Hello everyone :)! so, here we have the 2nd chapter of this wonderful ff * cough *! oke, shizun didn't have time to write the whole chap because of exams, so the last part is from me, we hope you still have fun :)!




"Uhm ~ ouch ..."

With a slightly angry undertone, Dean rubbed his head when he woke up again. Well, waking up couldn't be called, let's call it the transition from deep sleep to dozing off. And exactly at this point in time, when no sensible person would have got up, but (assuming hewould reallyin his bed in the morning), the blue-haired man was awakened quite rudely as he tossed and turned restlessly, slammed he with his head on Cesca's teapot. Still dreamy, he opened his eyes, slightly sleepy, while he rubbed his head slightly annoyed.
Slowly he opened his eyes and saw the bottom of the slightly swaying boat, while the teapot, for his conception, almost cheekily went away and rolled towards Cesca. "Keep your pet with you, Cesca, I didn't want to make the acquaintance of something so hard in the early morning ..." he mumbled, nevertheless easy for everyone to understand. Cesca turned her head slightly and interrupted her discussion with Juka, Mia and, more or less, Cloud, who actually did not contribute any meaningful or helpful comments to the discussion. Rather, conversed with or about the cloud images she thought she was seeing; You didn't really know that with her ...

Still with a grumbling skull, Dean got up, and the next moment he stumbled over Finn, who was sleeping peacefully on the floor. Shaking his head, Dean went on, loudly the sun was almost noon, and the guy was still sleeping. 'Must be the lack of sleep,' he mumbled, somehow today he seemed to have got up with not just one but two left legs. He joined the girls with sleepless sleep to find out what was going on here.He only vaguely remembered a violent storm, an engine failure and a blinding light that suddenly emerged and into which they were drawn like a black hole on Star Trek. With a scrutinizing look he looked at the sea around him as he stepped up to the girls. Nothing to worry about, he found. The sea was calm, a sunny day with a few clouds in the sky, mild temperatures and no breeze. The water lapped against the outside of the boat with reassuring monotony. No trace of a storm, let alone a glistening light.

"Did I just dream?", Dean said aloud, whereupon all the girls looked up confused. "Um ...", Cesca said, her look spoke volumes. Even Cloud looked up from her "cloud talks", Mia looked slightly worried and Juka couldn't help but say "We finally had a good rest".

She shook her head, slightly confused, and half turned back to the others. "Well, let's summarize: The engine is broken, no wind is blowing, so sails are unsuitable. We don't have a dinghy. The big question: How. Coming. We. Here. Away.?!" At the increasing volume, some twitched back in the circle imperceptibly, apparently Juka was a little angry, was understandable, as Mia thought.
"So we really don't have an oar?", Mia asked, while she looked around from Cloud to Dean slightly desperately, her smile had faded. The only one who was smiling was Cloud, but that was normal. "I don't know," she said and shrugged her shoulders again - typically for her. "Well I didn't find one.", Cesca grumbled. Her good mood also faded, she had run out of tea. A sideways glance at Dean said that he was dreaming again. Someone sighed softly, apparently Dean was absent again.

"Hello, earth to Dean, does the gentleman with the blue hair also want to contribute something to the solution?", Juka was the one. She waved a hand in front of Dean's face. Suddenly he returned to reality." ... Mh ?! "It came after about three more seconds. Juka's gaze had to tell him enough, he mumbled a quick apology and then said," Then why don't we tinker with each other? "
Silence followed. Four irritated looks, all of them had his attention. "What ...", Mia began, "... tinkering?" Asked Cesca, still her mood was on absolute zero. For her it was simple: the longer they were stuck here, the longer it would be before she could have tea again at home. She was secretly putting together the next mix she wanted to try.

"Well, let's just make some ... won't we my little clouds?"

The sentence hit like a bomb. Aprubbt three heads turned almost 180 °, Cloud stood at the other end of the round, and stared at the eternally smiling woman from amazed to almost dismayed. That was it, the solution, simple and easy. Why didn't she say that right away ?!
Everyone went to work in a hurry, tripping over Finn several times, who was still asleep and apparently his body refused to wake up now that he had the sleep it deserved.
Cesca stopped abruptly and gave a deep sigh. "And what should we make oars out of? You don't happen to have a couple of boards, a cordless drill, a jigsaw and a couple of poles on board, don't you Juka?" Juka turned to Cesca. "... well, if you ask that ..." She disappeared into the small control cabin. Cesca gave Dean and Mia a confused look, but they couldn't answer her either. After a few minutes, Juka stepped out of the cabin with a huge tool case in her hands.
“Where did you get that thing all at once?” Mia hurried to help the black-haired one with it.

"It has been standing there for half an eternity ... now we only need boards ..." She looked around the deck, searching.“How about that?” Dean pointed to the floor. “You want to tear up the floor?” Mia gave him a confused look. "Well, there are boards." Dean shrugged his shoulders and turned back to the water. He had a strange feeling in the stomach area, something was different than this afternoon. "Can't we also take the shelves in the house apart?" Cesca turned to Juka who only nodded and went back into the house. Cloud and Mia followed quickly. Cesca stood next to Dean at the railing and sighed again. “Shit like that.” Dean grunted absently.

"Tell Juka, shouldn't we wake him up?" Cloud crouched down next to Finn and poked him in the shoulder. "I don't know, maybe we should let him sleep too ... while he's asleep." She shrugged and continued to unscrew the screws from the shelves. "Hm, right. He looks really happy!" Cloud smiled contentedly and helped Mia to carry out the shelves. "Yeah, but he's totally in the way." Mia said as she moved over Finn's legs.

After a few long, hard minutes of tinkering, they finally managed to get a few makeshift oars together to rooms. Juka sighed and put the cordless drill aside and looked at the boards screwed together.
"Well, they don't exactly look like oars ..." Cesca remarked, slightly disappointed, they had tried so hard. "Well, they'll have to come here. Besides, it's not far to the coast, we have been swept towards the mainland." Juka shrugged and threw Dean one of the boards. "... I should row?" "Of course. You are a man, you have to do something like that." "What about Finn? I don't want to row alone ..." Dean grumbled to himself. “You would have to wake him up first.” “Well then ...” Dean strolled towards the house, the makeshift oar still in hand.
"... does he want to beat him up?" Mia hissed softly into the group of girls."I don't think so, Dean doesn't do that." Cesca said softly. "Are you sure? Still waters run deep." Juka laughed softly. "Now stop, I'm still worried!" Mia punished her with a venomous look and ran after Dean. Juka started laughing and followed her along with Cesca and Cloud.

Dean was about to poke Finn in the ribs with the oar and mumbled something to himself. "What are you doing? ... you don't beat him up, do you?" Mia crept next to him and eyed what was happening. "Hm? No, not me. But he sleeps pretty sound ..." Juka, Cesca and Cloud stood next to Mia and watch Dean poke. "Kick him." "Juka, don't always be so mean to him!" "If he doesn't wake up it's his own fault." "I won't kick him." "Well then ..." Juka knelt next to him Finn hit the floor and shook him. "... stop doing that, you beast ..." "Oho, he's waking up!" Juka didn't think to stop. Dean rolled his eyes with a smile and went out. Finn blinked a few times and then opened his eyes, he stared up at the ceiling and waited. "I'm awake, you can stop." he said dryly. "Tze. You're really ungrateful." She got up again and went to Dean. Meanwhile, Cloud gave Finn his hand with a smile and Cesca explained to him about her predicament.

Dean and Finn were grumbling about rowing, the girls were watching them. They had found it wiser if only the boys rowed and only wrecked two of the seven crippled oars instead of scrapping all the oars at once.
"How far are we from the port? I'm getting tired of it ..."
"Stop whining, Dean! You're acting like a little child." Mia laughed briefly.
"How about we swap? Let's see who's whining." "My board is over ..." Finn threw the remains of his oar into the sea and waited patiently for a new one.
"How far is it now?"Dean also threw his boards into the water.
"Hm ... I guess about two kilometers." Juka glanced at her soggy map and then looked up at the blue sky.
“And how many oars do we have left?” Finn turned briefly to the girls.
"...three." Mia replied tersely. "Great. Then we will have to swim for better or for worse." he grabbed two of the last oars and handed one to Dean.

As if Finn had conjured it up, after a mile and a half they actually had to give up and swim. "Will someone help me with the anchor?" Juka pulled the heavy iron chain behind him and smiled thankfully at Cloud as she helped her. The others were busy tying the most necessary things together in bundles. After another quarter of an hour they finally made it. "So ... so, into the cold water!" Juka jumped into the gray water first. The others stood indecisively at the edge of the boat and did not really know how to proceed. "Okay ... I'll jump if you jump." Mia looked around expectantly. "Ha, ha. Should I