Octonauts oneshots 2

AI co-write: Damaged tools, Broken Sonar, Net, unknown

⚠️Just an AU⚠️

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Kwazii sighed, dropping some stuff accidentally... 

Kwazii accidentally damages some of Tweak's tools while trying to help her, but the other octonauts think he did it on purpose to mess with her inventions.

they each glared at him... 

Kwazii sighed, dropping some stuff accidentally. He had been trying to help Tweak with her latest invention, a new sonar device that could locate any sunken ship in the ocean. He was curious about how it worked, and wanted to see if he could make it better. But he had no idea what he was doing, and ended up breaking some of the wires and buttons.

"Oops, sorry, Tweak. I was just trying to..." Kwazii started to say, but Tweak interrupted him.

"Trying to what, Kwazii? Trying to ruin my work? Trying to mess with my tools? Trying to make me look bad?" Tweak shouted, her eyes flashing with anger.

"No, no, no, Tweak. I was just trying to help. Honest," Kwazii said, backing away.

"Help? You call this help? You've just set me back hours, maybe days. Do you have any idea how hard I've been working on this? Do you have any respect for my work?" Tweak said, pointing at the damaged device.

"Of course I do, Tweak. I respect you and your work. You're a genius, Tweak. I admire you, Tweak. I just wanted to learn from you, Tweak," Kwazii said, trying to calm her down.

"Save it, Kwazii. I don't need your flattery. I don't need your help. I don't need you. Just go away, Kwazii. Go away and leave me alone," Tweak said, turning away from him.

Kwazii felt a pang of hurt in his chest. He looked around and saw that the other octonauts were watching the scene. They all had expressions of annoyance and disappointment on their faces. They all seemed to agree with Tweak. They all seemed to think that he had done it on purpose. They all seemed to want him to go away.

Kwazii felt a lump in his throat. He wanted to explain himself, to apologize, to make them understand. But he knew it was useless. They wouldn't listen to him. They wouldn't believe him. They wouldn't forgive him.

He felt a tear roll down his cheek. He turned and ran out of the workshop, leaving behind his friends and his home.

He ran into the launch bay and got into the Gup-B. He didn't care where he was going. He just wanted to get away from the Octopod. He just wanted to get away from the pain.

He launched the Gup-B and sped away, leaving behind a trail of bubbles.

He didn't notice that someone was following him. Someone who had seen everything. Someone who had a different plan for him.

Someone who was his grandfather.

Calico Jack, the legendary pirate, had been lurking near the Octopod, looking for a chance to meet his grandson. He had heard stories about Kwazii and his adventures with the octonauts. He had been proud of him, but also curious. He wanted to see if Kwazii had inherited his pirate spirit. He wanted to see if Kwazii was worthy of his name.