Stow-away! (Jaws) (X Child! Reader)

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A lot of time went by and it was now night time. Quint finally came into the cabin to fix some food for all of you. You weren't sure what it was but you were so hungry you dug in. The men started drinking alcohol and you, obviously not allowed to have any, were given water with your meal. "You want some more, squirt" Quint asked after you finished your meal, "It'll be good to get some meat on your bones. Your as skinny as a sardine".

"Yes please".

"Just take the rest of mine, (Y/n)" Brody said, "I'm not that hungry". You didn't complain and took his plate. While you ate, Quint looked over and saw Brody looking at his forehead in a mirror. His recent head injury from falling was a little bit sore. "Chief... don't you worry about it, Chief. It won't be permanent. Want to see something permanent? Boom-boom-boom". Quint then took a fake tooth out of his mouth to reveal that one tooth was shaved and broken. He made a wheezy cackled laugh before turning his attention to you and Hooper. "Hey, you two, you want to feel something permanent? Just put your hands underneath my cap". Both you and Hooper reached out, you especially due to your short arms, to feel a small lump on his head. "You feel that little lump? Knocko Nolans, St. Paddy's day, Boston". Quint sat back down and Hooper spoke up.

"I got that beat. I got that beat". He rolled up his sleeve to show off his left forearm that had a dark scar on it. "It's a Moray eel. It bit right through my wet suit". Now Quint spoke up. "Well, Hoop, now listen, I don't know about that, but I entered an arm wrestling contest in an Oakie bar in San Francisco". Quint lifted his sleeve an inch. "You see this? I can't extend that. You know why? Because in the semi-final, celebrating my third wifes demise, a big Chinese fella, he pulled me right over" Quint said laughing.

You were seated at the end of the bench and Hooper scooted over to Quint and put his leg on the table. "Look at that". You saw what looked like a birth mark at first but Hooper then explained it was from a bull shark that scraped his leg when he was taking samples. "I got something for ya". Quint then pulled his leg up onto the table to show a scar that went down his calf. "That's a thresher. See that, chief? A threshers tail".

"Thresher" Brody asked.

"It's a shark" Hooper said. Quint took his leg off the table and said "You want a drink? Drink to your leg"?

"I'll drink to your leg".

"Ok, so we drink to our legs" Quint said and they both laughed. You didn't laugh though. You didn't understand what was being said so you just stayed quiet. "I got the crème de la crème. Right here. Hold on" said Hooper as he started to undo his sweater and pointed to a spot on his hairy chest. "Here, you see that"?

"Your wearing a sweater" Quint said.

"Right there. Mary Ellen Moffit. She broke my heart". Thay all started laughing with Hooper laughing uncontrollably. When their laughter had died down, you noticed something on Quints arm. "What's that one" you asked.

"What" Quint asked you.

"That one on your arm" you said pointing at it.

"Oh... It's a tattoo. I got that removed".

"Don't tell me. Don't tell me" Hooper said. "Mother". Hooper then started laughing up a storm but was able to ask "What is it" through his fits of laughter. "Mr. Hooper, that's the U.S.S Indianapolis". Hooper and Brody were silent for a moment but Hooper then asked, "You were on the Indianapolis"?

"What happened" asked Brody.

"Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into her side, Chief. We was comin’ back from the island of Tinian to Leyte, just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes. Didn’t see the first shark for about a half-hour. Tiger. 13-footer. You know how you know that when your in the water, Chief? You tell by lookin’ from the dorsal to the tail. What we didn’t know, was our bomb mission had been so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn’t even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, Chief, sharks come cruisin’, so we formed ourselves into tight groups. You know, kind of like old squares in a battle like you see on a calendar, like the Battle of Waterloo and the idea was the shark come to the nearest man, that man he starts poundin’ and hollerin’ and screamin'. Sometimes the shark would go away… sometimes he wouldn’t go away. Sometimes that shark, he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. You know, the thing about a shark, he’s got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll’s eyes. When he comes at ya, he doesn’t seem to be livin’… until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then… ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin’. The ocean turns red, and despite all the poundin’ and the hollerin’ those sharks come in and they... rip you to pieces".