[i]"How 'bout we start off the day of light work lettin' Hook make ya breakfast, 'ey Abbs? Ain't need to pull a stitch 'fore ya had eggs."[/i] Did it work? Judgin’ by that knowin’ look in Pen’s eye, the whole shootin’ match done gone down in flames. Abby found herself all surprised t’how the pilot come tah know her so quick...an’ how she kinda liked that. Fer a couple ticks she wondered if this was like what she read ‘bout sisters knowin’ each other...an’ callin’ out each other’s [i]la shi.[/i] “Yer prob’ly right,” she give her head a tilt as she thought on it. “S’pose I should wait fer tha Cap’n...and have a bite.” [i]"I gotta get out of here if I'm going to get back in time for my own pre-flight punchlist. Hook, I'm puttin' ya in charge of wranglin' your fellow deckhand if she gets too lively."[/i] There’s that look, ‘cept this time it’s more commandin’, Abby come back with her own expression, white flag wavin’ in her eyes. Message was clear. She done enough galavantin’ last night when she most like shouldn’t. Time tah shut up an take her medicine tahday. Best she could tell, Hook conjured all this, ‘cuz he stepped right in ‘thout missin’ a beat. [i]“Good mornin’, Miss Abby. I trust you had a decent night’s sleep? Yes, Miss Penny, I will take care of Miss Abby. You lets me know ‘bout the new shipment. Ah will come with you and take care o’ that. You don’ need to be liftin’ heavy objects. That’s Hook’s job.”[/i] Yep. She’s done for. Abby glanced about the galley; Cap’n hadn’t left the clipboard out fer her this mornin’. Mayhaps they all was in cahoots tah keep her jest layin’ about. “Howdy, Hook,” she give him a smile ever’ bit how she felt. “What I heard yesterday was we’s hoverin’ over a fishin’ boat haulin’ up two tons ‘o’ fish. I promise I’ll do somethin’ light...run tha hoist ‘er somethin’...” Way they’s all comin’ at ‘er this mornin’, most like best tah follow along. She didn’t know how the Cap’n paid them’s was hurt, but she wanted tah keep this job. [i]“Now, what you be havin’ fer breakfast?”[/i] The girl pondered that. Fer years, breakfast was always protein paste an’ powdered eggs. But Hook had a way ‘o’ gettin ‘ tha genuine article. She took a minute, thinkin’ all serious afore realizin’ deep down somethin’ she wanted...somethin’ she only had once afore. “Um...can I have waffles?”