"Well well well, look who's running from a foreign government."
Natty smiled and hugged her grandmother with joy. Natty had gotten out of the jeans and had a pare of brown cargo pants, and a white button up long sleeved shirt.
Natty looked up at the small prop plane and smiled.
"How much fuel?"
"Full tank, and I hooked you up with some extra gas. I know a place in Nepal if you need to hide out. I have extra money, and plenty of other stuff in there for you." She said with a smile.
Natty grinned before Fin said, "Nepal!?"
Natty rolled her eyes and turned to him. The thing that made them more mad at each other that morning was what he wore. He wore a brown leather jacket, and brown pants with a white button up shirt. The same outfit pretty much. They both started to yell at each other and say, 'You copied me'.
"Yes, Nepal." Natty said rolling her eyes and folding her arms.
"But that's so far away! And, how is this going to take us to Nepal! Why am I here?!" Fin said rolling his eyes. He then looked at Natty's grandmother and waved, and said "Hello ma'am."
Marion Jones smile and elbowed her granddaughter. Natty turned and looked at her carefully and said, "What?"
"Cute guy." Marion said with a smug smirk.
Natty rolled her eyes and folded her arms. "No. He's a moron. Grandpa would have ditched him on the spot."
"But you didn't."
Natty stared for a second before turning to her grandmother. "No."
"Okay then."
Fin walked over and tossed a small bag onto the plane. Natty raised an eyebrow and stared at him.
"Wut?"
"Thought you'd pack five suitcases."
"Why?!"
"Because your a rich d—"
"NATTY!" Marion yelled.
Natty looked up and shrugged. "But he is a rich d—"
"Am not!" Fin yelled.
"ARE TOO!"
"SHUT UP!"
Marion pushed her hair off of her shoulders and groaned. She pointed at Fin and said, "You on the plane." Fin nodded and obeyed in an instant and Marion smiled.
She turned to Natty with a small smile. She then looked at the whip in Natty's cargo pant loops that now held the whip.
"Where did you find that?"
"A bar."
Marian smiled and patted her granddaughter's shoulder. "Indy would be disappointed you came to me for help. He always hated relying on be because I was right." She said more to herself with a smile.
Natty looked up and gave a small sigh. "Yeah. I remember that."
"I know."
Marian smiled and kissed her granddaughter's cheek. "Stay safe. You know your parents will kill me if not."
"I know, but I'm twenty one. They don't need to know."
Marian smiled and nodded in agreement. She patted Natty's shoulder and said, "Well get going! Stop lingering around! Indy would have been gone by now!"
"Okay okay!"
Natty ran up the steps of the plane and pressed a button as the steps lifted up. She gave a small sigh and fixed her glasses. This was happening. Natty turned to go to the cockpit of the plane when she saw Fin sitting in the pilot's seat.
"What are you doing?"
"Flying the plane."
Natty raised an eyebrow. "You know how to fly a plane?!"
"Yeah, me-dad owns a few. Showed me how to fly one a few years ago." Fin said simply flipping everything on.
Natty stared at him and swore under her breath. Of corse the Rich British Moron Man knew how to fly a plane. Fin took control of the plane and started to turn it on as Natty grabbed something to hold onto. After a few minutes of Natty thinking Fin was going to crash the plane into buildings, she relaxed and sat down on the floor.
"Erm... Jonesy?"
Natty looked up and rolled her eyes. "What?" She asked with annoyance.
"Erm... I dunno where I'm going per-say, and erm... I'm the pilot and I need a navigator." He said softly.
Natty nodded and walked over and sat down next to him. She looked around the area and under her seat found a map even though the plane had some good navigation stuff.
"We should be good for now."
"Great... and erm... I saw a box for you." Fin said pointing to under the flight control desk.
Natty nodded and grabbed a small cardboard box that read 'Henry Jones IV', her name, and a small letter. Natty looked at the letter carefully and picked it up. She opened it up and read,
Dear Natty,
Well, it seems like you're following in the steps of your grandfather— not a good choice but I guess that doesn't matter. He left this to you in his will, for when this day came, and well I don't know how he knew it! A real special man if I do say so myself. Stay safe please, and know that your grandfather wanted YOU to have this.
-Love you, grandma
Natty sat there and stared at the letter in her hands. Her mind raced, and she looked back at the small cardboard boxes and opened it. Her eyes widened as she looked at it, and another small letter. She picked it up as her hands shook, and opened it.
Hey Kiddo. I'm sorry I couldn't give this to you in person. I know you will do great things and gain Fortune And Glory, Kid. But I want you to know that Fortune and Glory aren't everything that matters. You will learn that. Love you bunches and don't cry at my funeral. Please don't. That's for your wimpy father. Love you kiddo.
-Indiana Jones (Grandpa)
Natty's hands shook as her eyes watered. She bit her lip, and touched the letters carefully as her glasses fogged up. She fixed her glasses and whipped her eyes and looked at it in the small box.
"What's in there?" Fin asked softly.
Natty picked up the brown Fedora style hat. She smiled and rubbed the hat carefully pushing dust off of it. She put it on her head and smiled.
"A hat?" Fan asked softly. "What is a stupid hat doin there?"
Natty turned around and punched him across the face. Fin suddenly let of the yoke of the plane, and Natty grabbed it trying to keep it up.
"OW!"
"FLY THE PLANE MORON!"
"YOU JUST—UGH!"
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Indiana Jones and the Lost Kingdom of Kush// Book 1
Fanfiction(THIS STORY TAKES PLACE 9 YEARS AFTER DIAL OF DESTINY) *** Henry Jones IV wasn't a boy. She was a girl named Henry. What a stupid family name. She was lucky that her family was aloud to choose their own name. So, Henry IV chose Nefertiti, or 'Natty...
