And so, we have come to chapter 6. It's been rough with writing this, but it was worth it. Enjoy!
Chapter 6: Squire Rook Trelawney
Morning rose as Ben and co. entered Bristol. They hitched a ride on a cart driven by an old friend of Vera's. "What a night." Gwen groaned. She, Kevin and Zed were covered with char from the explosions at the inn. "There it is!" Ben said, pointing at a certain building. The 4 jumped off the cart, thanked the driver and walked and left for the building. Ben read the sign. "Trelawney and Son. Master Ship Builders." Ben proceeded to knock on the door. "Whoa, whoa. Reality check here, you guys." Gwen said in protest. "Do you really think this Trelawney guy is gonna give us a ship for showing him Captain Shaw's map?" "It's worth a try Gwen." Ben assured his cousin.
The door opened, revealing a mid-old Revonnahgander. "May I help you?" He asked in a bit of a wheezy voice. "Yes, thank you. We wish to speak with Squire Rook Trelawney, the ship builder. We need a ship." Ben explained. "I'm sorry. The squire's in Long Neddry for the grouse season." The man informed the 4. "He will return on the feast of St. Lulu." Ben looked down in disappointment. "Thank you." He said as they turned away. "Of course…" The man said, turning them back. "…his rich halfwit son young Squire Rook Trelawney is here." He finished with a wheezy whistle like laugh. "We'll see him then." Ben said overjoyed.
A young Revonnahgander, around Ben and Gwen's age, looked over the map with a magnifying glass. "Well, ladies and gentlemen, this is definitely a genuine bonified treasure map." The young Rook told his guests. The 4 looked at each other, very pleased with the news. "Oh, really?" Ben asked. "Oh yes. Mr. Bimbo told me so." Rook said, looking at his finger. The 4 turned their faces from pleased to uncomfortably confused. Rook looked to his guests. "Oh! Mr. Bimbo lives in my finger." He told them. "He's very smart. He's been to the moon." The 4 looked at each other. Rook lifted his finger to his ear. "Thank you. Twice." He corrected. "I smell a bozo." Kevin muttered sing-songly to his friends, who nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, a blast came from the wall, as a skinny Galvan came flying through the room and into the other wall. A bit more pudgy Galvan came from the room where the blast came from. "Well done, Blukig. Now we know that was definitely too much gun powder." He told his partner. "Yeah. No argument here, Driba." The skinny Galvan said, slapping five with his partner. "Now come on, Blukig. Stop fooling around. We've got company." The Galvan called Driba said, walking to Rook's desk. "Who's fooling, Driba?" Blukig said, climbing out of the hole.
"Oh, hello my chappies!" Rook greeted the Galvans. "Everyone, these are Drs. Blukig and Driba Livdsay. They do research and development for my papa." He explained. "Hello." The Galvans greeted. "Actually, Squire, we were hoping to meet with your father. We need a ship for an ocean voyage." Ben explained. Rook seemed confused as the Galvans looked at the map. "Ocean? Ocean. Ocean?" He asked 3 times. "You know, the ocean. The big, blue, wet thing?" Gwen said dumbing it down. "Oh! The big, blue, wet thing! Yes!" Rook said, now getting it. Gwen and Kevin looked at each other with disbelief.
"Say, we know what's happening here." Driba thought out. "You chaps are planning to sail to this island, aren't you?" "Ooh! To dig up this treasure, no doubt?" Blukig completed. "Yes. But we must be quiet cause there are pirates looking for this map." Ben whispered. "Yeah. And they want to kill us for it. Isn't that crazy?" Kevin asked. "Pirates, eh? Well, that settles it! We'll use one of my daddy's boats and I will personally finance the voyage for the treasure myself." Rook concluded with a nod. "You'll do that? Really?!" Ben excitedly asked. "Well, certainly. What are rich halfwit sons for?" Rook asked. The others whooped with excitement.