelia or Jim or any other Treasure Planet character I may refer to. They are Disney's and I respect that.
I do own.... Andrea, David, Mandy, Kep, Terry, Cadet Hurlt, Cadet Katherine Starth, Colonel Fredrick, and the cadets. Also Heather, Mary, Admiral Cangot, Chad Chain, George, Chris Helen, Commander Trian, Commander Werek and whoever else. Ah right, Kyle and Graeme Fryold. Others?
Disclaimer: Elina is not mine. She is treasureplanet-gurl's and I respect that. I have persmission.
Anyhoo, Twenty- fifth chapter. Go me!
Towards something.... Hoping for reveiws
By the way adding a charcter that's created in own of my other stories. Name's Deya (prounounced day-ya) Story called Deya please read and reveiw.
Enough of me talking Readers:When will she shut up!?
Now!
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Andrea climbed down only to have Kyle head towards her.
"Andrea what can I do to help?"
"Help?"
"Well, that Fryold fellow just got a job. I want one!"
"Aren't you a linguist?"
"Yes."
"Translate this."
Andrea grinned and relaxed.
"Shhhfeeell rrrg."
Kyle searched his memory banks.
"Nope don't have that one."
"And to good reason! I made that up Kyle!"
Andrea laughed, but saw Kyle's unhappy face and felt sorry.
"Alright I'm sorry. Next one is a real language though not well known."
Kyle brightened and Andrea stretched her hands.
"Trea mern jutyre."
"I recongize some of the words linking to an old language but I haven't the slightest idea what it means."
"It is part of the old language of Casconas. I wouldn't expect you to know that one."
"What did you say?"
"My spirit flies with you. It is a very common saying, when someone dies or you have respect, or you're in love with them."
Kyle nodded.
"Another!
Andrea sighed.
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Amelia tapped her foot as Jim and Helen appeared.
"Where have you been? The cadets show up hours ago, ready for launch and here one of the finest captain-to-be is off having coffee?!"
Helen rushed to speak.
"It is my fault. I lost track of time."
"I do not expect this sort of behavior from you. Stop covering for him, he's a man and can take a blow."
Helen nodded.
"Well, I suppose I shall have to set an example for the cadets."
JIm looked up, horrified.
"I do believe, Captain that you are acquainted with being a cabin boy?"
Jim nodded. Helen snickered but stopped as she saw Amelia's glare.
"Three days you shall be cabin boy. Let that be a reminder!"
JIm stood there open mouthed.
"Three days?"
"Be silent or I'll make it a week."
Jim walked out, stunned. That was a harsh punishment.
Helen on the other hand started giggling like mad.
"What is so funny?"
"Didn't you see her face?"
"Well, it was rather quite angry."
"You are quite pathetic. She didn't mean that at all. She had to keep herself from smiling. She likes to play tricks, don't you know?"
"No, I don't."
Helen's smile faded, and was replaced with an apologeticness.
Amelia appeared behind them.
"This ship is a mess. Fetch the mop and bucket, Hawkins."
"Oh give it up will you!"
"Very well, Helen. Hawkins, I wasn't serious. But you needed a sharp shock. But be late like that again and I will make you a cabin boy again."
"Thanks, Captain."
Amelia let his slang talk go for once. She wasn't in the mood to correct grammer anyways.
"Well, captain. I should like to launch. Helen, I'll contact you on date and time for that Commander Werek mission."
"Very well then. Captain hawkins, pleasure to meet you. Captian Amelia. Always nice to see you. Must drop by, what is it now? Right, your mansion."
"Don't push your luck, Captain Jurden."
"And I thought I was talking to one who had no care for money. I know you don't. You had the tricks, I had teasing."
"Fay had the senses."
"Aye, captain. But I haven't seen you for awhile. You once did soemthing that was completely out of character."
Amelia knew what was coming, but didn't aviod it. Helen hugged her.
Helen stepped back, grinning.
Amelia sighed.
"Helen, you are horrible."
"Thankyou. I will now get off your ship, M'am. Adieu, adieu!"
Helen turned and left the ship, quickly. Amelia was glad she did for they both hated long good byes.
"Captain, get this ship ready to launch."
Jim went about shouting some orders while Amelia stood there, hardly noticing a thing.
"Ready to launch, Captain."
"JIm, you launch the ship. You must learn."
Jim smiled and began to order them around and they scurried like mice to do his bidding.
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Kyle neighed, stomped the ground with one foot, and let out a shrillc whinny.
Andrea clapped her hands.
"Very good! So if you wre talking to a horse what would you have been saying?"
"I thought I was talking to a horse!"
"KYLE! That's absolutely beastly to say!"
"You are a horse, in fact a beast!"
"I am going to rip up your wires, crush up your memeory card and destroy all your chips!"
Kyle turned to run and floated upwards. Andrea leaped up and noticed she was floating up.
"Andrea! What is going on?"
"Calm down Kyle. They must be launching the ship."
Artificial gravity kicvked in a few seconds later. Kyle came crashing down, knocking out a few wires.
"Brr... And... Help... Bzzaapp. Justify. Bonjour mes amis! Lovely day for walking...!"
"Kyle you're malfunctioning. The drop msut have done it."
"And you are? Je suis un pizza. Je suis un pizza!"
Kyle began singing at the top of his lungs. Andrea winced and could feel her mother's glare upon her. Andrea grabbed Kyle and ran to the engine room.
"Where are you taking me! I don't want to go! Oh, where's Toto?"
"You have lost it."
Andrea muttered.
Andrea bolted the door and set Kyle down. He began to sing again.
"And don't tell me what to do! And don't tell me what to say! And don't think about everybody cause I'm not listening!!!!!"
"Kyle!"
"Andrea, would you like some help?"
"Uh no. I'm good thanks.
Andrea sighed. She was stuck with a malfunctionning robot during a ship launch. Great, just great.
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Wow. Yay! Please reveiw!
Till pink becomes the color of the dukes, or my house,
Elvenwolf
I do not own Captain Amelia or Jim or any other Treasure Planet character I may refer to. They are Disney's and I respect that.
I do own.... Andrea, David, Mandy, Kep, Terry, Cadet Hurlt, Cadet Katherine Starth, Colonel Fredrick, and the cadets. Also Heather, Mary, Admiral Cangot, Chad Chain, George, Chris Helen, Commander Trian, Commander Werek and whoever else. Ah right, Kyle and Graeme Fryold. Others?
Disclaimer: Elina is not mine. She is treasureplanet-gurl's and I respect that. I have persmission.
Anyhoo, Twenty- fifth chapter. Go me!
Towards something.... Hoping for reveiws
By the way adding a charcter that's created in own of my other stories. Name's Deya (prounounced day-ya) Story called Deya please read and reveiw.
Enough of me talking Readers:When will she shut up!?
Now!
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Andrea climbed down only to have Kyle head towards her.
"Andrea what can I do to help?"
"Help?"
"Well, that Fryold fellow just got a job. I want one!"
"Aren't you a linguist?"
"Yes."
"Translate this."
Andrea grinned and relaxed.
"Shhhfeeell rrrg."
Kyle searched his memory banks.
"Nope don't have that one."
"And to good reason! I made that up Kyle!"
Andrea laughed, but saw Kyle's unhappy face and felt sorry.
"Alright I'm sorry. Next one is a real language though not well known."
Kyle brightened and Andrea stretched her hands.
"Trea mern jutyre."
"I recongize some of the words linking to an old language but I haven't the slightest idea what it means."
"It is part of the old language of Casconas. I wouldn't expect you to know that one."
"What did you say?"
"My spirit flies with you. It is a very common saying, when someone dies or you have respect, or you're in love with them."
Kyle nodded.
"Another!
Andrea sighed.
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Amelia tapped her foot as Jim and Helen appeared.
"Where have you been? The cadets show up hours ago, ready for launch and here one of the finest captain-to-be is off having coffee?!"
Helen rushed to speak.
"It is my fault. I lost track of time."
"I do not expect this sort of behavior from you. Stop covering for him, he's a man and can take a blow."
Helen nodded.
"Well, I suppose I shall have to set an example for the cadets."
JIm looked up, horrified.
"I do believe, Captain that you are acquainted with being a cabin boy?"
Jim nodded. Helen snickered but stopped as she saw Amelia's glare.
"Three days you shall be cabin boy. Let that be a reminder!"
JIm stood there open mouthed.
"Three days?"
"Be silent or I'll make it a week."
Jim walked out, stunned. That was a harsh punishment.
Helen on the other hand started giggling like mad.
"What is so funny?"
"Didn't you see her face?"
"Well, it was rather quite angry."
"You are quite pathetic. She didn't mean that at all. She had to keep herself from smiling. She likes to play tricks, don't you know?"
"No, I don't."
Helen's smile faded, and was replaced with an apologeticness.
Amelia appeared behind them.
"This ship is a mess. Fetch the mop and bucket, Hawkins."
"Oh give it up will you!"
"Very well, Helen. Hawkins, I wasn't serious. But you needed a sharp shock. But be late like that again and I will make you a cabin boy again."
"Thanks, Captain."
Amelia let his slang talk go for once. She wasn't in the mood to correct grammer anyways.
"Well, captain. I should like to launch. Helen, I'll contact you on date and time for that Commander Werek mission."
"Very well then. Captain hawkins, pleasure to meet you. Captian Amelia. Always nice to see you. Must drop by, what is it now? Right, your mansion."
"Don't push your luck, Captain Jurden."
"And I thought I was talking to one who had no care for money. I know you don't. You had the tricks, I had teasing."
"Fay had the senses."
"Aye, captain. But I haven't seen you for awhile. You once did soemthing that was completely out of character."
Amelia knew what was coming, but didn't aviod it. Helen hugged her.
Helen stepped back, grinning.
Amelia sighed.
"Helen, you are horrible."
"Thankyou. I will now get off your ship, M'am. Adieu, adieu!"
Helen turned and left the ship, quickly. Amelia was glad she did for they both hated long good byes.
"Captain, get this ship ready to launch."
Jim went about shouting some orders while Amelia stood there, hardly noticing a thing.
"Ready to launch, Captain."
"JIm, you launch the ship. You must learn."
Jim smiled and began to order them around and they scurried like mice to do his bidding.
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Kyle neighed, stomped the ground with one foot, and let out a shrillc whinny.
Andrea clapped her hands.
"Very good! So if you wre talking to a horse what would you have been saying?"
"I thought I was talking to a horse!"
"KYLE! That's absolutely beastly to say!"
"You are a horse, in fact a beast!"
"I am going to rip up your wires, crush up your memeory card and destroy all your chips!"
Kyle turned to run and floated upwards. Andrea leaped up and noticed she was floating up.
"Andrea! What is going on?"
"Calm down Kyle. They must be launching the ship."
Artificial gravity kicvked in a few seconds later. Kyle came crashing down, knocking out a few wires.
"Brr... And... Help... Bzzaapp. Justify. Bonjour mes amis! Lovely day for walking...!"
"Kyle you're malfunctioning. The drop msut have done it."
"And you are? Je suis un pizza. Je suis un pizza!"
Kyle began singing at the top of his lungs. Andrea winced and could feel her mother's glare upon her. Andrea grabbed Kyle and ran to the engine room.
"Where are you taking me! I don't want to go! Oh, where's Toto?"
"You have lost it."
Andrea muttered.
Andrea bolted the door and set Kyle down. He began to sing again.
"And don't tell me what to do! And don't tell me what to say! And don't think about everybody cause I'm not listening!!!!!"
"Kyle!"
"Andrea, would you like some help?"
"Uh no. I'm good thanks.
Andrea sighed. She was stuck with a malfunctionning robot during a ship launch. Great, just great.
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Wow. Yay! Please reveiw!
Till pink becomes the color of the dukes, or my house,
Elvenwolf