~Aya POV~
A couple days passed and I soon forgot about my 'encounter'.... Today I was helping Thomas with the sheets. "Thanks again Miss Aya!" He grinned at me. I chuckled. "No problem. It's just sheets. It will go faster when we work together!" I said picking up a basket of sheets and smiled. He grinned back but stumbled when a tiny figure ran into his legs. "W-whoa!" He said. "Owie!" A little voice said. I put down the basket and helped Ayoka up. "Why are you running?" I asked with a frown. "Because Mr.Creepy is back! He keeps saying your his flower." She said sweetly. I groaned and Thomas gave a nervous chuckle. "Go find the rest and pass the word okay?" He said patting her head. She nodded and ran off. I sweatdropped at her enthusiasm. Were all children that perky? As if reading my thoughts Thomas suddenly spoke. "Do you want kids some day?" He asked. A smiled graced my face. "Of course." I said. "Well then what's your ideal husband?" He asked challenging. "Hmm tough one. Well he has to love me and our children unconditionally, have a solid job, and be understanding." She said. Thomas grinned gaining new hope. You see he developed a big crush on her ever since her heard how he protected her sister. She was also smart, funny, and sweet. Bring attractive was just a bonus. His thoughts were interrupted by a sickeningly cheerful voice. "My flower! I have come to save you!" We groaned in unison. Not this guy again. He walked up with rope. "I will pluck you this time !" He sang. I rolled my eyes. How cheesy could this guy get?!? He caught Thomas by surprise by throwing a bottle of whiskey, which he evaded of course. Alan reached for me but our hung up sheets had loosened covering his face. He tripped and stumbled. Finally once again falling off the ship. I shrugged and turned to Thomas. "Who's sheet was that?" I asked. Thomas scratched the back of his neck nervously. "Edurado's?" Well shit. We are dead.