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PART FOUR

2 MONTHS AFTER THE CRASH

You, Jimmy, Daisuke, Swansea and Anya sat at the lounge table. You haven't grouped up with everyone in a while. They were always busy dealing with the aftermath of Captain Curly's doings. Honestly, you were too. You couldn't believe that he would do something like that.

You all stare at Jimmy, waiting for him to start speaking.
You sit beside Anya while Daisuke sits across from you, Swansea right beside him. Jimmy sits on the end of the table, appearing as the leader.

"Anyone else would do the same thing." Jimmy speaks, his voice calm. "We ain't touching the damn cargo. The hold is locked down for a reason. The only thing worse than dying slowly is not getting paid. Swansea argues.

You glance up at him, giving him a weird look. "But it could be something useful. I think-.." Anya attempts to reason with the short haired man, but failed to do so. "Could be what? Hopes, dreams and marzipan?" He chuckles, glaring at the black haired woman.

Anya tries to speak again, but she gets cut off by Jimmy.
"If it helps us survive it's worth it." He mutters. You stare between the trio, not knowing whose side you're on.
Jimmy did have a point about how if it gives you an advantage to live, you'll have to take it.

But a small percentage of you can't help but wonder if it'll hurt one of you. Or worse, all of you. You bite your lip as Daisuke chimes in. "Man, Pony Express bosses really aren't chill at all, huh?" Everyone turnes their heads towards him, including you.

"C'mon! A quick look won't hurt." You gently shove Daisuke's leg with your foot, getting his attention. "What if we get hurt trying to look?" You question, a worried expression glazing your face.

"That wouldn't happen, Y/N." Anya replies, a soft smile appearing on her lips for a moment. You can't help but keep thinking about it. Even if it wasn't going to happen, what if it did?

"How exactly is this group therapy committee planning on getting in there?" Swansea asks before Daisuke turns to him, exposing his solution.

"Right here, boss!" He happily replies. "You're looking at the meanest swing of the regional junior baseball team.
Straight up nearly corked a kid once!" He brags, a grin plastered on his lips.

"I can take the utility axe and..." Swansea slams his hand on the table before shouting. "You were goddamn born fully corked!" He retorts. Daisuke's smile slightly softens, but it was still noticeable.

"That's enough, Swansea." Jimmy cuts in before he could say anything worse. "There has to be an 'in case of emergency' way inside." Anya perks up before speaking.

"If I remember correctly from the safety protocols, the doors should have an alternate access code. But, it can only be uncovered using a code scanner device." She explains.

"Isn't the only person who has access to the code scanner the captain?" You murmur, tilting your head. Jimmy nods, confirming your question. "Of course! Go ahead and ask him all about it then. Maybe he'll sing ya the blues too." Swansea sarcastically declares.

"We don't need him if we find the scanner, get the code, and open the hold." Jimmy argues. "For better or worse, I'm captain now. I'll figure it out." Your brows furrow, hasty eyeing the brunette male.

Nobody discussed that he would be the new captain.
Although he was the second in command before the crash, it still felt wrong.

"Right on!" You wish you could punch Daisuke in the face right now. You love him, but god could he be dumb. Now that Jimmy's the captain, he's the one to search for the code scanner. You all let him be, going to do your own thing. You follow Daisuke down to the digital screen, wanting to talk to him.