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Joel: Thanks Allybalybee for correcting Fran! She fixed that mistake and I have tortured her with make-up. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Fran: ...
The fresh smell of sea-salt air met the excited Amy's nose. The sea looked beautiful, its calm blue waters catching the moonlight perfectly.
"That's the ship," Julia called, pointing at a mahogany vessel, "my son should still be waiting in there."
"Why would your son not be waiting there in the first place?" Amy asked, shifting the heavy bag in her shoulders. The trip to the docks was short, but the effort to get there was taking its toll.
Julia didn't answer. She merely walked towards the ship, a slight frown in her face. Amy looked at Sally, and a questioning look was on her face as well.
A young boy was busy looking at the small buildings and roads in front of the ship. He was supposed to be on the lookout for Lady Julia if she decided to come early, by order of the captain, of course. His ears twitched irritably at the raucous music and lewd shouts that was held aboard Freedom, the gorgeous ship he was currently on board. Can't they lower their singing or something?
"Any sign, Tails?" roared a fellow crew member. Tails merely waved his hand in a 'no' fashion, still keeping his sharp eyes on the roads. He'd rather not look at the 'party' that the captain was hosting; one of those scenes would probably scar him for quite a while, just like...
"...just like that time..." he mumbled out, feeling rather sleepy. Yawning widely, he placed his head on the hard wood, succumbing to slumber. He knew he was supposed to look out for Lady Julia for the captain's sake, but...
'Just...sleepy...'
Ignoring his thoughts about his future punishment for disobeying, Tails' eyes closed, exactly at the same time when Lady Julia and her friends came into view.
"What is all that noise?" Amy asked quietly, looking apprehensiely at the ship. Peering over her glasses, she saw the word Freedom beautifully painted on its side. On the ship's deck, lots of lights were seen and brutish voices were heard, singing and shouting.
"Oh no..." Julia muttered, taking quick strides towards the ship. Slightly surprised, Amy and Sally followed suit, making the best speed they could with their bags burdening them. In a few moments, they were right in front of the ship.
"Miles!" Julia barked out, looking up. Both women looked and saw a small boy fox dozing off on the ship's edge. At the sound of his name, the fox jumped in surprise. His fur seemed to wilt at the sight of the blue hedgehog, and was that fear in his face?
"Uhh, hello, milady. How are you..?" he asked timidly, his soft voice barely heard above the din behind him. He sheepishly plucked at his white shirt.
"Let the bridge down this instant, do you hear me?!" Lady Julia commanded, a stern look on her face. The boy immediately nodded and disappeared from view. "Thomas, how could you..?"
"Thomas?" Sally said, her brows furrowed in thought. "Is he your son?"
Julia nodded. A few moments passed by in silence.
Sally scratched her chin slightly, thinking. "Why are you angry? Your son is only having a party of his own, it seems. He can't have fun?"
"His idea of 'fun' is very different from your ideas, Miss Acorn." mumbled the blue female, tapping her feet with impatience. "That fox is taking a while..."
Coughing nervously, Amy timidly began to ask "Just what kind of 'fun' does your son..?" but at that moment the bridge was cast down, the tip at their feet.
"Come in." Tails mumbled, bowing rather clumsily. As they were boarding the ship, Amy noticed that the din was quieter, perhaps too quiet.
As soon as she stepped on the ship, Amy was pleased at the vessel. It looked well-tended and polished, its mahogany wood looking superb. The ship was vast.
"Umm..." Sally mumbled out, casting her eyes down on the wooden floor. Amy, entraced by the ship's beauty, didn't notice the other members aboard. A strong smell of alcohol and pipe-weed pervaded the air, completely banishing the sea smell. A few members were passed out all over the deck, looks of intoxication on their faces. The others, still influenced by the drugs they consumed, hid in a most conspicuous way. 'This was a party..?'
"Miles!" Julia called out, a tone of anger in her voice. The fox, attempting to sneak away from the scene, stopped in his tracks and made his way to Julia quickly.
"Yes, ma'am?" he asked in the same soft voice he used previously.
"Where's Thomas?" she asked, her face stony. Miles only shifted a bit, looking down at the floor.
"Umm..."
"I'll go look for your son, Julia." Amy quipped, setting down her bags immediately and sped to the cabin door. Opening the door, she failed to hear Tails' warning about the sight she would see.
It was almost a maze. Many doors were in each side of the walls, and some places led downstairs. At the very end of the hall, a richly carved door was seen, plaited with gold. 'That must be the captain's room.'
Making her way to the door, Amy shifted her glasses in a better position, and she tucked her long hair behind her. She didn't want to look bad in front of a complete stranger. Grabbing the bronze handle, Amy slowly twisted it and opened the door.
The captain was delighted to hear his mother suggest to him that she wanted to take a break from all the traveling. He was willing to take her to her birthland, wanting to please her. Julia did so many good things for him, throughout his childhood and the present time. But there was another reason why he was glad that his mother wanted to take a break: he can have his time for himself, and, of course, the crew.
'Tails will let us know if mother comes,' he assured himself. Sure, the boy was shy, but he was very loyal to the captain for many reasons. Just like the other members of his crew...
"Well, 'Sonic', are we gonna get on with it or what?" a female racoon chuckled. She sat on his lap, pressing against him in a most sensuous manner. Sonic grinned and stroked the girl on his lap, his emerald eyes boring into her physical qualities. He drew some smoke from the pipe, the hemp leaves having a calming effect on him.
He hired her for his 'pleasure', and he wasn't disappointed. She was witty and her body was supple, hidden behind tattered clothes. Drawing more smoke, he set it aside and carried the whore bridal-style to his bed. The racoon was busy working on his shirt, wanting to do what she was payed to do. As soon as he set her down, he too was working on getting rid of her clothes, the carnal desire filling him. Little did he know that an intruder would interrupt them in a few moments.
Amy expected to see the captain sitting on the chair she just saw, but didn't. The smell of pipe-weed reeked here as well. The wood in here, just like the rest of the ship, was highly polished, and furniture with intricate carvings were placed alongside the walls. As soon as she took her first step into the room, a strange noise was heard near the bed area. Amy saw the sheet covers strewn about, but no one lay upon the bed. The strange shuffling sounds still continued, and her curiosity overwhelmed her. Stepping slowly, she nearly reached the bed and softly called out "Thomas".
"Ah, shit," a gruff voice groaned out. A soft moaning sound acommpanied the statement. Amy froze. Just what was happening in here?
'Maybe the captain is sick or something...In that case, I must help!'
Closing the distance between the bed, Amy peered over that piece of furniture and saw...
"Who the hell are you?!"
The shout startled the pink hedgehog, and she immediately backed away towards the door, her eyes shut. On the other side of the messy bed rose two forms, the people Amy just saw in a most strange position.
"I am sorry!" she yelped out, fidgeting horribly. "I didn't know that..!"
"Well, you're not SUPPOSED to know, that was the whole point of all this, wench!" the male snarled. Amy heard the sounds of clothes being shifted, knowing that the the two were placing them on.
"I thought you said no one would interrupt us, Sonic." the female mumbled out.
"I thought so too." he replied. "When I get my hands on that fox..!"
Amy remained silent, her eyes still turned away from the place.
"You can look now, you know." an annoyed voice said.
Opening her eyes a bit, she saw a female raccoon with tattered clothes next to a finely dressed blue hedgehog.
"I'll be goin' now." the female raccoon said, walking past Amy with a huff. Amy just bowed down her head, and she twiddled her thumbs.
"Now look what you did." the hedgehog growled. Amy's attention snapped back to the individual. The hedgehog's blue fur gleamed with moonlight, and his emerald eyes glared at her own. "You just ruined my night!"
"Are you...Thomas?" Amy asked meekly, backing down from his stare. Her gaze was now for the floor.
He scoffed. "Yeah...man, who uses my real name, only my mom..." He trailed off, a look of horror on his face. "How did you know my name?"
"Your mother told me." she replied. "She wanted to leave early and couldn't find you, so I decided to do just that."
"So mother's here, huh?" Even though his voice was calm, she still was able to detect a hint of terror in his tone.
"Yes, she is."
Both hedgehogs looked at the door and saw the lady Julia, a look of disappointment on her face.
The captain walked up to her and smiled sheepishly. "Hello, mother."
Note: The characters will be OC now and then, but they'll still have some original traits. Please review!