Feb 3, 2025
Someone on twitter pointed this out and I'm honestly ashamed of myself that I didn't catch this one immediately. Like they even do the going from unfocused to focused with Mo like they did with Jim.
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Someone on twitter pointed this out and I'm honestly ashamed of myself that I didn't catch this one immediately. Like they even do the going from unfocused to focused with Mo like they did with Jim.
“The final shipment’s coming in. Ship freighter, called the Tulpar. Colt! Go handle their check-in after they land and oversee unloading.”
“Yes, sir.”
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Colt stood outside the ship with their clipboard, giving orders for the cargo transfer and final delivery of Pony Express. The mighty freighter stood strong, no outside appearance of harm. One checked box down, many more to go.
Kssshhffvvv…
The door opened. The first one out had brown-black hair, and an obnoxiously pink shirt. He looked around, squinting at the green grass that was set to be replaced with another landing pad soon.
“Swansea! Swansea, look! It’s the sky! And grass!!”
“Yeah, bet you’re excited, huh? You get used to it again. Hey, don’t look directly at the sun, idiot. Close your eyes.”
The next man following was an older gentleman, by the looks of it- a quick check on the clipboard told him that it was the mechanic of the ship.
“Daisuke’s right, though. Lovely to breathe fresh air again, isn’t it, Curly?”
“Always is.”
Yes, that would be the captain, guiding a black-haired woman down the steps. She was wearing a Pony Express shirt that was way too large for her, though. Odd.
Colt shrugged it off, waving the crew over to him as he flipped over the notes on the clipboard. “Okay, pipe down. Gotta make sure all of you are present and accounted for. Captain Curly.”
The blond man raised his hand. “Present and accounted for.”
“Swansea.”
“Here,” the grouchy-looking man muttered, more distracted by keeping the one with the pink shirt from running off like some hyperactive dog. Said person was muttering something about touching grass.
“Daisuke.”
The youngest one perked up at the sound of his name. “Yeah? Oh, here.”
“Anya.”
The woman nodded, stepping out from behind the mechanic. “Here.”
Colt looked up at her to confirm her identity with the face cards- and his eyes slid down.
What the hell?
“Some people were having a bit too much fun on the trip, huh,” he muttered, shaking his head at her round belly. “That’ll be deducted salary. No unauthorized fucking on company time.”
The woman tensed, her face tightening, and Colt suddenly found himself pinned under two harsh blue glares. The youngest one stepped over to squeeze the woman’s hand.
“Who gives a rat’s ass about that,” the oldest man spat at him. “Just hurry it up.”
Don’t wanna take responsibility, eh? Okay, fine. Someone else’ll handle it. “Whatever.” A quick head count…
Colt frowned and double-checked his clipboard. “Wait. There’s supposed to be five of you. Where’s the co-pilot? Jimmy?”
There was a small ripple over the crew; what seemed to be a mix of apprehension from the younger ones and twisted satisfaction from the older.
“He’s in the utility room onboard,” the mechanic smirked.
“Well, can someone go get him? I ain’t got all goddamn day.”
“Think you might need some special tools for that. He’s stuck in one of the cryopods.”
The intern grinned. “Popsicled!”
“He got himself stuck,” the captain informed him with a smile that was way too smug for his words to be true. “For the last 8 months of the trip or so. Tragic.”
What the fuck…
Colt scribbled a few notes down on his clipboard. “That’s really gonna hurt your paychecks, you know that, right?”
“I hope it hurts,” the intern mumbled, crossing his arms as Colt flipped the final page. “It was worth it.”
“Any other major problems with the journey?”
Curly shook his head. “Only one big issue. But we fixed it.” He looked back over his crew and smiled. “We made it.”
“Yeah, except that frozen crewmate,” Colt muttered with a roll of his eyes. “Bit of a low point, doncha think?”
For the first time, the woman spoke up properly. “That wasn’t our low point. That was the best decision we made aboard that ship.”
“Fuck you,” was the mechanic’s input, as he brushed past Colt. The intern and the nurse followed him, though the last lingered behind for Curly as the captain paused.
“He proved himself unsafe and unfit for the crew,” the blond confessed, lowering his tone. “We took care of it. I’ll take responsibility, take it out of my and his paycheck. The others need theirs, especially Anya.” He tapped absently on the Pony Express logo embroidered on his uniform. “We can all move on now, though.”
With that, the captain walked away. Colt just shook his head and scribbled down several more notes at the bottom of his clipboard.
+ One penny
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Carmen: Aw. If I had a penny for every time you said nice things like that to me..
Carmen:
Carmen: Actually, I'd have one penny, which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened at all
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