(Y/N)'s P.O.V
"Ahh... Not cooking or cleaning was good the 48 hours it lasted..." I whine dramatically to myself.
"That woman! That... That feline!" Delbert growls, and I'm shocked that he can't form proper sentences. Finally he manages out, "who does she think is working for whom?!"
I look back at Mr. Arrow and sigh.
"They're not usually babies like this," I mumble to him and he cracks a small smile but says nothing.
"It's our map, and she's got us bussin' tables?" Jim gestures between him and me as he growls to Delbert, irritated.
I step out of the way of Mr. Arrow as he lurches forward, grabbing Jim and Delbert's shoulders.
They both yelp and jump, not expecting the sudden action.
"I'll not tolerate a cross word about our captain!" Mr. Arrow scolds in a firm voice as Jim looks at me with a wince, forgetting he was behind them. "There's no finer officer in this or any galaxy."
I walk ahead as they were scolded and hear someone whistling a small tune. I smile lightly at the melody that was whistled well, when Mr. Arrow interrupts it.
"Mr. Silver?" Mr. Arrow calls.
"Why, Mr. Arrow, sir!" A gruff voice greets, his pirate-like accent strong. I see a figure moving in the steam of the kitchen as Silver continues, "bringin' in such fine and distinguished gents... And a lovely young lass to grace my humble galley!" I gasp as he comes into view, and I scramble backwards.
Cyborg...
"Had I known, I'd have tucked in me shirt!" Silver bellows a laugh as I turn and run to Jim, going behind him and grabbing his arm.
Jim looks at me in confusion before looking at Silver, and his baby blue eyes widen as he looks at his leg, arm, and eye.
"A Cyborg..." Jim whispers under his breath, and I barely catch it. Delbert seems oblivious to Jim and me freaking out, and I realize he never heard Billy Bones' warning.
"May I introduce Dr. Doppler?" Mr. Arrow introduces and Delbert steps forward. "The financier of our voyage."
Silver looks amused as his eye starts glowing, a red beam coming from it.
"Love the outfit, Doc." Silver's eye beam travels down to his... You know.
"Well, thank you, um... Love the eye," Delbert awkwardly replies, covering his privates.
Delbert grabs Jim, effectively pulling me and him forward, closer to the Cyborg-Lion hybrid. "Uh, this young lad is Jim Hawkins and this young lady is (Y/N)(L/N)."
I yelp in surprise and cling tighter to Jim when Silver's hand was lurched forward, revealing a hand filled with knives as fingers.
"Jimbo! Lassie!" Silver looks at his hand and awkwardly laughs, "uh..." He fixes his hand to normal and continues holding it out.
Jim lowly growls as he glares at the hand, moving his body in front of me more, blocking Silver's view of me. I peek over Jim's shoulder and Silver and I make eye contact, and he snorts to himself, pulling away his un-shaken hand.
"Aw, now, don't be too scared by this hunk of hardware, Lassie."
He walks over, grabbing a bundle of large shrimp and slicing the tails off effectively with his gadget arm. He starts humming and his hand switches to a blade, and he skillfully slices the shrimp up quickly. His hand changes to a cleaver as he dumps the shrimp in the pot, and he takes a squash and other vegetables, moving them along the table with his normal hand.
He quickly slices through them and I gasp in horror as it appears his hand was cut off.
"Woah!" Silver dramatically gasps, and pulls his sleeve down, revealing his hand while grinning in Jim and I's direction.
I lightly giggle at the antic and Silver's hand changes to three claws.
"These gears have been tough gettin' used to..." He grabs three eggs with his other hand and tosses them behind his back, catching them in the claws. "But they do come in mighty handy from time to time." He cracks the eggs and puts them in the pan.
His hand changed into a flamethrower, and he hums as he walks over to a large pot, the flame keeping the pan up. He quickly tosses the pan up and catches it with his now normal cyborg hand.
Silver dumps it in the pot and uses some seasoning, grabbing a ladle to taste it.
He slurps the ladle and grins in satisfaction, turning to look at us. He gestures to the ladle to indicate it was good, and dumps some into three bowls.
Silver approaches us with the bowls and holds them out, "now, have a taste of me famous bonzabeast stew."
Delbert grabs it without hesitation, and Jim slowly grabs one. Silver looks at me, expectantly, and I slowly reach out and take it from him, making him smile widely.
Delbert sniffs the stew like a dog would, but tastes it like a cat would milk.
"Mmm! Delightfully tangy, yet robust," Delbert compliments, going for another sip.
"Old family recipe," Silver replies with a smirk.
I jump as Delbert suddenly yelps, and I look over and see a blue eye floating in his soup.
I feel my stomach churn at the sight and my face showed disgust.
Silver bellows laughter, "in fact, that was part of the old family!" He laughs harder, placing an arm around Delbert's shoulder. Delbert looks less than amused as Silver wipes away a tear. "Oh, ho! I'm just kiddin', Doc!"
"Uh... Yes, well--" Delbert starts.
"I'm nothin' if I ain't a kidder," Silver chuckles, hitting Jim's shoulder with his elbow and Silver winks as Jim glances at him.
Silver stands in between Jim and I, wrapping an arm around both of us.
Jim looks over at me in concern but says nothing.
"Oh, go on, Jimbo, Lassie. Have a swig." Silver releases us and walks a few steps away, and Jim holds up his spoon, raising a questioning brow.
"Uh... Yeah... I think I may, uh, prefer (Y/N)'s cooking..." Jim trails off as his spoon begins to morph.
I gasp as the end of his spoon becomes a pink blob, and it swallows the stew on the spoon.
It giggles at Jim and Jim's spoon vanishes, a pink blob replacing it.
It seems to wag its tail at Jim and me, looking between us happily.
"Morph!" Silver scolds as Morph turns into a straw, drinking all of Jim's stew. "You jiggled-headed blob of mischief!" Morph goes over to me while panting and looks at my bowl.
"Here you go, little guy," I smile, watching as he becomes excited. He becomes a straw again and drinks all of my stew.
"So that's where you was hiding!" Silver continues, watching as Morph turns back into a blob, peeking out over the rim of my bowl.
Morph burps before flying in the air, circling around and rubbing my cheek in thanks. He does the same to Jim, who laughs.
"What? Ha! What is that thing?" Jim chuckles.
"What is that thing?" Morph mimics in a high pitched voice.
"He's a morph," Silver informs. Jim holds out his finger and Morph turns into a small version of him, staring at Jim. Jim leans forward the same time the small Jim does and Morph changes back, licking him.
"I saved the little shape-shifter on Proteus 1." Morph chitters and runs to Silver, happily. Morph rubs against Silver's cheek, "aw. He took a shine to me," Silver continues, "we been together ever since."
Silver continues cooing at Morph when a bell rings on deck.
"We're about to get underway," Mr. Arrow interrupts, making us look at him. "Would you like to observe the launch, Doctor?"
"Would I?" Delbert grins, "does an active galactic nucleus have superluminal jets?" Delbert questions Jim and I and we both shrug in confusion. Mr. Arrow stares at Delbert for a second and Delbert clears his throat. "I'll follow you."
Jim and I grin at each other, wanting to see the launch when we were stopped by Mr. Arrow.
"Mr. Hawkins and Miss (L/N) will stay here in your charge, Mr. Silver." Mr. Arrow calls to Silver, making Silver sputter and inhale a spoon full of stew he was sampling.
Silver coughs and catches his breath, "beggin' your pardon, sir, but--"
"Captain's orders!" Mr. Arrow firmly interrupts, making Silver stop. "See to it the new cabin boy and girl are kept busy."
"Aw, but, no--"
"Seriously, cabin girl?"
"No, you can't--"
We all say at the same time, ignored by Mr. Arrow as he shuts the door. We all sigh deeply and I see Jim and Silver rub their eyes the same way.
Silver looks us with a raised brow.
"So, Captain's put the two of ya's with me, eh?"
"Whatever," Jim replies, narrowing his eyes as Silver walks around us.
Jim grabs my arm and pulls me with him, keeping a distance from Silver.
Silver watches us for a moment and shrugs.
"Well, who be a humble cyborg to argue with a captain?"
"Yeah..." Jim grumbles, looking at me and to the purps.
"Hmm..." I hum, watching Jim pick up one. "Those purps remind me of the ones back home, Jim." I say loudly, making sure Silver can hear.
"Oh, yeah? The ones on... Montressor?" Jim plays along.
"You ever been there?" I ask Silver, watching his back as he maneuvers and cooks.
"I can't say I have, Lassie." Silver replies, nonchalant.
Jim takes a bite of the purp, grabbing my waist and helping me on the counter before he hops up himself.
"Come to think of it... Just before we left... We met this old guy." I add.
Silver hums as Jim continues my sentence, "yeah. He was lookin' for his Cyborg buddy of his."
"Is that so?" Was all Silver responded.
"Yeah," Jim replies, glaring daggers at Silver's back.
"What was that old salamander's name again, Jim?" I ask, innocently.
Jim pretends to think for a moment, "hmm... Billy... Something."
I gasp dramatically, but realistically, "oh, yeah. Bones. Billy Bones. Ever met him?"
Silver swirls a pot of stew, pausing.
"Boneeees... Bones?!"
His normal eye widens for a second before a nonchalant smile forms on his face, and he carries the pot to the counter Jim and I were sitting on.
"I can't say I have. Must have been a different cyborg," Silver shrugs, slamming down the pot, making it splash and get his normal hand. He shakes it off as he continues, "there's a slew of cyborgs roamin' this port." He winks at us and a whistle is heard above deck.
"Prepare for cast off!" I hear Mr. Arrow's muffled voice, and I grin in excitement.
Silver seems to notice this and chuckles.
"Off with you, lad and Lassie. Watch the launch. There'll be plenty of work a-waitin' for you afterwards."
He shoves me and Jim off and we walk towards the stair case.
I take one last look at Silver, who was dumping rum into the stew before Jim grabs my hand gently, pulling me to the deck with him.
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Silver's P.O.V
I slowly pour the rum into the stew, and take a peek at the stairs.
Jimbo grabs Lassie's hand before they walk up the stairs, disappearing from my sight.
Morph floats around happily as my eyes narrow and my smile turns into a menacing scowl.
"We best be keepin' a sharp eye on these two, eh, Morph?" I lowly growl, handing Morph a small cracker. He squeals and happily eats it.
I gently rub my finger on him and shake my head.
"We wouldn't want them strayin' into things they shouldn't."
You two have no idea what yer gettin' in to, I can promise ya's that, Jimbo and Lassie.
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Woaaaahhh 2 Chapters in one day??
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I may upload another chapter tonight. *glances at pile of Homework*
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