That was the most bizarre dream I ever had! I can't stop thinking about it as I step out into the sitting room ready to start the day. My shoulder still hurts a bit, but that hardly matters. I was in a cavalry charge! Suddenly I notice the stateroom is a little too, peaceful. Where's Jack? And more importantly, where's Killian? They're both gone, but I'm sure it's nothing, he probably just took Killian for a walk or something.
Suddenly the door to our stateroom flies open, revealing a disheveled and panting Marconi operator. "What happened?" I ask him, he pants for a minute before finally managing to say "Killian is loose... on the ship... I searched everywhere but... I can't find him!". The dog is missing? What if he falls overboard? I can hardly imagine what that ruffian would do to us if she discovered we lost her precious little scotty, she loves that thing like it's her child! I approach Jack "Does she know?" I ask in a hushed voice. He shakes his head "No, I wanted to catch him before she found out. She's working!" he tells me.
I want to slap him "Do you realize that means she could be anywhere? What if she sees him before we do?". His eyes grow wide "Bloody hell! We need to find him then!" he says, oh he's so bright! I step out into the hallway with him, closing and locking our stateroom door behind us. We don't need Thomas the cat getting loose, or worse yet, her little Canary. We begin walking down the hallway "Where should we look first?" Jack asks. I am really wanting to hurt him, but I control myself "Jack, where was the last place you had him?".
Jack tells me he had him on the boat deck, so that's where we begin our search. We look everywhere, by the lifeboat davits, under benches and deck chairs. That dog has to be around here somewhere! I try not to think about the small dog slipping under the rails and falling 11 stories off the side of the ship, he's a smart scotty! He'd know better than to jump right? Right?
"GOTCHA!" Jack says, I see him grab the black ball of fur. It wriggles in his arms before biting his hand, causing him to let it go. Must I do everything? I sprint down the deck after the dog, carefully trying not to pump into any of the passengers walking around. Suddenly a couple walks out from the grand staircase entrance and the dog bolts through the door between their legs. Jack is right behind me as we watch the dog bound down the staircase and vanish out of sight. I notice him nursing his hand and a glance at it shows that the stupid dog didn't even draw any blood! He just nipped him!
So we're on A deck now, because I don't think the dog went down any other staircases. Where could he have gone from here? We traverse the hallways until we come across the first class smoking room. Or at least, that's what it used to be! Entering the room now, it's been turned into a bar and casino! There are televisions showing horse races, and men sitting at odd machines pulling levers, and there are poker tables! I can hardly believe my eyes! Of course, the room design itself still appears to be the same, the fireplace is still there with the portrait I stared at while I awaited my fate. Being in the room again actually startles me, and Killian doesn't appear to be in here anyway, we move on.
Next room we come across used to be the reading and writing room, which I was going to change anyway, but once again modern technology has beat me to it! They've turned it into a recreational sort of room, and I believe we just walked in on a yoga class. Luckily for Jack and I, everybody is too busy humming with their eyes closed to notice us, so we back out of the room. The dog wouldn't have been able to get in there, so where could he have gone?
A few twists and turns later and we're in the first class lounge. This I believe is the only room that hasn't change, not even a little bit! The only difference is that people are sitting around in the plush chairs on their laptops. I notice a sign on the wall that says free wifi access here, brilliant! As we walk through the room I notice a black shape dart underneath a table! Ah ha! I've found the little beast! I creep up to the table slowly, before quickly reaching under and trying to grab the dog's collar. It slips just out of reach and Killian darts out from under the table and begins racing for another door. Oh no he doesn't! We're not going to spend all day chasing him!
Me and Jack begin chasing him around the room, drawing the attention of pretty much everyone. With a final leap Jack manages to tackle the dog, and this time he doesn't let him go. He smiles broadly "Got him!" he says proudly. I sigh, thank god that's over! Now to get him back before Gabby "Hey, you aren't supposed to have dogs in here!", oh you've got to be kidding me.
The delinquent looks at us, tapping her foot with her arms crossed over her chest, and looking incredibly sour. Jack smiles sheepishly up at her "Hello sweetheart!" he says, approaching her. She rolls her eyes "You are going to get my fired I swear! Get Killian back in the stateroom. And next time he needs to go you call a steward to walk him! Understand?" she asks. We both nod and she waves her hand "Now get lost, I'm trying to do my job!". She doesn't need to tell us twice! We practically sprint back to our stateroom, with Killian under Jack's arm like a football.
When we finally make it there Jack plops Killian on the floor before going into his room, saying he needs a nap. I don't blame him for wanting to sleep, but after all that running, I'm covering in sweat and I'd rather like to wash it off. I decide now is the perfect time to investigate modern technology in the bathroom of our stateroom! I go into my stateroom and lay out a fresh pair of clothes before crossing the sitting room and going in the bathroom. I shut the door and face the shower, the delinquent taught me how to use it back at her apartment and I must say it's a miraculous invention! Much better than bathing, that took so much effort!
I turn on the water and set it to the right temperature before stripping myself of my sweat soaked clothing and stepping in. Finally some peace from Jack, and the ruffian, and most importantly, her equally devious animals. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I might actually take advantage of the Titanic this time around, I wouldn't mind investigating that casino I saw, or taking a book down to the lounge and just, relaxing. I shampoo my hair, rinse it out, then decide I'm clean enough. I got all the sweat off, and now I smell like, I check the shampoo bottle, alright then, I smell like cherries. I'm going to need to ask the delinquent for some better scents than cherries. It's so, feminine.
Stepping out of the shower, I look around for a towel, but I can't find one. Oh great, Jack must have taken the towel last night when I fell asleep. You'd think there would be two towels in a bathroom that is shared by two people. Suddenly I look down, I'm standing on the second towel. I can't help but groan, Jack must have flooded the bathroom last night and he used the spare towel to sop up his mess! That means I'm going to have to go into my bedroom, and hope there's another towel or blanket in the closet over there. I'm not too worried though, Jack's sleeping!
Opening the bathroom door, I step out. Almost there! Just a few more feet! "Oh, My, God", I turn sharply and nearly faint when I see Gabby standing there, staring at me wide eyed with her jaw dropped open. The corners of her mouth twitch, as though she's not sure whether to smile or not. I have nothing to cover myself up with! I try to cover up with my hands but it's too late, she's already seen anything. The poor girl has turned completely red in the face, so red that she'd probably make a tomato jealous. I must be equally as red, I'm so shocked though I don't know if I can move. I have to move though!
She takes the initiative to turn around so she isn't looking anymore. I begin inching my way towards my bedroom, trying to explain "I uh, Jack used all the towels and..." she snaps at me "JUST GO PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!". Although she's insane, there was one thing I gave her credit for, she was innocent! She'd never seen a man's, well, I'm not going to think about it! But I believe I've scarred the poor girl for life.
I quickly make a mad dash for my bedroom and slam the door shurt. I'm so, ashamed! Well, should I be ashamed? I'm not entirely sure what to think. All I know is the delinquent just walked in on me butt naked, and I can already tell nothing's going to be the same between us again. How can it be, after, after she saw, that?
Numbly I use the towel to dry off, although most of the water dripped all over the floor while I was paralyzed outside. When I'm finally dressed I step out, the poor girl is still where I left her standing, only now she's sitting petting Thomas the cat. I clear my throat and she looks up at me, blushing. "I er, um, I apologize for, that you um, had to see that" I tell her, that was a horrible apology. She nods to me "It's, it's fine" she finally says. Suddenly Jack walks out of his bedroom, rubbing his eyes "Why's there a giant wet spot on the floor? Oh Killian I just walked you!" he says.
Poor Jack, he just missed everything. But that's a good thing, I wouldn't have wanted him to see that! Oh I've just ruined his fiance! Gabby stands and walks over to him "It's just water darling" she tells him quietly. He wraps his arms around her "I'm sorry Killian got loose. Do you forgive me?" he asks. She makes some sort of murmur to say she does, and he smiles "Well then, how about when you get off of work we go for a walk around the deck?" he asks. She shakes her head "How about a nap?" she asks "I didn't, sleep well last night" she looks at me "And there's no heat in my room".
Jack tells her she can come sleep in our room once she gets out and she thanks him before leaving. She says bye to me, but she's looking down. Oh god what am I going to do? She'll get over it! Or not, I don't think I'll be able to get over it! Helen would be fuming mad if she found out another woman saw, I feel like crying! I sit down on the couch and turn on the television, the cupcake show is on. Thank god! I need to unwind a little bit! Actually, I need to unwind a lot! The ruffian seeing me naked, the world just might end tonight! We have to go to first class dinner!
The ruffian fell asleep in Jack's room when she got off of work at 3, and now it's nearly 5:30! We have to report for dinner in half an hour! Jack is too busy fussing with his bow tie, so I suppose that means I have to be the one to wake the delinquent. I try one more time to convince Jack to wake her, after what happened earlier I don't want to face her again, but he waves me off "You do it, I'm busy!" he tells me. What a charming, doting fiance he is!
Quietly, I open the door and peer into Jack's room. The Marconi operator is a slob, his suitcase still lies open on the floor with piles of clothing heaping out of it. Is it really too difficult to unpack? I feel a bit of anger rise up when I spot one of the bathroom towels strewn carelessly on the floor. That boy and that towel have caused me a lot of grief tonight!
"Gabby" I whisper, shaking her shoulder gently. She buries her face into the pillow and I roll her eyes before shaking her again "Come on we have to go to dinner now!" I tell her. She takes a deep breath before her brown eyes blink open "What?" she asks me in a confused haze. I repeat that we have to go to dinner and she yawns "Oh". She sits up and turns on a light, looking me over "You know, you're um, you're still pretty good looking for being 40" she tells me. I huff "39!" I correct, I am most certainly not 40! Not yet!
She rolls her eyes "Oh like it matters!" she tells me, throwing the blankets off her body and sitting on the edge of the bed. She pats the spot next to her "Sit down for a second Mr. Modesty, we gonna have a little chat" she tells me. I'm dreading whatever she has to say, but I obey her wishes and sit stiffly beside her. She laughs lightly at me "You don't have to be upset about today alright? We'll just pretend it didn't happen" she tells me. I nod in agreement, I'd be for the best if we pretended it didn't happen. She nudges me "You know, I have pretty bad memory sometimes anyway" she tells me "In a few days, I probably won't even remember seeing it". I relax, that's reassuring isn't it?
Finally she gets up, standing in front of me "So Thomas, you mentioned dinner?" she asks. I nod and stand, she smiles brightly "Well then let's go meet all the famous people from the 21st century!". Wait a minute, she fooled me! She got me all relaxed, and now she's dragging me to, to meet the first class! I don't want to meet them!
Jack has finally gotten his bow tie just right and he smiles brightly at the delinquent "Are you ready to go sweetheart?" he asks. She gives him a funny look "I'm still in my uniform. Give me 10 minutes to change" she tells him with a peck on the cheek. She leaves our stateroom and Jack and I sit down to watch television until she returns. They're about to announce who won Iron Chef when she returns. Jack looks even more excited, she's wearing the modern version of a dinner dress.
At least it's modest length! Falling to about halfway up her calf, and it's black, not some sort of insane color or pattern! Just plain and simply, black! She smiles and takes Jack's arm, he cleans up rather nicely too! With his hair combed and wearing his dinner jacket, he could have passed for a gentleman in first class back in 1912! I wonder what we'll pass for in 2012!
As we get to the grand staircase, already I'm slightly nervous. There are people with cameras, snapping pictures of us as we head down to the first class dining saloon. They don't seem as interested in us though as they do in the people behind us. Probably because we're not movies stars or celebrities, however I notice with great distress that some people are saying to each other "Hey, doesn't that guy look like Thomas Andrews?". Oh no, this is a ship full of Titanic enthusiasts! What if they recognize us? Will they believe that we are the real people, or will they lock us in an insane asylum for claiming that we're two people who died 100 years ago that got here by time travel and magical shooting stars?
We reach the reception room and my nerves only continue to escalate. This isn't unlike the real Titanic, some of these women are wearing long flowing gowns, similar to what they would have worn 100 years ago. And the gentlemen, they're all dressed exactly the way they would have been 100 years ago! It's eerie how similar this all this! Jack doesn't seem to notice the similarities, and of course he wouldn't! He never dined with the first class, never really even saw them! So what would he know! This is probably the first time he's ever even seen this room, let alone been in it!
Suddenly an older looking man confronts us and Gabby shakes his hand excitedly "Wow! It's an honor to meet you sir!" she tells him. Who is this man? Some sort of millionaire? She turns to Jack and I smiling "Jack, Thomas, this is James Cameron!". James Cameron, where have I heard that name before, suddenly it hits me, like a brick! This is the name I saw in the Titanic trailer! This is the man responsible for, for everything! Jack shakes his hand, and then it's my turn. What to do, what to say.
I decide to be a little devious, I want to test this man! This man who thinks he knows all there is to know! I take the man's hand, shaking it and I proudly state "Thomas Andrews, designer of the RMS Titanic. It's a pleasure to meet you sir". The man before me suddenly pales, as though he recognizes me, and if he's done his research, I'm sure he does recognize me. Jack huffs "Hey! You don't get all the credit Mr. Andrews! I was in charge of the Marconi Equipment!" he whines!
Mr. Cameron looks over at him "John Phillips?" he asks, the young man nods cheerfully "Yep! Isn't time travel a marvelous thing?" he asks. The man shakes his head and laughs "I see, you're actors! Well I must say you've done a pretty good job portraying them. You had me! I mean, it's uncanny how much you look like the real people!". Gabby speaks up "I assure you Mr. Cameron, they are the real people", she's so serious about it, he stops laughing. He stares at Jack and I for a long moment before saying "I'd like proof. Come with me please" he says.
Jack whines that he wants dinner, my stomach is too knotted to think about food. What have I done? We've just given ourselves away! I blame my slightly throbbing shoulder for my poor judgement! James Cameron leads us all the way to the ship's hospital, where he pulls a nurse over "I'd like you to take blood samples from both of these men, carefully label them! And then send them to the lab for a DNA test".
I won't fight, especially when they're sticking a rather large needle into my arm. Jack on the other hand, is frantic as the nurse tries to draw his blood "I just want dinner! That's all I want lady! Please! I'm traveling first class! I'll buy you something nice! Just don't, don't AH!" she got him with the needle. I sigh "Jack just let them do their job please" I tell him. When they have our blood Mr. Cameron tells Gabby to meet him back here with us in the morning, because that's when they'll have the results.
Now it's finally time for dinner! By the time we get there, they're already serving the 2nd course! Jack and the delinquent don't seem to care, they dig right into their food the minute they're seated. I on the other hand, barely touch my food. What will the blood results say, will they say we are Thomas Andrews and Jack Phillips? And if the tests do show that we are those people, people who are supposed to have been dead 100 years, what will happen to us? I don't want to find out, but I have no choice. Tomorrow morning, I'll either be locked up, or made a celebrity. Which is worse?
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