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The Club Fair, Gym, Friday Afternoon

For once, Jeremy actually came into the gym on purpose when the club fair was being set up. There was at least one club he knew he wanted to sign up for, after all.

So, he grabbed himself a copy of the club schedule, and set out to explore his options.

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As Kenzi stared, the cupcake leaned over, and... ate another cupcake whole.

And then burped.

"They don't all do that," Jim laughed, holding out his hand in front of the dessert in question. It looked at his hand for a moment, and then burbled happily at him before turning into a pink blob of goop and floating over to settle in it. "And I'd appreciate it if nobody ate this one. I'm kind of fond of him."

"Duuuude," Kenzi said, leaning forward in fascination, now that the shock had worn off. Also, some envy for the cupcake eating. "Is he your pet? Or she. What is it? Hi, little guy. Swear, not looking to eat you. Ech."

"He's a he," Jim replied, shrugging as Morph floated up and flew a circle around Kenzi, looking her over with a critical eye. A really, really big one that settled into a more sane size once he was satisfied that she was good people. "And he's a morph. Which happens to be his name, too. Silver, the... uh... cook on the ship that I was cabin boy on, gave him to me after we got back home."

"Morph. Hi Morph!" Kenzi held out a finger to him, wondering if he was slimy or squooshy or just soft. "How cooooool. He flies! He changes shape! And he scarfs cupcakes! So much better than a puppy, I swear." She tilted her head at Jim. "Cabin boy? I'm thinking this wasn't an ocean liner, hunh."

Jim shrugged as Morph zipped forward to investigate Kenzi's finger, and then, deciding it was good enough for him, he settled in to perch on it. Cozy! He wasn't slimy or anything, though. Just... squishy. Like Silly Putty with a mind of its own.

"Definitely nothing really fancy," Jim laughed, shaking his head. "That said... the Legacy is a pretty fine ship. I'd serve under Captain Amelia again in a heartbeat, if she asked me to."

...

"Maybe not as a cabin boy, though. Something with less mopping."

Kenzi resisted the urge to smish him to death. SO CUTE.

"Mopping, bah. And yay, the Captain was a woman? Coooool. Where did you get to go?"

Jim couldn't help but grin at that. Oh, man. Asking him that question was like asking for it.

"Pretty far from home," he replied. "We past a few galaxies, a nebula or two. It took a few months, but we made it all the way to Treasure Planet."

And then accidentally blew it up. As you do.

"Treasure... planet?!?" Kenzi squeaked. "Tell me more! Pleeeeease?"

"Pirate's treasure," Jim replied, smirking. "Flint's trove. The loot of a thousand worlds."

So, so many gold drubloons.

"I managed to get my hands on a map. So, you know... we went there."

Squeaky noises. Of joy. Possibly rapture.

"And and and?"

"And the entire world was full of it," Jim replied, getting pretty excited, now. Morph burbled merrily and transformed himself into a tiny chest, gleaming with gems and gold coins before swirling around Kenzi's finger and changing back again. "All underground, you know? More than we ever could have hoped to bring home. But we did get enough to rebuild Mom's inn."

"Dude!" Kenzi threw herself on her knees in front of the table, ready to beg, petting Morph, eyes huge and hopeful. "Does Captain Amelia have any openings? I can bartend! I can mop floors! I can haul things!" Despite how scrawny she looked. "The next time you guys go back there, I just-- TREASURE PLANET." She was going to be dreaming about this forever!

And that right there was when Jim scrunched his nose and shook his head with a sigh.

"She won't be going back there," he replied. "The planet had a booby trap mechanism. If anyone made it to the inside and tripped it, it would... well... kind of blow up. A bit."

A lot. It had blown up. A lot.

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Kenzi mourned, heart-struck. She looked from Jim to Morph. "Oh you poor guys. That had to *suck*. But but who would put in a booby trap? MEAN!"

"Flint," Jim answered, easily enough. "What pirate wants people taking off with his treasure, right? I mean... that's kind of the whole thing about being pirates. You don't exactly want to share."

"Well, yeah," Kenzi agreed reluctantly. "But now he doesn't even have it! I just, it's a tragedy." She shook her head. "Even if I'm glad your mom got enough to fix up her place and all... I just. I wanna cry. I really do."

"Well, it wasn't like he was using it." His shoulders hitched up in a dismissive shrug as Morph did his best impression of a multi-eyed alien pirate skeleton.

It was a pretty good (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v406/Nanashigriff/454468-vlcsnap_00027_super.jpg) impression.

"It was a pretty big loss, though. But at least we made it out of there alive. It was a pretty close call."

"Gyaahh," Kenzi commented to Morph, and shuddered. "Wow."

Give her a second to mourn, here, guys.

...okay, second's over.

"There's not like. Meteorites? With gold stuck to them now. Is there?"

Jim was raising an eyebrow at you now, Kenzi. Oh yes.

"There are probably asteroids made of gold, now. But it's almost three months to get out that far from Montressor, and the map kind of blew up with the planet."

"That is the saddest story ever. You find treasure, it gets blown up, the map gets blown up... Jeez." Kenzi sighed, disconsolate. "...anyway. I'm up for helping people out, and some creative mayhem. And money, sure."

Jim kind of blinked.

"Then it's good to have you aboard," he decided.

Though he wasn't sure when he'd said anything about club members getting money, Kenzi.

Robin Hood totally charged a handling fee!...

At least if you listened to Kenzi, he did.

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