The adventures of Tintin, Malory and Snowy.

The Blue Lotus. (3)

Sons of the Dragon.

No One POV:

The crate was starting to float away, the ship was really far by now and almost disappeared in the horizon when a small fishing boat made its' way towards the crate's general location and one of the men inside managed to catch it with a fishing pole, sighing in relief that they managed to get there in time.

It was an early morning time when our heroes finally woke up...

Malory POV:

I squinted my eyes a bit when someone opened the door to my room and entered it.

"Ugh Tintin, it's too early..." I groaned and mumbled in my sleep as I turned to my side and felt something being rubbed against my nose.

I felt a little tuck on my blanket, like someone jumped into my bed, and they started whimpering; Snowy...

Snowy let out a barked and started making sounds like he's licking someone's face.

But... he wasn't licking me.

"Ugh... I'll be up in a few minutes, Snowy..." I felt something being rested around me.

"Tintin?" Wait... was that an arm?

My eyes shot open to meet Tintin's, who probably opened them just as I did.

"Malory?" He asked in confusion before our eyes moved down for a moment and we realized in what position we were in.

We were in the same bed...

Tintin's arm was around me...

And our noses were rubbing against each other.

"Oh Nuggets! OW!/Great Snakes! OW!" We yelled at the same time as I shot up to a sitting position and hit my head in the ceiling and Tintin fell out of the bed, revealing that we were both, thankfully, fully dressed.

"Are you okay?" I asked as I looked out of, what I realized now was an eastern style bed, and kept rubbing the spot where I hit my head.

"Yeah, and you?" I nodded back before looking around, "What happened to us? Where are we?"

"I don't know." He replied as got up from the floor and I jumped out of the bed, both of us still looking around in wonder. 

We went to the door on our tip toes and peeked out into the hallway. No one was around so we continued walking normally.

"This looks like a house..." I thought out loud as I kept looking around when we stopped the door across the one we came out of and Tintin listened carefully before opening it.

We peeked inside and saw someone sitting by a table with their back to us, looking like he's praying.

"Excuse me..." Tintin called quietly as we entered the room but the man kept praying.

"Excuse me!" I tried this time a little louder and the man stopped moving, froze for a few moments before turning to look at us, smiling.

"When I cut off your head..."

"You?!" Tintin and I exclaimed in surprise when we saw the madman from Shanghai, meaning that not only we were back here but also about to face this coocoo.

"You'll find the way!" He finished as he got up, pulling out his sword, making Snowy run and hide behind a vase in fright.

"Wait! Please!" Tintin tried to beg as he put his hands up in surrender and tried to shield me at the same time from madman, who started swinging his sword.