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After checking up on Jim and (Y/N) one last time, Silver makes his way down to the gallery, his hat tilted slightly, covering his eyes. The crew were all gathered below, chatting and murmuring amongst one another.

The aliens quiet down once noticing the cyborg. They watch him carefully as he makes his way towards a table, standing behind it. He looks up, a wide smile on his face. "So.." he starts, looking around the room. "..we're all here then."

And alien brushes past him, giving a quick apology before taking a seat. Silver looks towards the crowd of aliens, all slowly relaxing and smiling back at him. "Fine.." he starts again, "..now if you pardon my plain speaking gentleman." He continues, pacing around the table slowly. "Are you all.." he stops for a moment, lifting his head up and glaring dangerously at the crew.

"STARK-RAVIN TOTALLY BLINKING DAFT?!" Silver yells with all his might, his arm becoming a sword and he brings it down on the crew, swinging at their heads. They all
miss the tip of the sword by seconds, cowering away from the angry man.

"After all me finagling gettin us hired as an upstanding crew..!" He yells, turning his arm back to normal and placing them on the table. "You want to blow the whole mutiny before it's time?!" His question was more of a demand, he turns to Scroop, glaring at the spider, who in turn rolls his eyes.

"Those two rats were sniffin' about.." Scroop trails off, trying to reason with his Captain. Silver walks closer to him, their faces inches apart. "You just stick to the plan, you
bug-brained twit!" He yells, "You nearly broke the girls neck!"

Scroop raises a brow at Silver's last remark, about to question him, but decides against it remembering how his Captain nearly snapped off his pincer. He gently grabs his pincer with the other, backing away. "..Aye Cap'n." Silver looks to Scroop one last time before facing the rest of his crew.

"As for those two..I'll run em so ragged they won't have time to think." He states, a wide grin pressing on his lips. The crew nods, and they continue their meeting, discussing their next move.
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Back on deck

Jim continues to mop, sighing every few minutes. He turns his head slightly towards
(Y/N), watching as she scrubbed the railings of the ship as she hummed a tune. He takes a step forward, wanting to ask her to ditch cleaning with him.

Before he could walk to her, a small pink blob flies infront of him, blocking his view. Morph chitters continuously, flying around Jim's head, who tries to swat at him. "What??" Jim demands, trying to make his way around the creature and reach his friend.

Morph shifts into a minute figure of (Y/N), catching Jim's attention. He leans against his mop and nods his head, silently telling the alien to continue. The mini (Y/N) walks towards Jim and leans down so their faces are inches apart, Jim backing away slightly with a light blush. Mini (Y/N) tilts her head and places a small kiss on his cheek, making his eyes widen.

"Morph!" Jim yells, his face completely red, looking away. Morph shifts back to normal and laughs at the boy, his little chitters catching the attention of a certain (H/C) girl. (Y/N) turns towards the two, watching silently as Jim bends down slightly, both hands on his cheeks, and the little pink blob floating next to him, chirping away.

"You alright over there?" The girl questions her friend with a smirk, bending down slightly to get a better look of his face. Jim, having calmed down a bit, turns towards her and gives her a light laugh, "Y-yes of course. Just Morph being a stinker." He says, making (Y/N) laugh.
"Of course he is." She says with a roll of her eyes.

Jim stands straight and stares at his friend, causing her to do the same. They stare at eachother for a good few seconds, small smiles on their faces, but their moment is cut short by Morph's gurgling. They look towards him with confusion written all over their faces.

Morph shifts into Silver, pointing thirds the two and silently ordering them to get back to work. "Back to work I guess.." (Y/N) says with a sigh, Jim looks towards her and roles his eyes. He frowns and throws his head back with a groan. (Y/N) shakes her head, laughing.

"Best day ever?" Jim asks sarcastically, causing his friend to roll her eyes. "Making new friends like that spider psycho." She groans, wiggling her fingers emphasizing her point. Morph quickly shifts into Scroop and brings his arms over his head, chanting. "Spider psycho, spider psycho!"

The teens laugh at their little friend. "A little uglier." Jim says, causing Morph to enlarge his head, his teeth protruding out his mouth, he laughs evilly, making both Jim and (Y/N) burst into laughter. Their happy moment is cut short when a voice speaks up.

"We'll..thank heavens for little miracles!" He says happily, walking over with a pot of stew and dumping it over the edge of the ship. "You's two's was up here for an hour and the deck is still in one piece." He says jokingly. Jim looks to Silver with a frown.

"Um..look I, uh.." he tries to get out, looking between Silver and the floor. "Thank you, seriously." He finally says, smiling at the cyborg. (Y/N) looks towards her friend with a reassuring smile, happy to see he's trying to be nice.

Silver looks at Jim for a moment before speaking. "Didn't ya paps teach you to pick your fights more carefully?" He asks with a grin, his brow raised. (Y/N)'s smile immediately drops, her eyes down as she puts a hand on his shoulder. "Yer father ain't the teachin sort?" Silver tries again, looking between the two.

"No he's uh..more of the taking off and leaving type." Jim says gruffly, taking his mop and scrubbing the floor harshly. "Oh.." Silver says, his mood completely diminishing. "..sorry lad."

Jim looks up at Silver and smiles, taking
(Y/N)'s hand and holding it in his own. "Hey, no big deal, I'm doing just fine with this idiot." He smirks, watching his friends eye twitch.

(Y/N) turns slowly to her friend, about to yell at him but is cut off by Silver. "And you lass?" He asks carefully, looking towards the girl.
"Oh no, my parents are around, their just never really home." She says, looking at Silver with a small smile. "Business keeps em away."

Silver smiles towards (Y/N). A moment of silence paces between the trio. The cyborg clears his throat suddenly, catching their attention. A wide grin adorns his face, hands on his hip. "Well..!" He begins, trying to light the mood. "..since the Captain has put the both of ya's in me charge.." he continues, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Like it or not I'll be pounding a few skills into those thick heads of yours to keep you's out of trouble." He nods towards the two, who watch him with horrified and annoyed faces. Silver reaches forward and pokes Jim's forehead while ruffling (Y/N)'s hair with the other.

Jim harshly shoves his hand away while (Y/N) simply smiles at the cyborg, enjoying the playful affection. "What?!" Jim yells, tugging his friend forward and wrapping an arm around her waist. (Y/N) looks towards him and raises a brow. "Y-you can't do-!" The boy is cut off by the giggling Silver.

"You won't so much as eat, sleep or scratch ye bums without my say so!" The cyborg laughs out, (Y/N) raising a brow. "Let's circle back to that lastโ€”" her statement is cut off by her fuming friend, his arm still around her.
"Don't do us any favors!" He shouts at Silver, who simply stares at the two with a smirk.

"Oh! You can be sure of that me fellows!" The happy man wraps both his arms around both teens shoulders. He looks down at them, the devilish smirk never leaving his face.

Yup, this old cyborg will definitely be the death of them.

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