Here we are in chapter 2 of the story. I'm surprised that it's actually coming around decently with plenty of ideas dancing in my head. :D
However, I still have to figure out how to connect these ideas together...I'll think of something.
Until then, enjoy the next chapter. Again, if male/male pairings bother you in anyway then why are you still continuing on with reading this fanfic?
Chapter 2: Tea and annoyances
After finishing the stew in just a few minutes, Scroop took the opportunity to settle in the bunk, stare off into nothing and wonder how in the universe he became stuck in a situation like this.
He sneered. He knew very well just how. The cabin boy had managed to escape his grasp and send him off spinning into the Etherium.
He flexed his claws in frustrations.
Damn that cabin boy!
Always snooping around, poking his nose into everybody's business, being an upstart little whelp.
It was also the fault of Long John Silver. His former captain had grown weak and soft spending time with that cabin boy. Scroop had never liked Silver before, but the relationship between Silver and the cabin boy had made his loathing for the captain reach an extremely high peak.
Scroop hissed as he turned in the cot, trying to get more comfortable. If he had been in charge, perhaps the failed mutiny might not have happened. He would never have gone soft and weak.
He growled as unwanted memories began to resurface. He gave another growl as he buried his face into the pillow, pushing away the memories from his mind. He swore that he would never deal with them ever again.
"Well, that didn't take long!"
Scroop lifted his head from the pillow to find Arch standing near the cot with a cup in his claws, nudging the empty bowl with one of his spidery legs.
Arch handed the cup towards Scroop. "Here, you have to drink this."
Scroop leaned forward and gave the liquid a disgusted sniff. "What is this?"
"It's a little tea I whipped up." Arch explained. "It'll help you sleep."
"I am fine!" Scroop snapped. "I don't need it!"
Arch narrowed his eyes. "If you think this is poison, it's not. If I had wanted to murder you, I would have poisoned your stew. But I didn't."
"And how do I know that?" Scroop snarled.
"You'll have to trust me. It will make you better."
"I don't care! I still don't need it!"
Arch glared at Scroop. Before Scroop could react, Arch had lunged at him and had pinned him down to the bed. The Mantavor pirate struggled, but to his complete rage he found himself unable to throw the other Mantavor off. Amazingly, Arch managed to pry open Scroop's jaws with one of his claws while still holding on to the cup of tea with the other. Scroop gagged as he felt the warm tea pour down his throat. His muscles relaxed and he went limp as the tea took effect.
"You're a fighter," Arch remarked as he got off, "maybe I should take the smart route and tie you to the bed."
Scroop weakly snarled as he shot a hateful glance at Arch who gave a menacing glare.
"Seriously, don't make me do that."
Scroop hissed as he lowered his head on the pillow, the effect of the tea starting to make him drowsy.
Arch pulled the blankets up to Scroop's chin and gave him a cheerful pat on the head much to the pirate's annoyance.
"We're about to come to a spaceport in order to restock the ship. You need to stay here and sleep like a good little patient while I buy some more supplies. Is that clear?"
Scroop gave a groan.
"Good." Arch smiled. "Now stay here, I'll be right back."
Scroop could do nothing except glare as Arch left the room, leaving him alone again. He slowly closed his eyes as sleep took over.
"One of these days…one of these days…I'll get you…"
A/N: This is going to be the last chapter for a week for I will be going to California for a vacation and some family events. But don't worry, I will be uploading more chapters next week. Hopefully I will also have some more ideas on how to connect one idea to the other.
Until then, I'll see you later.