Authors Note: Ok I got a lot of facts wrong about Davie in chapter 3. Such as not blue eyes, brown, "He can cry." Simple things like that. But note that I haven't watched Treasure Planet for a month when I made the last chapter so... yeah sweats nervously So your going to have to deal with what you got. I still think it's a cool version anyway. Well anyway, here is yet another example of my switching points of view thing again. Oh and if your confused I said in the beginning of chapter one I said this takes place 'almost' a year after Treasure Planet. And your wondering why all of Doppler and Amelia's kids are talking? (except Davie of corse) Well it's because of the status quo. Think about it. Dog and Cat children, it's almost a year, in dog and/or cat years that would be...does some math They'd be about 7. But it's not a year yet so they're about 5 and 6.

Chapter 4: The Space Port

Davie's heart gave a sudden jolt. He wondered should he run back to the inn. He ever went outside the home before. His dad was persnickety about the smallest of things so he never actually got to go see the spaceport.(though his dad went there all the time)

Thoughts started racing through his head again. 'Probably nothing to see there go back.' 'Dad wouldn't like this' and dumb thought after dumb thought raced through his head. But all of these thoughts seemed silly and trivial. Davie then thought 'I know what I'm doing.'

He nodded to himself agreed with this thought and since he was in a moving taxi vehicle he figured he should stay put. He then sighed and relaxed again. He then noticed a little opening in the bag where he could peer his eyes through and see without anyone noticing. He saw Jim really close. He then ducked back down in the bag for the fear of being seen. He didn't realize how close he was to Jim. If Jim saw the tiniest of movement in the bag Davie would be discovered.

Davie took some deep breaths, settled down again, thinking, 'He probably won't find me out until he reaches for the sandwiches near lunch time. I'll figure out what to do when that time comes.'

He then nuzzled down low in the bag closed his eyes and imaged what Silver and the Spaceport would look like. With this to think on, he fell asleep in the bag.

Jim looked out the window of the taxi cab, sighing, slightly frustrated. Morph smiled and Jim patted him on the head. He continued his gaze out the window. He would be driving his own solar surfer to the spaceport if it wasn't for the fact that the cops confiscated it. Jim kept telling them that his record is clean now, and he wants it back, but the cops just tell Jim that what they confiscate stays confiscated, or something like that. Jim slightly giggled. He was getting under the impression that all robots are stupid. Well just the one's he knows. 'Maybe I'm some sort of insane robot magnet or something.' Jim thought chuckling to himself.

The drive lasted about only an hour but by the time Jim got out of the taxi cab, payed the driver and grabbed his bag, Davie was fully awake. He looked around in awe! There was so much to see, but just from that little seam in the bag, he couldn't see much. He could tell it was a place of trade, shipping and commerce. Forgetting the fear of being discovered he hoisted his head so both eyes could get a clear view of everything that was going on. He saw many types of alien species that he had never seen before.

He saw arrangements of little market carts some selling purps and other food, some selling food that he had never before seen in his life! There were drubloons like the money they used on Montressor. But there where these other aliens that where trading money that looked like nothing he had ever seen!

The most impressive thing he saw of all, were the ships. He had saw pictures of them in his holo- story books but he never thought he would actually see some! There were ships all over the port. Some were great huge merchant ships, others where just little longboats, and there were some that looked a lot like the one Jim went on.

He then looked up towards the sails, and that's when he noticed all the mani-birds flying around the Spaceport. Davie had never seen creatures like them! He wondered if he could get close enough to take it home for a pet, but he thought better of it. He then looked at all the domed buildings and archways. Wondering on how the architects built them.

He looked around with his eyes, darting every which way, trying to see everything that was going on. He soon realized this was impossible and gave up on this and looked up towards Jim's face. Davie smiled. He couldn't remember the last time he was this happy.

He could only remember a long time ago when he meet Jim. Jim didn't tease him like he sisters did or assumed he was unintelligent like his parents did. Jim just smiled at Davie and told him, "Don't worry, your troubles will be over soon." as if he read his mind. Jim let Davie play with Morph, he even let him have his old Holo-story books about Captain Flint.

Davie smiled up at Jim, even though he couldn't see it. Then he decided to look straight foreword in the bag, so he could see where Jim was going and what he was doing.

"Ok..." Jim muttered to himself as he took out a small groceries list. "I better take care of these things first" He made his way to the local trading port for selling food. Jim bought some fresh purps, and some other groceries. Then he made his way to the Police Station.

Jim didn't like going in there much. He had to many bad experiences over there. He just took a look at the wanted posters outside once and a while, to see how close, or off track the cops were from finding Silver. If they where to close to finding Silver, Jim goes in and shall we say... "corrects" them. If they where as far away from Silver as The Lagoon Nebula, Jim lets the poster be. Plus if they were way off track, the posters where always good for a laugh.

Jim searched the wanted posters carefully. Silver was not always under his real name under these posters so Jim had to recall from memory all the phoney-Balgonie names that he tells them. He looked at all these posters and then stopped at one. He could hardly believe what he saw. Morph, who was next to Jim this whole time bursted out laughing. Jim snorted and giggled at the wanted poster that was before him. Jim laughed to himself sarcastically, "Oh yeah, that definitely looks like Silver!" What he saw before him didn't even look like Silver at all. It looked nothing like him. Jim would have passed the poster if he didn't notice the name. It read, "Wanted: John Legged Slug Lup'e"

From what it looked like it looked like all the cops put all there fake ideas together to make this creature that looked like a robotic slug with legs and giant pants. Jim would have laughed louder at this sight but he didn't want anybody to suspect something. Morph was laughing his little heart out, but when he saw Jim stop Morph sorta lowered his laughter a bit.

Jim then turned and made his way back to the market place chuckling slightly. Morph smiled and turned into the slug creature thing. "I'm John Silver!" Morph announced, trying his best not to laugh. Jim snorted at this and bursted out laughing. Morph turned into his pink form and burst into hysterics. They were far enough from the Police Station that the cops wouldn't hear, and nobody at the Spaceport payed any mind to them, they where doing there own thing.

They didn't stop laughing until they reached the market place. Jim wiped his eyes, recovering from his laughter. "Ha-uh..whew!" He sighed. Morph floated as a louse blob in the air, showing that he was tired from all the laughing too. Jim checked his watch. It wasn't even 12'o clock yet! He still had plenty of time. Jim turned his head towards the souvenir shop.

"I might as well get that souvenir I promised Davie huh?" Morph nodded his head. Davie felt a stab of guilt. Jim thought that Davie had wanted a little souvenir or something. He didn't actually think that Jim had really intended to get him anything.

Jim smiled and headed towards the little shop stand. Jim looked down at the merchandise table. He saw lots of weird things, but none of them looked like stuff Davie would find appealing. He then laid his eyes on a little toy boat. Jim smiled. He knew how much Davie liked adventure and those stories of Captain Flint. Jim must have seen Davie read his old holobook about a thousand times.

Jim picked up the toy boat, payed the shopkeeper and headed down towards the docks. He figured if he had some spare time he should at least look at the ships a bit. Morph suddenly stopped following Jim and gave a sudden jolt. Jim slowed his pace down to a stop and looked at Morph questionably. "Morph...what are you..." Morph replied with a 'SHHH!' Jim walked towards Morph frustrated, wondering if Morph was playing one of his little games. He was about to tell Morph to knock it off, when he suddenly stopped. It was hard to hear through the crowd, and if you didn't stop to listen, you would surely miss the sound. But Jim heard it clear as crystal. It was the faint outline of a very familiar voice. Silver's voice!

It was hard to tell what he was saying through the hustle and bustle of the Spaceport, but Jim could tell it was Silver alright. Jim, hardly knowing what he was doing, ran through the crowd to where he could tell the voice was coming from. Morph, having been left behind in all the confusion, raced slightly behind Jim, trying to keep up. They zig-zagged through crowds until Jim stopped in front of a small market stand, with Silver standing near the little shop. Jim looked at Silver from where he was. He could only see the back of him. He inspected him up and down until his eyes laid on his right cybernetic leg and arm. "Silver?"

— OHHH cliff hanger dun-dun-dun! - —