My Little Treasure

chapter seventeen: (part 2) catching feelings

(Two days later)

(Barnacles's pov)
Nora has made it quite obvious that she likes me in a more than just friends kinda way, kwazii and saber have thoroughly enjoyed teasing me about it "octopod to gup-A" dashi's voice came through the radio bringing me away from my thoughts, "barnacles here, what is it dashi?" I questioned, "there's a big storm coming, it's advised that you return to the octopod immediately" dashi responded, "thanks for the warning, I'm on my way back, barnacles out" I replied ending the call shortly thereafter, as I  started to make my way back to the octopod the water begin to get rough "woah, iceberg" I exclaimed, the fast moving water certainly did not help, I lost control of the steering wheel and was thrown to the back of the gup, the gup-A's lantern hit the bottom of the iceberg, only sending it further off course

After smashing violently into a second iceberg, the gup-A finally stopped, I began to sit upright only to be met with pain shotting throughout my left arm and chest *growls in pain* "...oh bloody...I swear I always find the stupidest ways to injure myself" I growled in frustration cursing the pain receptive nerves in my brain, I stood up and walked to the front of the ship to see what had stopped it

the swift moving currents wedged it in between two solid pieces of ice, this gup isn't going anywhere anytime soon and neither am I, the storm is only getting worse, I can't swim in this, I'll just get hurt worse then I already am "captain barnacles to octopod, can anyone hear me?" I questioned trying the gup-A's radio, "no answer, guess I'll just have wait for someone to come looking for me or at least until the storm settles down" I sighed, looks like I might be here a while

I sat down in one the chairs in the back of the gup not really sure what else to do, memories started flooding my mind, the time I nearly lost my eye...surprisingly enough that thought isn't always present, I remember what Professor natquick said "you're pretty tough for a cub" his words replayed countless times in my mind, I've been injured a million times it feels, my body has been beaten and battered, I've been dangerously bruised

I never cried once, the last time I cried was when I lost my parents, I growled wearily as the pain in my arm and chest continued to grow more severe, I don't know what happened but it only appears to be getting worse, it's become slightly painful to breathe, I wish Nora was here "is this what love feels like?" I questioned myself mentally, I just don't know anymore....this is all so...confusing