|𝟲|~𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝘆𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗴 ∙

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"I can't believe this.." I softly grumble to myself as me, Jim and Delbert make our way to the gallery, Mr Arrow following behind us.

"That women..that-that feline!" Delbert all but yells to himself, I watch him, amused at his stuttering. He's always been such a level headed person, so seeing him so riled up unable to form a solid sentence was quite hilarious. "Who does she think is working for whom??!"

I can hear Mr Arrow sigh deeply through his nose behind me. I turn back to him slightly, managing a small smile before gesturing to the two men infront of me, playfully rolling me eyes. He releases a small chuckle, before facing the front, me doing the same.

"It's (Y/N)'s map! And she's got us busting tables!" Jim groans, rolling his eyes and raising his hands in the air. I can feel my eye twitch as I dodge his flailing hands. I couldn't bare to hear these two complain a second longer. But before I could reach up and knock some sense into them, two hands made of rock rush past the sides of my face, gripping Jim and Delbert by the back of their necks.

"I will not tolerate a cross-word about meh Captain!" Mr Arrow says firmly, Jim and Delbert cringe slightly while I smirk. They shouldn't have said anything in the first place. "There is no finer Captain in this or any galaxy!" Arrow says once more, before releasing the two.

We all make our way down the rest of the stairs. As I reach the end I hear a small tune being whistled, quite well might I add. A man's back is turned towards us, seeming to be cutting different fruits and placing them into a pot. "Mr Silver." Arrow says, waiting for the man to turn around.

"Why Mr Arrow sir!" The man, Silver, perks up happily, his Irish accent thick. He turns a corner and makes his way towards us.
"Bringin' in such fine and distinguished gents.." his voice trails off as he sees me.

"..AH and a lovely young lassie to grace my humble gallery!" He finishes, before stepping out of the dark. When my eyes catch sight of him I feel myself go ridged.

"Cyborg.." I whisper in disbelief, taking in the robotic arm on display. One of his eyes was a normal brown color while the other was a deep red, more than likely a robotic eye. Jim looks at me, confused. I look to him slightly, not taking my eyes off the cyborg, and shake my head, making sure he knows nows not the time.

"Had I known, I'd have tucked in me shirt!" Silver continues in a playful manner. I slowly make my way towards Jim's side and grab his arm, squeezing it. Jim grabs my hand and holds it firmly. I turn my attention to Delbert, who seems unfazed by the possibly dangerous man infront of us.

"May I introduce Mr Doppler." Arrow begins, gesturing to Delbert, who takes a step forward. "The financier of our voyage.." Mr Arrow finishes, taking a step back to me and Jim's side.

Silver looks towards Delbert, taking in his attire. He smirks a bit, amused at the dogs strange choice of cloths.

"Love the outfit Doc.." Silver says teasingly, a red beam omits from his robotic eye. It trails over Delberts outfit, slowly making its way down. Delbert shifts uncomfortable, trying to cover himself up. "We'll, thank you..um.. love the eye" He says, trying to move away.

Suddenly, me and Jim are harshly tugged forward, Delbert shoving both of us infront of the half Cyborg half man. "This young man is Jim Hawkins and this young...um..lady is
(Y/N) (L/N)." I turn around and send a sharp glare towards Delbert. Just because I don't act like a lady does not mean I'm any less of one.

"Ah! Jimbo! Cima!" Silver addresses the both of us, with very unusual nicknames. He holds out his robotic arm, still having a few knives and forks sticking out of it. He takes his arm away sheepishly and turns it back to normal and holds it out again.

I hesitate for a moment, before placing my hand in his and shaking it. "Cima??" I ask curiously, staring up at the cyborg.

"Ay lass! Means your a treasure!" Silver says matter-of-factly. A small grin makes its way into my face, not to bothered by the nickname anymore. I feel Jim's eyes burning into the back of my head, but chose to ignore it. I let go of Silvers hand and make my way back to Jim's side, he wraps an arm around me, pulling me into him.

"Aw, now don't be too scared by this hunk of hardware Jimbo." Silver says, noticing Jim giving him a hateful look. I look towards Jim, not bothered to try and argue with him, I also feel a bit on edge with the man, but I don't want to make it noticeable.

Silver walks away towards a counter of food, and begins chopping up some shrimp and fish, quickly scooping them and dumping into a pot of stew. He takes out more vegetables and fruits, easily slicing them and moving them across the board with his normal hand.

He skillfully cuts, his hand moving dangerously close to the knife. He gasps in surprise as he lifts his sleeve, his arm not present. I raise my eyebrows at the little show, finding it quite funny. His arm rolls out from the inside of his sleeve, a proud look on his face.

"These gears have been tough gettin used to.." he admits, grabbing three eggs and cracking them into a bowl, "..but they do come in mighty handy from time to time." He finishes, cracking the eggs and putting them into a pan.

He changes his hand into a flamethrower and walks over to a large pot, the flames keeping the pan up. He tosses the pan in the air and catches it, his robotic hand now normal.

Silver places it into the pot and begins adding seasoning and different flavorings. He grabs a ladle and tastes the stew, grinning in satisfaction. He scoops up three bowls and fills them to the rim with stew before handing the bowls towards the three of us. "Now, have a taste of me famous bonzabeast stew."

Delbert gently takes it into his paws, and Jim grabs one hesitantly. I look towards Silver, him giving me an encouraging nod. I take the stew into my own hands. Delbert sniffs the stew for a moment before taking a small sip, he pulls away from the stew, a satisfied smile on his face. "Hmm! Delightfully tangy, yet robust.." he complements before taking another sip.

"Old family recipe!" Silver replies, a slight smirk on his lips. Delbert suddenly yells, causing me to jump back slightly, quickly trying to stable my stew from spilling. I look over and see a eye floating at the top of his stew. Gross..

"In fact, that was part of the old family!" Silver bellows a laugh, holding his stomach. He wraps an arm around Delberts shoulder, wiping away a tear. " ahhhh I'm just messing with ya Doc." He says in a joking matter. "I'm nothing if I ain't a kidder."

He looks towards both me and Jim, who barely touched our stews. He gestures towards the bowls, "Go on Jimbo, Cima.." Jim looks towards his stew, about to take a sip, if it wasnet for his spoon turning into a pink blob.

It swallows Jim's stew whole, before making its way towards mine and doing the same, letting out a small burp. I stare at the creature, baffled, as it flies around my head before returning to Jim's side.

"Morph!" Silver scolds lightly, looking at the pink creature. "You jiggled headed blob of mischief!" He continues playfully, scratching the creature under its chin. Jim looks at Morph, a genuine smile finally makes its way into his face.

"What is that thing??" Jim laughs out, looking towards me before setting his eyes back on morph. I stare at the creature, a small smile on my face as Morph mimicked Jim's voice, "What is that thing??"

"He's a Morph" Solver replies. Jim holds out a finger, and Morph shifts into a miniature version of him, staring at him. They both lean in at the same time, just as Morph shifts back and licks Jim's face and flying away, giggling.
"I saved the little shape-shifter on Proteus 1." Silver continues, scratching Morph under the chin.

"He took a shine to me." He says as Morph nuzzles his cheek. "Been together ever since." He concludes, smiling softly at the creature.

"We're about to get underway!" Mr Arrow interjects. "Would you like to observe the launch Doctor?" He turns towards Delbert in question. Delbert looks up at the man, his eyes twinkling with stars.

"Would I?!" He asks to no one in particular. "Does and active galactic nucleus have superluminal jets?" He playfully questions. Mr Arrow stares at him, a bored look plastered across his face, not wanting to answer the

dog-man's question. "..I'll follow you." Delbert says sheepishly.

Before me and Jim could take a step forward to go watch the launch, Mr Arrow spoke up. "Mr Hawkins and Ms (L/N) will stay here in your charge, Mr Silver." Silver coughs a few time, turning towards the First mate, trying to come up with something to say, meanwhile Jim was trying to do the same.

"Beggin ya pardon sir! But—" Silver is cut off, "Captains orders!" Arrow yells, not ready to deal with the man's nagging. "See to it that the new cabin boy and girl are kept busy." He orders before leaving, Delbert tripping after him.

"Aw but no!"
"No you can't—!"
They both begin to complain but stop, realizing it's useless. I look between the two as they both drag their hands against their faces. I smile in amusement, ignoring Jim's glare and make my way towards an empty counter, sitting atop it.

"So..Captains put the two of ya's with me, eh?" Silver tries to lighten the mood, but fails. "Whatever." Jim sighs, walking around Silver and making his way towards me. Silver watches him for a moment before perking up and speaking again.

"We'll..who be a humble cyborg to argue with a captain." He shrugs, making his way towards his uncut vegetables. "Yeah..." I say, trailing off as I glance at Jim, shrugging my shoulders, not knowing what to say. He makes his way towards a bowl of purps, and picks one up.

"These purps remind me of the ones back home, right (Y/N)?" Jim says loudly, hinting towards me. I look towards him, my eyes widening before deciding to play along.
"Yeah your right, the ones back on Montressor, weird." I say, cringing slightly at my choice of words, but neither Jim nor Silver notice.

"You ever been there?" I ask Silver, tilting my head slightly towards the large cyborg. He glances back at me. "Cant say I have Cima." He replies, nonchalantly. Jim bites into the purp, the juice slightly dripping down his chin before he wipes it away.

"Come to think of it.." Jim starts, glancing towards Silver, still biting into the purple fruit. "..just before we left, we met this old guy." He says carefully. Silver Jim's in thought, not looking towards either of us. Jim continues, "He was looking for this cyborg buddy of his."

"Is that so?" Silver replies, still not looking at us. "Yeah." Me and Jim say at the same time, eyes slightly glaring at Silvers back. "What was that old salamanders name again?" I think out loud, placing my chin in my hands in thought, carefully watching the cyborg. "Billy..somethinggg.."

"Oh yeah!" Jim says, pretending to remember the name. "Bones. Billy bones, ever met him?" I watch as Silver stops moving altogether, pausing to think. "Bones? Boneeesss?" He drags out, slightly smiling before smirking and shrugging his shoulders.

"Cant say I have, must've been a different cyborg." He replies, slamming the pot down, not caring about it spilling. "There's a slew of cyborgs roamin this port." He says with a wink. A whistle is heard from the top deck, making our heads turn.

"Prepare for cast off!" Mr Arrows voice booms from above, shouting orders towards those on deck. I feel a rush of excitement take over me, quickly hopping off the counter and trying to peak from the top of the stairs. Silver looks towards me with a slight smile before turning towards Jim. "Off with you lad, watch the launch. Best take the lass with ya, seems she might spring out of 'er boots any minute."

Jim looks towards me, chucking slightly before comming up behind me and bending down. He grabs me beneath my knees and picks me up, his other hand supporting my back. I yelp quickly and rush to put my arms around his neck. He laughs at my reaction, the vibrations from his chest reaching mine, sending a shiver down my spine.

Jim begins to carry me up the stairs, I take a glance behind his shoulder and see Silver still standing there with Morph floating near his head, smiling softly. I reach my hand up and wave slightly to the two, before turning back and facing Jim, who was watching me with a smirk. "What?" I laugh lightly, his smirk only widens. "Who knew you'd look less like a brute being carried like this."

"...I will hit you." I say bluntly, not finding his joke funny. Jim chuckles nervously before facing the front "Ehe..sorry.."
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3rd person POV

Silver watches silently as he watches both Jim and (Y/N) exit the gallery, his smile dropping and being replaced with a glare. Morph silently flies around his head, chirping happily.

The cyborg hands the floating creature a cracker, to which Morph happily takes and nibbles on. "We best be keepin' a sharp eye them two, eh Morph?" He lowly says to the pink blob, his eyes turning to slits.

Silver reaches forward and gently rubs underneath Morphs chin, causing the creature to hum happily. The cyborg shakes his head lightly and sighs, he wasent prepared to have two meddling kids ruin his plans.

"Wouldn't want them strayin' into things they shouldn't.." he trails off, eyes still focused on the bottom of the staircase.

Silver was prepared to cut down anyone who tried to take what was rightfully his..

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