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@strangefable made this beautiful board for me!! Look!! I love the use of colors and the pictures! Especially of the Vestments!

Its of Dottie and Max!

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Here's both versions @strangefable did for me!! The song lyrics is Tolerate It by Taylor Swift!! Its so beautiful and I love the lyric she chose because it fits them so well!!

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"Fluffy February" - Day Three

The Outerworlds

Felix Millstone X Captain Dottie

Summary: Felix has never left the Groundbreaker, but now he's on a new ship with a new Captain. And she is ready to travel all over the system, and not only is she traveling the system in a cool ship with a dark past, she's traveling with him. After time on the ship, the first place he goes to is Roseway with the Captain along with her annoying Vicar friend, and Felix has seen nothing like it.

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The Unreliable.

This was his new home, and by the way, this home has so much food. So much food. He still couldn't even process how they needed this much food for five people! He was standing infront of the fridge, door swung open, rummaging through the endless supply of food. The Captain gave him a bunch of Rizzos that she bought on Groundbreaker for him, and he had eaten all of it. Now, he wanted something salty, an actual meal.

The cabinets!

He might as well lunged to the cabinets and began digging. While doing so he didn't realize he was being examined by his Captain, and soon he came back with expensive whiskey. It had been hidden far in the back out of view and had Max scrawled out on the side. Felix smirked to himself.

"I can't tell if your hungry, or looking to get roaring drunk," she chuckled a bit, and Felix whipped around in embarrassment.

"Hey, Boss! Erm, what's up?" Felix said, while putting the whiskey back in shame.

"Hey, get that back out. I want some too," she smiled, walking to the fridge.

She was beautiful, and Felix was embarrassed for acting like an animal.

"Honey, don't let me stop you! I came to eat too, ya' know."

Felix turned red all over. He had never been called honey before, and it left him all flustered as he fumbled to retrieve the whiskey from the cabinet. He managed to grab it and close the cabinet door with his leg when he stood up. She smiled bringing glasses whilst setting down things to make food on the burner. Felix watched her long bare legs as she walked towards him. He heard the glasses clink on the table, and it brought him out of the trance he was in.

Stop being so obvious!

He wanted to shrink away, as he watched her strong arms move when she grabbed a pan off a rack. He had never had been cooked for, especially for free, and by a girl! Especially a girl!

Woman Felix, she's a woman, man!

He watched her begin to make something he had never had before.

"You like spicy stuff, Felix?" She asked him, and he perked up nervously.

"Yeah! I do. What erm about you, Boss?" Felix replied, and she laughed at him.

"Why are you so nervous, Millstone?"

"I am not!"

She shook her head, "Felix, did you see the game with Rizzos Rangers this evening?"

"Oh yeah! It was a great game, Boss! You like the Rangers, Boss?" Felix asked, his nervousness went away.

"Oh, I love them! They are a really good team! My favorite! I love the thirty-fifth back!" She smiled, and he poured himself some whiskey.

She was to perfect.. the perfect woman. She loves Rizzos Rangers, is super strong, and-.

"Pour me a glass, will you?" She asked, peeking back at him with her green eyes.

They are Auntie Cleo green...

"Sure, Boss."

"Come on, don't call me that. Call me, Dot."

"Okay."

Dot.

Felix awoke in his bunk with a headache along with a loud rap on his door.

"Open this door right now!"

The Vicar.

"Go get spaced, I'm sleeping!" Felix yelled back, and he rolled over to the window.

"Ada! I request you open this door! Now!"

"I cannot, Vicar. It violates the crewmate Felix's privacy. On another note, I will not tolerate disrespect from the likes of you, Vicar."

He cussed loudly, stomping down the hall. He made his way down the stairs to the Captain's Quarters, where he tried to compose himself enough to call for the Captain to sort out this mess.

"Captain!"

No response.

"Captain!"

Silence.

"Captain! I would like to speak with you!"

The door whooshed open where a very angry looking Captain stood. She wore nothing but a shorts and a odd top that ended far above her stomach.

"Captain! Make yourself presentable first!" Max scolded, all while red eared.

"This is what your getting for rudely tearing me from bed, Vicar. Now what is it?" She growled, and he tried to keep eye contact.

"What is that...that top?"

Please put a top on...

"It's called a sports bra. Spit out what you want. Now."

"Felix has taken one if my belongings, Captain," Max stated, and she rolled her eyes.

"Yeah. We both drank it. I will get you more. What are you even doing trying to drink this early? Or are you filling up that vial of yours?" She spoke, and he glared at her.

"That vial holds no such thing. You are mistaken, Captain."

"Yeah? Well, tell me what I took a big swig of then?"

Silence.

"Exactly, Vicar," she spoke, and then the door shut in his face.

Well played, Captain. I'll have to hide my spirits somewhere else...

Felix was excited. The Captain was going to Roseway now, and he couldn't wait. He had never been anywhere but Groundbreaker. He finished pulling his red sleeves on and began zipping it up while looking in the mirror. He looked at his wet hair through the steam in the mirror.

The water pressure is good here! And the water is warm! Not like that cold crap on the Groundbreaker!

He picked up his bracelet and slid it on his wrist, and then looked at all the toothbrushes in the cup on the sink.

Which one is mine? Do I use...um...do I have one? I lost mine when I moved in so, uh.

A knock erupted from the door, and he opened it, to reveal the Captian.

"I got you a new toothbrush. It's red, like your clothing," she spoke quietly, and he noticed she looked flustered.

"Aw thanks! What happened to my other one?" Felix asked, and she laughed nervously.

"I saw that it was...really old...and uh...well, I threw it out. It looked like it was really old. Sorry," she mumbled, and he smiled.

"Nah! That's fine! I just couldn't get a new one. Didn't have much money. Thanks, B-Dottie!" He smiled, and it was that boy-ish, cute smile he had.

She smiled and he closed the door when she left. He began brushing his teeth with joy.

This toothbrush is stiff...

He forgot what a new brush felt like. He'd only ever had one. The harsh bristles of the brush glided across his teeth as he though of his new serial-worthy Captain.

She's pretty, and looks like she could break my arm. Which is attractive too. I wonder if she is been everywhere. She seems like it. She has pretty eyes. A nice green. They have a look to them. I bet she's a good fighter and not some board lackey. Yeah! A rebel like me! That makes her even more hot!

Felix realized he had brushed his teeth until they bled, and quickly spat it all out of his mouth.

Oh no! Is this bad? Maybe I should see Ellie? Man, what does this mean? Crap! She probably is asleep! I'll go see the Captain.

Quickly Felix rushed out the door to see the Captain, where he spotted her heading down the stairs. He tapped her shoulder while spewing her name in panic.

"I brushed my teeth and now I'm bleeding!" He cried, and then she burst out laughing.

"Felix that's when you brush your teeth to hard! Your fine!"

"Oh."

He felt embarrassed and looked at his feet. The laughing ceased, and she put her hand on his forearm making him look at her.

"Don't feel bad! It's okay, Felix. I am glad you trust me to diagnose you!" She smiled sweetly, and footsteps came from behind.

"I came for my armor Captain," a voice that sounded an awful lot like a blood-boiling, loathing Vicar.

"Wait. He's coming?" Felix asked, and she sighed.

"You two are going to have to get along. I mean it. So, you'll get to bond over the mysterious Roseway mission," Dottie sighed, and Felix huffed.

He noticed some lockers up against the wall. Six to be exact. Dottie opens a door and began slipping armor on over her clothes.

"Your armor is in a locker over there, Felix," she pointed at the locker on the end.

"Has Ms. Fenhill expressed her concerns to you, Captain?" Max asked, and the Captain looked at him.

"Yes. She thinks it quote, this Roseway business smells, unquote. Do you have anything to say, Vicar?" Dottie asked slipping on her boots.

"I believe we should proceed with caution. This could very well be a trap," Max spoke, and Felix noticed Max's eyes linger a bit on Dottie.

Back off Vicar. She doesn't like you, man. Ew. Who would?

Felix pulled on his final armor piece besides his helmet and glanced back at Dottie, who now had her helmet on.

"Ready to go?" She asked him, and he nodded with an ear-to-ear grin.

This made her smile. She liked he's boy-ish smiles and light filled eyes. He was a dreamy, silly boy that makes her laugh. He proved that last night as they exchanged jokes over whiskey and spicy casserole.

Soon enough, they walked outside the ship. Felix's eyes squinted as the bright light outside hit his eyes, and the fresh air invaded his nose. Glancing around Felix saw beautiful plant life around him that was foreign to him.

Pictures and serials didn't do the outside world justice!

"Felix? Honey? Are you alright?"

He hasn't noticed the tears going down his face, and he grew embarrassed trying swipe them away.

"You've never been off Groundbreaker?" The Vicar asked.

"No. He hasn't. Hey, we can go anywhere you want, Felix! And here, let me show you something," Dottie spoke soft and timid, reaching into her pack.

She pulled out a journal, and opened it while leaning to show him.

"It can be our project. I've been putting different flowers and ferns and such inside from each planet. To remember things and stuff. I've been writing what I can that I know about them. We both can do it!" She smiled at him, and he looked at her pretty handwriting and plants smashed into the pages within the journal.

"Yeah, Dot! Can I sign it? Read the other pages?" He asked excited, while wiping some tears away.

"Duh! Your family now! You can write your name in it!"

His heart grew warm. He smiled and almost started crying, but held it back (he couldn't afford for that insufferable Vicar to see him like that again).

"Now," she began, slipping the book in her bag, "let's go!"

Family.

His heart was pounding with joy at the thought. If a family was a Captain who could break his arm, a pirate sawbones, a sweet mechanic, and a grumpy "Vicar" (that didn't really count)...well, this was a interesting family for sure.

And he didn't want it any other way, because life wasnt dull anymore, and now he had a purpose. He could go anywhere he wanted, no longer being shacked to the Groundbreaker by poverty.

And most of all...

I've got a family!

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"Fluffy February"- Day Two

The Outerworlds

Maximillian Desoto X Captain Dottie

Summary: Dottie is teaching Max chess. After getting her hands on a old game board she paints it, transforming it into a chess board. She takes old service awards and paints them two different colors with little drawings of each piece from the game on top. After designing the board and pieces, she begins to teach him. One another begin to get to know each other and bond over their game.

Note: I am not following the prompts (if there are any), I am kinda just doing what I want. I also missed day one. So, yeah.

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"Do you understand?"

"Yes, quite the intellectual game," he spoke as he admired the chess pieces, watching as she put some of the pieces back to ready for a match.

"Okay, you can move first, Vicar," Dottie spoke, and he scooted a piece down the board.

She watched, and quickly moved hers in retaliation. Max had been curious of the Captain as she hopped around the system taking up "little orphans" (as she called her newly found crewmates), and helped someone who seemed to be a madman. He didn't even know much about her as she did so, and she wasn't exactly forthcoming with the information either. She seemed to be protecting the notorious Welles, who was known to The Board and everyone else, as a criminal. A madman who was a well known thief and criminal who was commiting crimes against the colony. She wouldn't even allow people into her room, not even SAM. Well, not until now.

They were further into the game now, and she was beating him. He mumbled a curse word as she took one of his pieces, once again, off the board.

The Board.

The Board was definitely a soon-to-be problem, and she wasn't helping it either. Between bouncing back and forth between there good side and bad side, he wasn't sure the "peace" between The Board and the Captain was going to last for long.

"You thinking awfully hard, Vicar," she watched the board, not looking up at him.

"Just thinking about you, Captain."

As soon as the words hit air, he realized that he didn't mean it that way. He was just being honest, and now he was worried she took it that way. If she where to bring it up, he would try to play it off, like he never said it. Because how he felt for her was complicated, and that was it. He was frustrated with himself, because it was the last thing he inteded to have happen.

For Laws sake it was even intent.

It was a mistake, just like the sentence, yet here he was with odd harbored feelings that was so complicated for him.

"And here I was thinking your mind was boggled about chess," she nervously laughed, as she leaned back in her chair, eyes never leaving the board.

He peered up at her from his seat, and watched as she ran her fingers though her hair. Her eyes showed focus as he assumed she had thought that he meant that.

Law, was she nervous now. She couldn't bring her eyes off the board now, especially right now! She invited him into her room, and this was what she got? Not him bombarding her with questions right off the bat, but hitting her with that? Lovely...Law she needed to stop this. He was the ship's Vicar for pete's sake, and here she was thinking he flirted with her. In her room!

"I am worse than a teenager..."

"Well, you are quite secretive. This is the first time anyone has ever been in your room, and we have no idea what you affiliation with Welles is," the Vicar stated, and she gazed up at him.

"It's only fair you have questions, I guess. I mean, your traveling with someone who didn't even know what a Sprat was..." she spoke, and his eyes followed her.

They both watched each other for one moment. One moment they looked up from the board, and when there eyes met she smirked.

"I win."

His eyes darted to the board as she looked at him with pride. He found himself frustrated with the loss, and this was visible.

"How? I looked away for a second, how did she-?"

"You where never focused, Vicar. It takes a while to be able to think about perplexing, beautiful things such as moi, and play chess," she laughed, and he glared at her for a moment.

"You do that on purpose," he accused her, and she cocked a playful eyebrow.

"Do what, Vicar?"

"Use the French language to poke at me," he huffed, fixing the board back in place.

"That I do, but don't worry. I only know small things, and at least you don't know what they all mean," she chuckled, as she opened up a Purpleberry Punch.

He was tossed a candy, which fell in his lap, "A candy for effort, Vicar."

"You know I don't have a sweet tooth, Captain," he sighed picking up the candy and examining it.

"To bad, Vicar. Maybe that's why your so bitter," she joked, and he rolled his eyes.

"Maybe that's why your sweet with every person you meet, Captain. That'll get you hurt one day, you know," he replied, and she rolled her eyes.

"I could do with a lecture, haven't had one in years," she laughed, and he gave her a serious look.

"Speaking of years, Captain...how old are you?" He asked, and her eyes widened.

"How rude! You never ask a lady's age!" She scolded him, and he looked at her to see she was serious.

"I apologise, Captain. That was rude," he spoke, a bit embarrassed.

"He hated that. He forgot it was rude to ask-."

"Maximillian, your to serious. I was kidding," she smiled sweetly, and it could've made his tooth ache.

Sugar sweet smiles that not even Rizzos could create was one other thing that helped made things complicated. Because he had feelings for her. Terrible, terrible feelings, that he knew was not in his path. He was here to kill Chaney. That was it. Then try to figure out this book. Find a translator, get off this ship, and get as much space between him and this ship's sweet, yet mysterious Captain.

"Go first, Maximillian," she said, and then popped the candy in her mouth.

Law, his name sounded lovely coming from her...

"Captain, are you ever going to reveal why you are involved with Phineas Welles?" He asked, while moving a piece.

"He woke me up from cryosleep on the Hope," she stated, and she moved a piece.

"You expect me to believe that?" He asked, and she shook her head.

"I don't expect you to. Honestly, it's hard to believe myself. I'm still thawing out. Like frozen peas," she spoke softly, which caused him to look at her.

"Say I do believe you," he began, "why didn't you just leave after being set free?"

"Well, I owe him. He got me out of that human meat freezer. Plus, it's the right thing to do, and I definitely don't plan on slaving away for Spacers Choice. Have you seen what they've don't to poor Martin?" She said, and he moved a piece.

"Well, I suppose I can see that. What did you work for before? You never really said anything about it," he asked, and she glided a piece on the board.

"I was a bartender. Always been good with people, and don't mind hearing them yap on. Plus, booze was at a discount, which was nice. I am also very good a splitting and ending fights," she explained, and he looked at her from his side of the table.

"Have you ever been prone to fights then, Captain?" Max asked her, his curiosity peaked.

"Never looked for trouble, but I never ran from it either. How about you, Vicar? You a brawler?" She asked him, and he moved another piece.

"I have always have been violently enthusiastic," Max replied, and she chuckled.

"Should've known. You seem the type," she shook her head with a grin.

"What gave me away, Captain?" Max chuckled a bit.

"Your anger. You have the attitude of a natural blindly angered fighter," she stated matter-a-factly.

"I wouldn't say that. I just don't tolerate stupidity," he shot back, suddenly defensive.

"Fighting is stupid if not done rightously. I know I've been and will be in stupid fights. But also rightous ones," she spoke.

"And what makes you the person to decide that, Captain?" Max growled a bit.

He didn't like being scrutinized, especially by her. Who was she to say these things?

"Righteous fighting is taking up for your family and friends by socking someone in the jaw or using them to mop the floor. But someone you don't agree with or you just don't like- like how you feel about Felix, Max. Just fighting them because you don't like or agree with them? That's stupid," she said as she opened another candy.

"Your right, Captain," he sighed frustrated with himself.

"I don't need to get mad like that, I need to be above that. I need to find peace in the Plan. And she's right, whether or not I want to admit that. Plus, it's just her opinion. Find peace in the Plan. Ask another question. Get out of this topic."

"When are we getting to Monarch?" Max asked, as she popped the candy in her mouth.

"Yes, talk about something important. Something far more important than anything else. It's in the Plan. His path. He is destined to kill Chaney. That's all he wants right now."

"Soon? I suppose soon. Just have to get that Navkey from Gladys. Once we get to Roseway everything should be smooth sailing," the Captain replied with a long, drawn out sigh.

Max looked up at her and she smiled sadly at the board.

"Something vexing you, Captain?" He questioned her.

"Honestly, when you leave, the ship won't be the same without you. I'll miss this. I'll miss you."

"Then make this time we have now, last. Alright, Dottie?" Max replied kindly to her.

Suddenly, he opened the candy. Then, popped it in his mouth, watching as she beat him again.

"I believe I'll miss you too...Dot."

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"Fluffy February" - Day Four

The Outerworlds

Maximillian Desoto X Captain Dottie

Summary: On Roseway they met the nervous Anton Crane, and now are on the search for the diet toothpaste! The Captain along with her ship's Vicar and newly adopted orphan, Felix Millstone are heading to the secret lab. Along the way, the Captain and her team experience trouble, and now are fighting for their lives against mauraders!

Note: I am really craving angst, my fellow spacers. To be honest, I am thinking of making My Captain's story on here or maybe AO3. I am not sure which, but I'm slightly leaning towards AO3. If you have any thoughts on it, I'd like to hear them! Because this is Fluffy February, and I don't know if you guys will appreciate angst. Plus, I have been wanting to do her story for a bit. Anyway, I'll get on with this now!

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This is ridiculous.

Max had never thought in a million years he'd be fighting rapts and mauraders for toothpaste. (Toothpaste! Amongst other things, but toothpaste!) He trudged behind the Captain out of the building watching the ungrateful idiot they just saved scramble off to Roseway.

He'd be dead if it had been up to me, not this Captain that I am beginning to think hit her head to hard. Who goes out if their way like this? Who seriously, goes on some big trip for diet toothpaste?! Toothpaste?! Law, she must be an idiot! It's a Law-forsaken joke!

"Captain, are we really doing this?" He asked with a sigh, and she kept walking forward.

"Yes. Why?"

"Because we are risking our lives for some toothpaste and rapt musk. It's well, not to put to sharp of a point in it, but absolutely ridiculous," Max huffed, he tried to not growl out the words.

"This is this man's job, Max. If he, along with others, don't get their "projects" in...well, who knows what could happen to them?" She spoke, and Felix butted in.

"We are just feeding the corporate, Dot! We might as well be lackeys too!" Felix stated, and Max saw his point, even though the kid was an idiot.

"Sure, but we'll likely be saving lives in the process. And that's what we do."

"What about Gladys then?" Felix asked, and she sighed.

"I will tell her there was nothing. Because there is. This isn't ours, or hers. No matter how much she wants it," she spoke, and Max noticed she has distaste in her voice.

"Do you not like our black market friend, Captain?" Max asked with curiosity as he stepped over a dead body.

"I do...but she's going to be expecting something. Anything. I have a feeling about it. She's probably going to make me pay for this key, and I don't want to," she replied, and Max noticed she was frustrated.

We should be the ones frustrated! Going around doing other people's jobs, because we are "good people". Not that I am not a good person, I just draw the line at this. I am a good person, that's what I've strived to be. A good person. The Plan has helped make me a good person.

"It's getting late. Which isn't ideal right now. We'll have to stop traveling," she sighed, and she removed her helmet to wipe sweat from her face.

She glanced around and her hair was slicked down on her forehead with sweat. Her lips dry from the heat inside her helmet, and he also noticed they had a pink tint to them. In times like this, he was thankful for his helmet, because she couldn't see him staring like a moonstruck idiot.

Law, look away...just try to. You are just making it harder for yourself.

He watched her plop down on a rock in frustration. This was the most aggravated he'd seen her in his time with her.

"We need to find some building, but I'm not seeing any. What do you guys think?" She sighed, and he watched her drag a hand down her face.

Blood from their previous fight smeared on her face, and she didn't even care.

"I think we should keep going. I'm not tired," Felix stated, and Max rolled his eyes.

"Captain, we can stop if you'd like. But the side of the road is not preferable, we're out in the open," Max stated, and she looked at him like he was stupid.

"Captain Obvious, I know that. Let's go up in the hills. Find a cave. I've seen a few on my way here," she huffed getting up, and grabbing her helmet she had tossed on the ground.

Captain Obvious?! It's not his fault she was plopped on the side here like an idiot! She can be insufferable!

They padded through the incoming nightfall in the mountains, and it took well after nightfall for them to finally find this cave. She pulled off her bag, and opened it where she pulled out a sleeping bag.

"Max honey, could you start a fire?" She asked, and he nearly tripped over his own feet.

"Do what?" He asked, and she began rolling out her sleeping bag on a tarp she had placed down.

"Make a fire, hun," she stated, and again used the nickname.

Felix had noticed too, and Max swore he saw a glare from him. Was Millstone...

He's is jealous? Hah! What a laugh!

Max began making the fire with a sense of pride. Knowing that Felix was jealous of him made him-.

"Felix darlin', bring me Max's pack."

Nevermind.

Felix walked over to him with the biggest smirk, and reached out his hand.

I could knock that smirk off his face!

Max roughly handed Felix his bag, and Felix took it with bounce in his step to the Captain. She took it and pulled out his sleeping bag and rolled it out. She took Felix's out of his bag doing the same.

The fire was started. She retrieved canned food from her pack, and she opened the cans. Sitting them on rocks near the fire, she hopped it would warm the food.

"Alright, that should be it," she said, and she smiled tiredly at him.

Max felt uneasy. Something didn't feel right about something. Everything ran to smoothly on their way up here.

"I am worn out," the Captain spoke, and suddenly he watched her eyes dart to the mouth of the cave.

Does she feel uneasy as well? Is it just me?

"But, before I rest I am gonna do a look-over. Check outside," she spoke, getting up to head for the cave's opening.

When she reaches it there is silence, only the sound of the crackling fire to bid her farewell. It was ominous.

Maybe I should go with her? But I can't leave the cave only manned by this idiot. He'd let mauraders in, or wo-.

Not a second later there was a loud sound of a bullet hitting something, and then the sound of something hitting the ground with a loud, armored thud.

Glancing at the Captain, he saw her on the ground. She was face-first in the dirt, and it didn't take long for Felix to scramble to his feet. Max yanked him back.

"What is wrong with you?! Let me go!" He shouted, and Max tightened his grip.

"Stop! They want us to go out there! Then they'll pick us off!" Max growled lowly, and Felix squirmed.

"She's hurt!"

"Or dead. And we could be next. If we really want to help her we'll pick them off here," Max stated, and Felix stopped squirming.

Max's heart was pounding out if his chest while he glanced back at her limp form. He let Felix go and reached for her weapon. Max used it to look down the hill, and there he spotted three mauraders trudging up the hill. Getting in position behind a rock in the cave he motioned for Felix to look down the scope of the gun.

Felix looked, and Max was right. They wanted them to come out.

How long where they following us? Did they just find us?

Felix unholstered his weapon, and glanced at Max for a plan.

The Plan. Was this the end? No. It couldn't be. The Plan is still yet to be deciphered, and I am going to do it. The Captain is fine. Dottie is fine. She has to be. This can't be her end either. She didn't live all this time to die! No. She's fine.

"Felix you take the one on the left. I'll take the right. Then we both get the middle one," Max stated, and Felix nodded in return.

"Don't miss, okay? For Dottie," Felix spoke.

For Dottie.

Felix felt like he was going to throw up, and Max kept looking at Dottie. But Max and Felix didn't miss. Both killing the two crazed mauraders, and then the middle one came running up the hill.

Well, at least he made himself an easy target. Law-forsaken idiot.

Max shot him in the head, while Felix put a bullet in his leg. Max wondered which came first, and hoped the bullet in it's leg hit first because the maurader deserved pain.

Felix didn't wait to scramble over to Dottie, in fact he tripped over his own feet, landing him infront of her.

"Felix! We should check the perimeter first!"

But it was to late, Felix was rolling her over and saw no blood. Max jogged over to see the damage, the bullet didn't tear through her armor.

Thank the Law.

"Let's get the Captain in the cave," Max said, while hauling her over his soldier.

His heart was still pounding. He put her up against the cave wall and began removing her armor. He started at her feet, removing her boots. He wouldn't admit it, but he was nervous to see her chest- that's why he started by removing her boots. When it was time to remove the chest piece he examined the damage to her armor. It was buried in the metal, and around the bullet there was cracks that spidered out from there.

It might fall apart on me when I remove it, but it must be done.

Max began to pull the armor off, and like he predicted, it began falling apart. He undone some of the armor straps, and then managed to get it off. Throwing it aside he began unbuttoning her shirt.

"Max! What are you doing?!"

"Don't be so juvenile! I have to examine the damage!" Max scolded, and he glanced back at Felix.

Felix crouched next to him, wanting to see if it hurt her. Max pulled open the shirt and right in the middle of her chest was turning an awful, sickly purple.

Just as I thought. It didn't leave her unscathed, I wonder it it broke a bone?

Max put his hand on it, and he began to press down to see if any damage was done to her bone.

A cry came from her and he felt it rumble in her chest. His hand drew back and saw she was squirming away.

"Captain! Your awake." Max sighed, and it was releif.

"I wish I wasn't...what...what happened?" She asked, her voice was weak.

"You where shot. Luckily, it didn't go through your armor," he replied.

"Dot! Your okay! You scared us!" Felix exclaimed, while grabbing her hand.

Suddenly she began to cry, but laughed in the process. She grabbed Max's hand and squeezed both his and Felix's.

"Dottie?" Felix asked, looking at Max for an explanation.

"I am so glad you guys are okay!" She giggled through the tears.

Max looked at their hands joined together and squeezed back. Felix had removed his helmet, and Max noticed his own was still on. He removed it and looked at her wildly.

"Why are you laughing?" He asked, and she laughed harder.

"I'm just glad you okay! Both of you!"

"We hope your okay, Bo-Dottie. Did you hit your head?" Felix asked, and she smiled at him.

"I don't know..."

"We need to get you to a doctor, maybe Dr. Crane cane help you. I assume so," Max spoke, and she leaned against the cool wall.

"I'm sleepy," she yawned.

"Here, let me help you to your bag," Felix said, and helped her up.

He helped her over to her bag, and she managed to squirm inside. She lied down and Felix sat near by watching her until she drifted to sleep.

Max eyed the forgotten, wasted food at the fire. No one was hungry now, and it'd go to waste. He began removing his armor, until he was left in his clothes.

"Take your armor of, son," Max told Felix, being kinder than he had ever been to him.

"No. I'm gonna be prepared this time," Felix spoke, and Max sighed.

"We would have never known."

"It should've been me. Not her," Felix spoke, and Max eyed him.

"Don't say that. She'd be distraught," Max spoke, and Felix shook his head.

"Nobody needs me Max. She'd get over it. It wouldn't effect anyone if I was gone."

"She's not gone, Felix. And yes it would. Your family now," Max spoke.

A hand landed in Felix's shoulder, he hadn't even seen Max come over to him.

"And you shouldn't say that. We need you. Even though me and you may not be...close," Max said, and Felix stayed quiet.

Max plopped down next to the Captain, her now in-between him and Felix. She was fast asleep, and he looked at her hands. She had large, square fingernails that where caked with blood from the battles on Roseway. They where large, and one thing he knows now, is warm. They are warm and kind.

Gently he took her hand in his, lacing his fingers between her motionless ones. They weren't like his, which where calloused and cold from years of work. They where still soft, dare he say, baby-like to the touch. He supposed it was from being in cryo-sleep, and not having to condition hard, labor work on Earth. That or she must care for them with different ointments and lotions.

He felt her fingers curl up to lace with his, and he saw her tiredly looking at him.

"You should sleep, Maximillian," she croaked, and he felt his ears burn again.

"Did I wake you, Captain?" He queried, and she smiled.

"I'm fine. It wasn't you. It was the pain," she softly spoke, and he squeezed her hand.

"Does it hurt to talk?" He asked her, and she peered at him with her emerald eyes.

She nodded.

"Don't talk then, alright?" He said, and she smiled in response.

She continued to look at him with those shinning eyes. It didn't take long for them to flutter closed as she began to drift asleep.

"Goodnight...Dottie."

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🌸 What does your OC’s voice sound like? Their laugh? Are they good at singing? Do they have an accent?

🌸 What does your OC's voice sound like? Their laugh? Are they good at singing? Do they have an accent?

Dottie is from West Virginia, and if you have ever heard southern West Virginians talk...well, it's something else.

McDowell County- Exhibit A: "Weeeellll, darlin' he's go 'round at big ol' curve down yonder where at big ol' holler starts and then ya'-"

Mercer County- Exhibit B: "Quit wallerin' me!"

Pretty Much Everywhere- Exhibit C: "Could ya' get me a pop from the counter, hun?" (Pop is known as soda to most, I suppose.)

She's Exhibits B and C, but can make the Exhibit A voice for funnies. She calls it the "McDowell Voice". Felix thinks it's so cute, and Ellie thinks it's annoying. Max...well, Max tries to avoid her at all costs when this happens (she's usually drunk).

People from there (the women mostly) nickname everyone by the following: hun, doll, darlin', sweetheart, baby, sugar, ect.

Ever heard of a switch?

"I'm gonna whip you with a switch!"

Yeah, that's a tree limb (not huge one, just a flimsy one that's small), and you whip your kids with it. She learned quick the flimsy ones hurt the most.

Her laugh is really cute actually when she's "tickled" (which means she finds it really funny, another southern West Virginian word). It's angelic like too, at least that's what Felix thinks.

She's really good at singing, and started in church. Her dad never went, but she always went with her mom. It helped them get away from him, and her mom loved church. She did too, and singing made her the extrovert she is. Her mother sang well too, and she taught her daughter. Max loves to hear her sing, and so does everyone else- even Ellie (she won't admit it).

Fun fact: as every West Virginian does, she can sing Country Roads by heart, but only John Denver's. It's her favorite. She sings it in the "McDowell Voice" when drunk at times.

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 Is your character prone to jealousy? What makes them jealous? When they get jealous, do they let it influence their behaviors?

Hmmm....not really unless her desired person is flirting or being flirted with by someone else. Dottie honestly even then just feels really, really sad- like she's not good enough for the desired person.

It can influence her behavior, she can close herself off in her room. She feels sad and not good enough. If they are out somewhere she gets quiet and you can see something is wrong.

Thanks for the ask!!