Wake Up Ship

What Can I Do?

A/N

Hey everyone! Sorry it took so long to update. I've been super busy. I just moved to college! Whoo! It's so exciting! Anywhover, I couldn't come up with a name for Ship's friend, but he's kind of important so that I can continue the story. I'm going to use the name Keenon for him until I can come up with something else. (Keenon is the name of a character from a different story I haven't published yet). If anyone thinks of something that might work I'd really appreciate the support! Now on with the story!

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I wanted to go and speak with Keenon again, but after "Captain" left, all of the others began to shout at the boy. I didn't understand why they were mad at him. He'd just been doing his job right? I wouldn't get mad at my servos if they were cleaning while I talked to them. Why should they be mad at the boy who washed dishes for washing dishes?

A new thought occurred to me. I was feeling something new. I was....angry, indignant, frustrated. I wanted to shout at them and tell them they were acting foolish. I wanted to send my servos to pull them away from my Keenon.

But at the same time, I was confused, afraid, uncertain. What if I spoke up and he got into even more trouble? What if I was mistaken about what was happening? Would they even listen to me if I tried to defend him?

I was too scared to say anything. So instead, I kept a camera trained on them so that I would know if the situation changed, and went to find "Captain". He had started this, he could very well end it too!

"Captain" was moving around too much. He would walk to one workstation, look around a little bit and leave again, sometimes without saying a word to anyone. When "Captain" entered a room, everyone always jumped up and gave him their full attention, even though he didn't do anything. They looked scared; especially those who wore the same grey necklaces as my friend.

His voice was harsh, whenever he did speak. Usually, it was scolding, telling the workers that they weren't working hard enough. Sometimes, when he was walking down the halls, someone would bump into him. They always looked terrified when they realized who he was. They would bend at the waist and apologize profusely, but it didn't seem to make a difference to him. He would order them to go work in another place or take an extra job after their normal duties or to not get dinner that day.

Each time he did this, I became more angry. Maybe I just didn't understand the situation. Maybe he had a good reason for doling out punishment as he was. But I didn't care. What he was doing felt wrong. But what could I do about it? I'd only just learned to speak. How could I stop him when he didn't even know I existed? What can I do?