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"We're all clear Captain!" An alien calls from above, securing the sails. Amelia stands straight, hands folded behind her back as her ear twitches from time to time. Up ahead, Delbert carefully peeks over the edge, slightly shaking.

"Well my friend, are we ready to raise this creaking tub?" Amelia asks Mr Arrow, a slight grin on her face, her canines shinning. Mr Arrow looks towards her and nods, a small smile on his. "My pleasure Captain." He says, Amelia nods and looks towards the crew. "All hands to stations!"

Jim emerges from the gallery, (Y/N) still in his arms. A few aliens look towards them with raised brows, wondering why the girl was being carried. (Y/N) takes notice of the stares, and quickly squirms her way out of Jim's hold.

"Aw come onn!" The boy protests, trying to lift her up again. (Y/N) raises her hand and gently knocks it against his head affectionately. "Maybe next time you big baby." She says and begins to walk away, Jim looks towards her and smiles, silently following after her.

"Come one ya scurvy scum!" An alien women calls, racing around the deck, "I'll race ya!" She yells, a few other aliens following after her towards the beams, garbing ropes and tugging. "Loose all Solar Sails!" Mr Arrows voice calls from above, the other aliens nodding and doing as their told.

(Y/N) and Jim watch from below, leaning against a beam. (Y/N) crosses her arms against her chest gently, watching with curious eyes. She looks towards Jim slightly, and stares at his peaceful face.

It's not often that she got to see him so content, smiling without a care in the world. She stares at him with a fond smile, happy to see he's enjoying himself.

The human boy feels as if someone is watching him and looks towards his friend, flinching slightly, noticing that she's already looking at him. (Y/N) sends her friend a gentle smile and looks away, Jim still staring at her, but their attention is caught by Mr Arrow's booming voice.

"Heave up the braces, brace up!" Arrow calls towards the crew, quickly checking that everything is ready for sailing. The main sails are opened, and quickly light up as the sun hits them.

The rest of the sails are released, absorbing the suns light. Jim looks towards the mast, admiring the sails, (Y/N) doing the same.

Down below, an alien watches as three tubes gather power. He taps his fingers against the lever impatiently. Back above, the ship begins to rise slowly, the sails still gathering enough of the suns light.

Everything begins to lift off the ground, (Y/N) immediately grabbing hold of Jim, her arms around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist tightly. Jim looks towards his friend and laughs at her.

Delbert gasps as he's lifted off the ground, arms flailing around, trying to grab hold of something. Amelia and Arrow hover inches from the ground, unfazed. "Mr Zoff, engage artificial gravity." Amelia orders, an alien nods towards her, pushing down in a lever.

A faint purple light passes through the ship, everything falling back into place. Delbert falls on his face while Amelia and Arrow gently land on their feet. Jim lands on his feet, but due to his friend clutching onto him, the uneven balance knocks him over, (Y/N) landing next to him.

They both look at eachother, and Jim smirks, "Falling for me already I see." He says jokingly. (Y/N) rolls her eye's and sits up, "Not yet Jimmy." She says, patting him on the chest gently and getting up.

Jim looks at her with wide eyes, not expecting that response. He shakes his head and looks away with a blush, not willing to question it.

"South by Southwest Mr Turnbuckle, heading 2-1-0-0." Amelia calls out, an alien nodding along, "Aye Captain, 2-1-0-0!" He confirms, steering the ship. "Full speed Mr Arrow, if you please." The feline calls towards her first mate, who in turn nods along. "Take her away!"

The alien down below smirks at the order, and pushes the lever forward. Back on deck, Amelia plants her feet firmly on the ground, "Brace yourself Doctor." She calls out to Delbert, but he rolls his eyes. "Brace yourself.." The dog says snidely.

The ship was launched forward, Delbert is sent flying backwards, hitting the wall near the Captain and First mate, who barely look at him. (Y/N) holds onto the edge of the ship, stealing herself.

Jim pulls himself onto the netting before helping his friend up. The boy tries pulling her towards him to keep her steady, but she shakes him off, gripping the net with one hand as the other is outstretched. Jim smiles, but keeps a close eye on her.

The wind flaps harshly in both teens faces. A loud call catches their attention, looking to their right and noticing a flying whale next to the ship. It flies closely towards the two, looking at them before flying off.

"Upon my word, an Orcus Galatus!" Delbert says in awe, staring at the creatures with wide eyes, he leans over the edge of the ship, a camera in his hand. "Smile!"

Amelia looks at him with a raised brow. "Uh, Doctor! I'd stand clearโ€”!" But her warning is cut off by the whale sneezing, directly at Delbert.

The dog is covered in mucus, his camera slowly clicks, but he is frozen is shock. Amelia snickers quietly, shaking her head at the Doctor.

But the moment of peace is cut short when an deep voice cuts through the air, Amelia's smile drops to a scowl. "Ah! Tis a grand day for sailing Captain!" Silver calls out, staring up at the her, Morph at his side.

"And look at ya! Your as trim and as Bonny as a sloop!" He complements, taking his hat off and bowing his head slightly. "With new sails and a fresh coat of paint."

Amelia looks at the cook with a disinterested look, "You can keep that kind of film-flammery for your spaceport floozies, Silver." She says sharply, looking away.

Morph flies infront of Silver and shifts into a miniature version of the Captain and chants. "Spaceport floozies, spaceport floozies!"

Silver swats at him, scooping the creature with his hat, placing it atop his head. "You cut me to quick, Captain." He says with fake hurt. "I speaks nothin but me heart at all times."

He tries to argue, "Nothin but me heart." Morph mocks from inside the hat, causing Silver to slam his hand against it, trying to keep the creature quiet.

Amelia looks towards the netting, noticing the two teenagers hanging off it, (Y/N) swaying from side to side while Jim just stares at her with a fond smile. Amelia looks back at Silver with a raised brow.

"By the way, isn't that your Cabin boy and girl, aimlessly footling about in those shrouds?" Silver looks towards the two, a nervous look on his face. "Yep..it, oh..a momentary aberration, Cap'n, soon to be addressed." He assures, stalking towards the two.
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(Y/N) sways lightly, humming a small tune as she tries to enjoy the moment of bliss. She looks towards Jim and notices him starting at her with a soft gaze. She stops her humming and looks at him.

She tilts her head slightly, "Got something on my face jimmy?" She asks teasingly, a small grin on her face. Jim's eyes widen a bit before softening, eyes never leaving her, "You just look so beautiful, can't take my eyes off you.."

(Y/N)'s eyes widen, her grin falling, heat rushes to her cheeks and she looks away, bringing a hand up to block Jim's view. Jim chuckles lightly, about to speak but a voice cuts him off. "Jimbo! Lassie!"

Both teens turn towards the voice, finding Sliver walking towards them. They both jump down, (Y/N) still trying to compose herself.

"I got two friends I'd like you to meet!" He says happily. Jim and (Y/N) look around excitedly, wondering who they were about to meet, but their excitement is cut short when Silver pulls out a bucket and a mop.

"Mr mop.." he tosses the mop to Jim. "..and Mrs bucket!" He says happily, tossing the bucket to (Y/N).ย  Both teens look at eachother in annoyance. "Yippie.." they say at the same time, brows twitching in irritation.

Silver walks away and Jim sighs, walking away from the net, (Y/N) following. (Y/N) fills the bucket with soap and water and grabs a rag, Jim places his mop in the water and begins to clean the deck, (Y/N) wiping the rails.

"Yeah we got your Mr Mop.." he says with fake enthusiasm. "Sooner we get this done sooner we can go back to relaxing." (Y/N) says, trying to bring the mood up.

Jim grunts as an alien bumps into him harshly, knocking him over. (Y/N) quickly stables him, glaring daggers at the alien. "Watch it twerp." The alien says towards Jim, walking away.

Aliens can be heard muttering across the deck, causing both teens to look up curiously. "What are you looking at weirdos?" An alien growls towards the two, as the head on top of the body crawls off and onto a barrel. "Yeah..weirdos."

(Y/N) was about to answer, but a hiss from above catches her attention. An alien spider crawls down the beam, making his way infront of the two, his bright yellow eyes glaring at them. "Cabin boy and girls should learn to mind their business." He hisses, his pinchers clicking slightly.

"Your the one with the problem man." (Y/N) retorts, glaring back at the spider. "Got something to hide bright eyes?" She pushes, stepping closer to the arachnid.

The spiders glare hardens, he reaches out and grabs (Y/N) by the neck and pushes her onto a beam, his grip on her neck tightening. (Y/N)'s eyes widen, gasping for air as she claws at the spiders arm.

"Let her go!" Jim yells, reaching towards the alien, but gets pushed to the ground, hard. He groans I pain, looking up at his friend, who's grip loosens by the second, her eyes fluttering closed due to the lack of oxygen.

"Any last words, Cabin girl?" The spider hisses, his face inching towards (Y/N)'s. Just before he could do anything else, a metal arm reaches forward and grabs his pincher.

(Y/N) is dropped to the ground with a thud, gasping for air. Jim reaches forward and wraps her in his arms, his head buried in the crook of her neck, whispering soothing words to her.

Silver glances towards the two on the ground and his glare hardens before focusing back on the spider.

"Mr Scroop.." he starts, his voice calm. "You ever see what happens to a fresh purp.." he continues, still not looking at the spider. "..when you squeeze real hard?" He finishes, metal arm clenching around Scroops pincer. He screams in pain, trying to tug his arm out of the cyborgs grip.

"What's all this then?" Mr Arrows voice cuts through, catching everyone's attention. Silver let's go of Scroops arm and faces the First mate.

"You know the rules." Arrow starts, the crew forming a straight line. "They'll be no more brawling in this ship." The crew mumble in agreement.

"Any further offenders will be confined to the brig for the remainder of the voyage." He finishes explaining. Arrow turns to Scroop, eyes turning down.

"Am I clear Mr Scroop?" He says, face inching closer to the spiders, who in turn looks up with daggers in his eyes. "Transparently.."

Mr Arrow makes his way to his cabin, and the aliens go their separate ways. Silver turns towards the First mate and smiles. "We'll done Mr Arrow sir! A tight ships a happy ship, sir!"

As soon as Arrow is out of sight, Silver turns towards the two teenagers who lean against a beam, holding eachothers hands. "I have ya's a job!"

Jim looks at Silver in disbelief, "Hey! We were doing it until that bug thingโ€”!" He's cut off. "Belay that! Now I want this deck swabbed spotless!" He orders, (Y/N) grips her throat in irritation, the two mens voices growing louder. "And heavenly help you if I come back and it's notโ€”!" Silvers demands are cut off.

"Would you two just shut up?!" (Y/N) suddenly yells, catching the two off guard. "It wasnet our fault what happened, just lay off you overgrown tincan.." she trails off, noticing the two's bewildered expressions.

"..sorry." She says quickly, looking away. Silver looks at her, a smile breaking on his face, "I suppose this overgrown tincan does need to "lay off"." He says jokingly, causing both teens to let out a few chuckles.

"But that don't mean you's two's are off the hook." He says, the two teens look at eachother, shrugging their shoulders. "Morph!" Silver calls over the little creature.

"Keep an eye on these pups, let me know if there are anymore..distractions." He orders, looking between Jim and (Y/N).

Morph nods obediently, flying over and resting on (Y/N)'s shoulder, chirping happily. Jim laughs as (Y/N) scratches Morph gently.

"Welp, best let ya's get to work!" Silver says, walking away. Both teens pick up the mop and rag, getting back to work. But before Jim took place his mop in the bucket, Silver calls over.

"Oh and uh..Jimbo?" Jim looks over with a raised brow, Silver snickers slightly before continuing. "Ya might want to hurry up and tell Cima how you feel, er' smart mouth might get er' in serious trouble one day, so best to hurry it up.." he finishes, flashing Jim a wink and walking away.

Jim stands there with wide eyes, his cheeks a light pink. (Y/N) looks over at her friend in question. "You just gonna stand there or..?"

She trails off, snapping Jim out of his thoughts.ย  "I'm comming.." he says, shaking the embarrassment off and dipping his mop in the bucket, continuing to clean.

That old cyborg is going to be the death of him.

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