A/N: Hey, Omdwg guys I'm so sorry. I don't have the words to express how sorry I am for the lateness of this update. Recently my school has decided I don't need a life outside of school and coursework, so I honestly haven't had the time to write. Although, hopefully I will update both this and TSK at Hogwarts 2 sometime this week. However after this, updates will become even sparser. When my exams are over though, I promise to update regularly again but until then I'm sorry. Anyway, thank you guys so much for the reviews/follows/favourites/views. This chapter is for all you TUP shippers out there, it's sort of a filler but it gives some information on the history of the Starship crew also, hope you like it…
'Argh! Up? ¿Es usted?¿Dónde demonios estamos? ¿Dónde están los niños? ¿Por qué está tan oscuro? Barco estúpido! (Is that you? Where the hell are we? Where are the kids? Why is it so dark? Stupid ship!)' Taz ranted in Spanish, which only confused Up more. He knew basic Spanish but even though he had known Taz for twenty five years, her rants were so quick and heavily accented he could barely catch anything she said.
"Taz, repeat in English please! My head is killing me." Up groaned as he slumped against a wall of rock behind him. He heard Taz sigh angrily.
"I said, where de hell are we? And where de fudge are de kids? Idiota" to a stranger she would have sounded harsh, cruel even but Up knew that was her cover for when she was scared and worried. Looking around he couldn't see very much. He could just make out Taz's outline. They seemed to be trapped in some sort of hole in the ground. Gazing up, he noticed the sky was dark. It was probably the early hours of the morning. He looked back to Taz, his eyes where adjusting to the dark. She was leaning against the opposite wall and staying very still. She was concentrating on staring at her right thumbnail.
"Taz? You okay?" Up asked warily. He was worried. Normally when he and Taz where on missions it was impossible to keep Taz concentrated on anything, she was constantly moving. Even when they crashed in the past, Taz had always been first in the crew to leap into action, and start using her survival skills. She never sat about. She hated people who did that. She said it was a waste of a precious moment. So, now as he watched her slumped body he started to panic. As fear was about take over, she raised her eyes and met his through the darkness, creating a fusion of chocolate and sapphire.
"Where are de kids? Dey where on dey Starship with us" She mumbled as a tear leaked out her eye. Her normal stone mask had disappeared. Up rarely saw this side of Taz anymore. He hadn't see her this venerable since she was a fifteen year old cadet at the academy. Within seconds, he crawled over to her, and wrapped his arms around her small frame. Taz allowed herself to be embraced for a few seconds before she threw him off. In the blink of an eye, she was on her feet and started pacing. Her voice growled in her own high pitch.
"¿Dónde están? Espero que los estúpidos quemaduras piloto automático en los pozos ardientes del infierno! ¿Cómo podría la chapuza nos estrellamos, nos interrumpía incluso en una misión! ¿Dónde están mis hijos? ¿Están bien? Aunque Jay sobrevive al accidente, él no sería capaz de sobrevivir por su cuenta. ¡Maldito sea! (Where are they? I hope that stupid autopilot burns in the fiery pits of hell! How the fudge could we crash, we weren't even on a mission! Where are my babies? Are they okay? Even if Jay survives the crash, he wouldn't be able to survive on his own. Curse him!) Argh! Where de hell are we?" Her voice built to a strangled feral cry as she kicked the hard rock of the stone pit. Tears started to cascade down her cheeks as she started to violently sob. Up watched as the women he loved started to break down in front of him, for only the second time in his life. The first time being her fifteenth birthday. He watched in disbelief as she started to claw at the walls. He didn't know what to do. He wasn't used to a distressed Taz. Angry Taz? Hell yeah, he had marks to prove that but a distressed Taz? For dead-god sake he was used to doing the crying not the comforting. He did the only thing that he could think of; he grabbed her wrists gently and pulled them away from the wall.
"Taz, stop that! You're gonna hurt yourself" He drawled in his Alabama accent. Maybe if I act tough, she will return to her senses. However, she strangled against his grip. Their eyes met in a hard stare. Taz looked nearly completely savage.
"Let. Meh. Go." Her tone was dangerous even for Up. Then again she is Taz. This only made him grip tighter.
"No!" He said powerfully, standing his ground. "I'm not going to let you hurt yourself". This was not the answer Taz had wanted. Skilfully, she ran her legs around the small walls of the pit, turning Taz over Up's head. His arms crossed painfully and he was forced to let go. Although as Taz turned her back on him to face for the wall again, Up grabbed her from behind both arms wrapped strongly around her waist. As he yanked her away from the wall she began thrashing wildly, like a street cat.
"Tengo que salvar, me necesitan ... (I have to save them, they need me...) Let meh go Up!" Taz let out in a strangled wail of a cry. Up refused to let her go.
"Nah, Taz. I know they need us, but we need t'think rationally. We can't just start hurtin' ourselves for no good reason. D'you think that'll solve anythin'?" Up asked gently in his wife's ear. As he spoke he felt her body start to relax. She stopped thrashing and kicking and just let her legs hang. Up could feel his forearms begin to dampen with her fresh silent tears. She gulped before she spoke.
"They need us, and we're stuck in some hole, how is dat fair? Up jou can put meh down now, I promise I won't try to anyting" She spluttered. Up cautiously placed her on the ground again, worried in case she was lying. He turned her round to face him, placing his hands on her small but vicious shoulders, and stared into her doe shaped blurry eyes. It wasn't until moments like this that Up realised how small his wife actually was. To innocent bystanders she would look small and fragile but Up knew better. He knew that beneath her white tank top lay many battle scars, most of which he had seen her receive and consequently witnessed the death of any robot that caused one of her precious battle scars. From the way she was standing, her tank top was slightly raise revealing her stomach. Up could faintly make out the bottom of her oldest battle scar. It was a large wound from where the robots had tried to smash her open at her quinceanera. Oh, how he had enjoyed tearing those robots to pieces. "Up?". Taz's voice snapped him out of his daze.
"Taz? What's say we try and find a way out of here and find our kids, that doesn't involve ya shredding yer hands ta nothin'?" he drawled. She quickly nodded before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into a passionate kiss.
"Okay" she replied as she released him. She did always have to have the final word.
A/N: So that's the chapter. Sorry you had to wait so long, and it isn't even that long. Hopefully I will be back soon with some more Mac/Gus and some Megatoot. Anyway, I will, with any luck, update TSK at Hogwarts sometimes this week so keep a look out for that. Anyway please review, and until the next time ~ Takeawalk.