"Fluffy February" - Day Four
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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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.
"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."
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.
"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.
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.
"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.
"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.
"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.
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