Treasure Planet x Female Reader

4

*Jim's POV*

"Upon my word, an Orcus Galacticus." I heard Dr. Doppler say from the crow's nest.

It was a sight to see out there in the galaxy.

(Y/n) and I watched from the shroud when we saw Dr. Doppler leaning over to take a photo. "Uh, Doctor, I'd stand clear..." Captain Amelia started to put up a finger, but he didn't listen.

The Orcus Galacticus spewed something at him and his camera, and we couldn't stop giggling. Dr. Doppler had no words to say as he was covered in the stuff, and the photo printed out from the camera.

"'Tis a grand day for sailing, Captain, and look at you!" (Y/n)'s dad said, coming out from the deck. "You're as trim and as bonny as a sloop with new sails and a fresh coat of paint."

"Is your dad flirting with the captain?" I asked (Y/n).

"You can keep that kind of flim-flammery for your spaceport floozies, Silver." Captain Amelia remarked.

Morph had transformed into a mini Captain Amelia, and mimicked her, "Spaceport floozy, spaceport floozy...Ahh-!" (Y/n)'s dad had stuck him underneath his hat and hid him.

"You cut me to the quick, Captain." Mr. Silver frowned. "I speaks nothing but me heart at all times."

"Nothing but me heart."

"And, uhm, by the way, isn't that your daughter with the cabin boy both aimlessly footling about in those shrouds?"

I was helping (Y/n) down safely, and I couldn't help but smile to myself. "Yep, it...A momentary aberration, Cap'n, soon to be addressed. Jimbo!" I whirled around to look at Mr. Silver. "I got two new friends I'd like you to meet. Say hello to Mr. Mop and Mrs. Bucket. (Y/n)? Come on, now, it's time to get back to work."

He tossed them at me and I just fell unto the shroud with my arm around the rope. I gave him a bored look, and watched (Y/n) walk away from me.

"Yippie." I muttered. (Y/n) didn't say a word to me as she left, and I knew she was just playing hard to get ever since I got here. Everyone went back to work, and I plopped the mop down on the surface. I couldn't help but get annoyed with what Mr. Silver said earlier. "Yeah...I got your Mr. Mop."

Before I could sweep the deck, some big guy pushed me aside. "Watch it, twerp." He growled lowly at me. (Y/n) mentioned to me that he was one of the few I should watch out for. He had a red face, two pairs of muscular arms that had two large holes in them.

I watched him walk away from me and then the atmosphere changed. I looked over to a few of the crew that were leaned against the barrel talking to Onus. They were murmuring words I couldn't understand, but I looked at them and minded my own business.

One of the crew members tapped on their shoulders, and they turned their attention to me.

"What are you looking at, weirdo?" Oxy and Moron said. I still found it stupid that he was named Oxy and Moron, but then I found out why. His head popped out like a spider and it crawled off the body, and the body's eyes opened. (Y/n) never mentioned they were in two parts.

"Yeah...weirdo." the body said.

Although, I couldn't tell who was who.

I heard hissing sounds coming from Scroop. He was crawling towards me from the shroud. "Cabin boys should learnnn to mind their own businesssss."

"Why? You got something to hide, bright eyes?" I asked.

He widened his eyes and then glared at me as he snarled. Scroop picked me up from my shirt, and picked me up from the ground. "Maybe your ears don't work ssso well."

I cleared my throat, and looked away from him as he inched closer to my face. "Um, yeah, well..." I said, almost nervously. "Two bad my nose works just fine."

"Why, you impudent little..."

He shoved me up at the mast and I tried to fight him off.

The rest of the crew came around us and started shouting for a fight. "Go ahead!" Birdbrain Mary exclaimed. "Slice him! Dice him!"

"Any last wordsss, cabin boy?" Scroop asked.

"Scroop!" (Y/n) hissed, and Mr. Silver put Scroop's hand down from my face. Mr. Silver took a bite of the purp and I looked down at them. "You ever see what happens to a fresh purp when it's squeezed real hard?" Mr. Silver twisted Scroop's arm over and he squealed in pain, dropping me to the ground.

"What's all this, then?" Mr. Arrow asked, and I tried to get myself off the ground. We looked over to him walking over. "You know the rules. There'll be no brawling on this ship."

"Aye-aye, sir." One of the crew mates said. Scroop turned to look away.

"Any further offenders will be confined to the brig for the remainder of the voyage." He said, then he turned to Scroop. "Am I clear, Mr. Scroop?"

Scroop didn't say a word until his face brightened, and I was about to make another comment, but I kept it shut. I looked over to see Mr. Silver's eye pointing right at Scroop, and he looked at him and (Y/n).

"Transparently." Scroop hissed, and everyone but us three dispersed.

"Well done, Mr. Arrow, sir!" Mr. Silver said. "A tight ship's a happy ship, sir!" Mr. Silver tried so hard to be the perky dad, and kept his crew under control, but I think he was trying too hard. I leaned against the mast.

"What the heck was all that about?" (Y/n) asked me, crossing her arms. "Starting a fight?"

"Hey, I wasn't the one starting the fight until that bug thing-" I defended myself.

"Belay that!" She shouted at me, and we were face to face again. Mr. Silver's eyes widened in surprise when his daughter stepped up. "Now, I want this deck swabbed spotless, and heaven help you if I come back and it's not done. Dad, I'll take it over from here. Morph and I will watch him. I'll let you know if there are anymore distractions."

Morph had transformed into (Y/n) and I glared at them both as Morph mimicked (Y/n)'s voice. His eyes widened as he floated around me, and I sighed, going back to work.

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*Mr. Silver's POV*

As I walked down below deck, everyone was talking amongst themselves. Onus followed behind me. "So, we're all here, then." I said.

"Excuse me." Onus whispered, and then he scurried over to take a seat.

"Fine." I said, "Now, if you pardon my plain speaking, gentlemen, are you all..." A sword popped out from my cybernetic hand and I started to raise my voice at them. They all winced when I turned to face every one of them. "-Stark-raving, totally blinking daft?! After all me finagling getting us hired as an upstanding crew with a daughter I didn't even want, you want to blow the whole mutiny before its time?" I went up to Scroop specifically.

"The boy was sniffing about." Scroop answered.

"You just stick to the plan, you bug-brained twit." I growled at him. "As for the boy, I'll have (Y/n) spend so much time with him, he won't even have time to think."

"Do you really think that's such a good idea?" Onus asked. "Getting the girl close? What if she figures out you're using her?"

"Because, Onus," I said, walking over. "She's the perfect distraction, and she's the perfect reason why I tagged her along on paper."