WHY THAT LITTLE…

My dreams were miserable; I could see someone and remember their face, only to have them fade from my mind completely. I saw a green armored gray haired man, shouted his name, only so that he could wave to me and fade away. I also saw a blue armored kid, a handsome one at that, I also called out to him, but he simply looked at me and disappeared. Who were these people, these faces and names and why couldn't I remember.

"Tron, wake up. Come on wake up, I'm not letting you die on me, Wake UP!" I could suddenly hear a voice calling me from what felt as outside the fog of my mind, calling from outside my sleep. I tried to call to the voice,

"Roll? Bon Bonne? #1? Who, who is their? help me! Where am I!" I cried but to no avail, instead I could hear a faint murmur of voices coming from inside my mind, but I could hear nothing else. I felt alone, empty as if everything I had filled my mind with was just a bunch of useless tidbits.

Fortunately for me, my dream didn't last forever. Soon I could feel outside of my mind, I could feel the bed I was laying on, and even sense and recognize the voices of those around me. After some time of sitting like that I began to speak, "hugh, where…am I?" I said, opening my eyes.

"Miss Tron!" I could hear excitedly shouted around me.

"Excuse me! I said where am I?" I said now trying to add authority to my voice. "Your in the sick bay, Miss Roll found you and brought you here." One of the servbot voices replied.

"where-where is Roll?" I asked, still a little weak but lifting myself out of the bed.

"she is in the engine room…she is trying to keep the Geselschaft flying. Glyde's robot really did do a lot of damage." The servbot said.

"sigh, what am I going to do. Not only does she save me, but she is working so hard, after I treated her like…like, well I cant say." I said, feeling like trash. How could I be so cruel to her, she didn't deserve any of what I'm doing to her, yet I felt almost like she needed some of it. I got up out of the bed and stretched my sore muscles a little, for some reason the servbots all started to look at me funnily, and tried sneaking out of the room.

"what?" I asked then, confused about their actions. "Umm, M-M-Miss Tron, you cloths, well they kinda. Umm, you sort of have no… when Roll brought you in here, she said your clothes were a bit of a health hazard because they kind of lit on fire, and so she kind of took them off you and so…um." One of the servbots rambled on. I looked at myself trying to figure out what he was saying.

"ahhh! All of you get out! Get out! Get OUT!" I screamed. Most of the servbots instantly ran out but one stayed for a second laughing at me before he left. [Roll must have done that on purpose, revenge for me kidnapping her]. Once I got some decent clothing on I would make her pay for this. But then what if my clothes really did catch fire while I was unconscious, would that mean I would be doing something bad to her after she saved me? No, that wasn't possible. I went ravaging through the clothing cabinets of the sick bay and found some of my cloths inside one of the cabinets. I slipped on the cloths and walk out of the room to find a bunch of servbot out their waiting for me.

"Were sorry Miss Tron…" they all began

. "Shut it! where is Roll?" I yelled at them all. One of the servbot looked as though he would go hysterical and throw himself overboard.

"We-we lost her…we don't know where she is." He said on the verge of tears.

"WHAT!" I screamed, "if I don't know where she is in five minutes you'll all be sorry!" I threatened. Then a pair of servbots came rushing up to me,

"Miss Tron, we found Miss Roll…she's outside the Gesellschaft! Clinging on to the hull." They cheered. I then looked at them with a villainous look on my face.

"Oh, she is really?" I said, with a voice which left the servbots frightened. I followed the servbots who lead me right to the hole in the ship where Roll was connected by a rope to inside of the Gesellschaft and was carefully climbing around on the ships exterior. I stuck my head out of the large hole and shouted to her. "What do you think your doing?" with a bit of annoyance in my voice.

"I'm checking on something!" she shouted back. Now a bit of an grin crossed my face, one that she must have seen despite how I hid it. "Oh really, from here it looks like your escaping." I said. "Perhaps, I should cut the rope and let you go!" I emphasized GO as much as possible. Roll gasped and placed her hand in front of her mouth, "no, you wouldn't!" she pleaded.

"Admit it you humiliated me intentionally, by stripping me in front of my crew!" I yelled at her.

"what!? What are you talking about, even you wouldn't do something like that, so why would I?" she shouted back. "Tron, you must be losing it!" she claimed.

"Miss Tron should we really cut the rope?" a servbot behind me said.

"sush!" I whispered to him.

"listen Tron, you need me to find your brother, and to fix Bon. Also if you cut me loose right now the whole Gesellschaft will crash." Roll yelled to me.

"What?" I shouted to her.

"Take a look at your engine room, your lucky to be flying right now, without me your going to crash." She told me over the slight wind. I looked over at one of the servbots next to me.

"Status report? How is the Gesellschaft holding out?" I asked.

"Umm, your not going to be mad are you?" he asked.

"ugh! Can't you do anything?! I try and I try yet you always screw things up!" I loudly whined.

"well we did help Miss Roll fix the ship as much as it is now." The servbots offered. I poked my head back out of the hole.

"Roll! Get in here!" I ordered her. I then looked at the servbots in the room. "All of you get out their and fix our ship!" I commanded, angry that they hadn't already gotten to work. Eventually Roll came back into the ship, although she kept me waiting long enough. "Alright, one why did you strip me naked and not leave a note at least? And two, I need you to help me decide where to land for supply and repair." I said as quickly as possible and then turned gesturing for Roll to follow as I made my way to the bridge.

"Tron, I didn't intend to embarrass you, but your little costume became a hazard. I mean that little piece of metal you place on your pant lower waist was next to a open flame it burned to the touch it." She said as we walked.

"so?" I growled. "You could have told me you had to strip me for my safety, instead you let me stand naked in front of the servbots." I accused.

"so, you never seemed to need any help ruining your reputation, or embarrassing yourself before." Roll replied mockingly.

'[oh, she will pay for that….I'll show her soon enough!]' I though to myself. We finally made it to the bridge, Roll and I then walked over to the globe and started to debate over where to go.

Roll has no sense at all, I mean she suggested that we go to a high police influence island and look for supplies and then when I suggested an island she'd say "oh that place is too deserted we can't find parts there," or "no, not there we wont be able to get enough money to repair your ship." I was on the verge of grabbing her and throwing her out of the window when she found a small, relatively low population island, with lots of parts and a new ruin. I looked over the island a little and smiled, "Roll it looks like you have finally wised up a bit." I said.

"And that is coming from someone who has lost their memory?" she asked sarcastically. To that I simply frowned.

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If anything the island's layout was simple. The island was in the form of a large letter X with most towns on the outer edges and a mountain or two close to the center.

"this is perfect!" I said looking at the reports of the island. The reports said that the island was relatively recently developed, that the ruins were unexplored, and that most of the people here had little knowledge of pirates. I went to my room and dressed myself up and then got out the gun I had stolen from the digger kid back at the last island.

"Umm, M-Miss Tron should we bring Roll with us to town?" #1 asked.

"no, she might get away or worse get us arrested!" I said.

"Maybe you should just monitor us from here Miss Tron, for your safety." #1 now suggested.

"hmm, how can I do that?" I asked.

"by using the Finkel robot you built a long time ago." He explained.

"hmm, that might be a good idea." I said thinking.

"Alright lets do it!" I agreed with a smile on my face, but now the servbot looked shy.

"hmm, what's the matter?" I asked. "well, when we raided the Flutter, umm, well we went into Miss Roll's room and well we kind'a found her diary…umm, it was just sitting their on her dresser so we decided to take it." He said. Now here was something interesting, Roll's diary was something private, but I was a pirate and I needed an outside source of information to hopefully spark my memory. I decided to put off reading it for later. I looked at the servbot,

"I'll hold on to this for now." I decided "Err, could you show me the Finkel?" I asked the servbot, with a smile on my face. the servbot lead me to a closet and pulled out a small robot with a propeller blade on top. I looked at the small machine with a bit of disdain.

"it looks like a….a Pig!?" I said, now a little disgusted by the unappealing sight of the little robot.

"yes, but it's a really cute piggy! And useful too." The servbot retorted, trying to encourage me.

"well I think it looks ugly." I snorted.

"Hmm?" Roll suddenly appeared from behind me,

"what is this?" she asked; "don't tell me it's another one of your failure robots." She politely said approaching to inspect the machine. I instantly took to the Finkel's defense.

"No, it's really useful! And I think it's cute." I claimed.

"But Miss Tron you just said…" #1 tried to start countering my claim but I was quick to silence him with a slight kick to the head. Roll must have noticed the kick, because she changed subjects…a little.

"so what is it used for?" she asked me, a little smugness now entering her voice.

"Simple we're going to use it so I can keep you here and I can monitor the servbots ,who are going out, from a distance. That way I can split us into two groups!" I said a smile on my face, but of course #1 had to ruin my little moment of mental pride by disclaiming what I said.

"Well actually it is so you can stay here as well Miss Tron. That way we don't need to worry about you while we are out, but you can still be with us." The little servbot said in his cute, but ohhh so on my nerves voice.

"Really?" Roll responded, sounding totally interested in the Finkel's uses and not rubbing my incorrectness in my face.

"I have always wanted something like that. it's so hard only relying on simple spotter materials and not being able to actually seeing what is going on." She said. I couldn't understand what she was saying exactly,

"ummm, I seem to have forgotten, what does a spotter do, if they don't go into the ruins do they just sit around and do nothing?" I asked, [I know what you're thinking, that I was instinctually trying to get on Roll's nerves, but it was a legitimate question.]

"No! I work hard, being a spotter is a hard job, we keep diggers safe, although you have no concept of safety, Tron!" Roll growled, completely offended.

"Whatever. Alright, do we know who we are going to send out?" I asked my favorite servbot.

"uhh, no Miss Tron, umm, we usually let you decide." He replied, in a matter-of-fact tone.

"DO I HAVE TO DO ALL THE THINKING AROUND HERE!?!" I shouted at him, I was certainly tired of having to keep everything under control. I mean when you have trouble remembering anything, or keeping your emotions in check, it is hard enough as it is. Then a little servbot walked into the hallway and put on a innocent face…although he was snickering a little,

"hay, M-Miss Tron, d-did you f-finally decide to wear cloths today!" he said starting to laugh, instantly I recognized the servbot, it was the same one I have given that 'design magazine' a while back, though it turned out to be something much worse…the magazine which turned him into a bit of a social problem and a pervert….# 40. As for his insult I didn't react to well to it,

"W-WHY you little pest! I'm going to throw you overboard! Just get over here and I-I'll rip you apart! I'll feed you to the sharks! I'm going, I'm Going….." I stopped shouting there because I was out of breath and the servbot had started to run away. I quickly looked over at #1 and grumbled under my breath.

"HE, is going to the torture chamber right now. And Roll will also get what's coming to her also." But fortunately for me Roll didn't hear that particular statement.