The adventures of Tintin, Malory and Snowy.

The Shooting Star. (2)

We're Going to the Arctic!

Malory POV:

During our jog towards the observatory, I kept glancing over at Tintin, debating on whether I should ask about what he said in his sleep.

About... loving me.

My heart kept racing at the repeating thought and it wasn't just because I was running.

When we kissed back at the palace, I honestly believed Tintin did it as a heat of the moment thing, but now... I'm not so sure. How do I even approach him about that? The tension from it was still standing in the air thickly and I don't think even Didi's blade would've been able to cut it!

UGH! I wish I would've said something then and didn't just stand there staring like a dummy! 

Without even noticing, we've reached the observatory and Tintin didn't even bother buzzing as we charged in.

"Professor Phostle? Professor Pho- OOF!" I was snapped out of my thoughts at the sound and saw that when Tintin opened the door to the room we've met the professor yesterday, a heavy book hit him.

"You fumbling imbecile! OUT, OUT OUT!" Tintin and I moved away when the other scientist ran out with another book being thrown at him, which slammed into me this time and like Tintin, I caught it. We looked over at the furious man.

"How dare you call yourself a scientist!" He stomped his foot before marching away.

Tintin and I switched looks before carefully approaching.

"Did he do something wrong?" Tintin asked the man, who was now sitting on the stairs to the telescope with head in hands.

"He made a mistake on the figures! All of my calculations were wrong!" He repined with fists in the air. Wait, is he seriously mad that he mispredicted the end of the world?!

"Um, sorry that I can't find it as upsetting." I sarcastically apologized. Tintin on the hand decided against scolding him for that.

"But something happened out there." He encouraged only to brushed off.

"Oh, only a small piece of the meteorite hit us, the rest passed by! What a disappointment." He said, going back into his first position and by that point I pulled a face while Tintin's mouth did an 'o'.

"Let's leave." I suggested/asked Tintin quietly without taking my eyes of the loony. I really didn't want to take over the other professor's post.

Speaking of him, he returned into the room with a black strip in his hands, slowly approaching us.

"Professor?... I have the spectroscope of the meteorite." He carefully said and held it up to prove. This seemed to encourage Professor Phostle because he snatched it from him and held it high, slowly inspecting it right to left before gasping at the end.

"BUT! This is incredible!" He cheered and jumped out of his seat towards the table. He turned the lamp over and held strip over the light, inspecting it again, "I have never seen such a formation before!"

"Would you like to share with the rest of the class?" I asked as Tintin and I got closer, he looked at us with a smile.

"I, have discovered a new metal!" He announced. WHAT? Tintin and I leant closer to see the strip, interested even if we didn't understand anything.

"Congratulations, Professor! May I suggest the name: Phostlight?" The professor from before toaded.

"You may!" Phostle agreed, putting the strip down on the table, "Let's celebrate! Order 10 pounds of jellybeans!"