Part 1

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James moody woke up in his tiny quarter, rubbing his eyes as he got out lazily of the his bed. Still half asleep, he made his bed and smoothed the cover. When he noticed something was wrong.

Where was it? he looked all round the bed, but it was no where to be found. He checked the rest of his cabin but found nothing at all. where could it have gone? He wondered for a minute before the gravity of his situation sink in completely.

If anyone found out, he will be doomed to the end of time, not only his life, but after his death as well. he dressed and left his quarter quickly. In the corridor he met with some crew members who were hiding some giggling.

Poor moody thought they were laughing at him, but they were in fact laughing about one of their mate who they had just pranked. Moody rushed to the bridge, hoping to find one of the reasonable officers, not the joker ones.

For his most unfortunate luck, it was Lowe who was on watch. he noticed Moody's scared face, and was alarmed.

"is every thing ok?" Lowe asked, he was concerned about the youngest officer, he took pride in looking after him.

"uh.... Yeah...." Moody lied. He couldn't tell Lowe, he should never know or else. "where is Mr. Murdoch?"

"some fight happened, he is there, with the captain and Mr. Wild. Probably trying to solve what ever the drunk passengers managed to cause." Lowe replied. Couldn't hide his annoyance, after all he did for Moody, he still goes for Murdoch for help first. It also made scenes for him, as he himself will go for him first as Murdoch is the most reasonable one among the higher rank officers.

That was not true, Murdoch was not the most reasonable, it was Mr. Wild. But Murdoch had learned that if he wants the voyage to go smoothly, the crew have to had clear minds. And anything that might cause any worries must be eliminated right away. Or solved.

Moody headed out searching for his lost possession, trying not to look suspicious at all which he failed as the second officer Lightoller noticed him.

"did you lost something?" he asked as he popped out of the thin air behind Moody.

"nothing.. nothing!" moody replied, face white with fear.

"my experience tell me otherwise. What is it that you lost?" he asked "we might find it faster if we both look around"

"nothing sir..." moody kept on his lie. He wasn't sure whether Lightoller will help or just lough at him. perhaps both. But that wont be the problem, what if he tells someone else? Which moody was almost sure that he will.

"you were looking form me?" Murdoch asked as he joined them.

"he lost something, won't say what it is" Lightoller replied

"what is it that you lost?" Murdoch asked again. Moody realized there is no way for him out of this.

"I lost Mr. Fluff" moody answered, head dropped to hide his bright red face.

"Mr. Fluff?" both Murdoch and Lightoller asked, looking confusingly at each other's, trying to put 1 and 1 together.

"yes"

"who is it?"

"my teddy bear"

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