Moonquest: A Journey To The Stars-Chapter 91: MoonQuest: A Journey To The Stars

"Alright! Hooh, these are the last of the drawings. Now I need to know what I've done with those drafted pants mine..."

Packing the huge trunk of his, Simon dragged it out of the shop, where a horse-drawn carriage lay, courtesy of Silvertree Corporation. Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he sat beside his trunk case.

As the cart began moving, he stared back at the shop:

Simon's Snippets

Or what is left of it. The sign lay beside him, covered in a white cloth, shielding it from all elements. Starting at it, he began reminiscing at all the memories that had passed through here:

The day he built his first prototype, only to crash into a tree, breaking 100 of his bones...

Nearly burning his home after accidentally falling asleep on his table, too tired after drawing plans on reaching the Moon...

And finally, riding the huge firework, which resulted in him nearly killing Lewis.

Shaking his head, he started off into the distance, where his colleagues, no, friends, awaited him, willing to go with his dream...

Of going to the Moon

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"Fresh prawns! Fresh prawns! Get your fresh prawns here!"

"Hey shut it! That guy's a total hack! If you want the freshest seafood, come and get it from Ocera, your neighbourhood-friendly mermaid! And no, it doesn't screw with young boys! (Tch, who snitched!)"

"For the latest travel passages, come and get it from the world's greatest, bravest CAPTAIN BOOK!"

Amidst the wailing and haggling at the port, Simon lugged his trunk, searching, looking everywhere for the ship that would lead them to their new home. Just as he was about to panic, a sudden cry jolted him awake.

"Hey shorty! Here!"

Waving at the edge of the wharf was Goblina, sitting precariously atop her many beakers, of which many were shaking. "Goblina, could you please get off the very dangerous pile of beakers? You know how it would make me feel if one of our cremated suddenly blows themselves up due to an unfortunate sitting position..."

Behind a mountain of books, Duncan was heard chastising the young Goblin, warning her to quickly get off the pile of (really) explosive bottles. Rolling her eyes, she hopped off the mountain, running towards Simon.

"Hey~ how do I look today~"

Lifting her shirt at the top, she teased the young Dwarf, who began blushing profusely at the sight of her bright green cleavage. Just before blood began dripping from his nose, a loud smack was given to the seducing Goblin.

"Stop pulling his heartstrings. C'mon and help me pack the rest of the luggage..."

Lifting ten trunks on his shoulders, Titus went up the ship, carrying them with ease. Plopping them onto the deck, he crossed his arms, a bit miffed at the sight of the younglings playing when they should be helping. Sighing when he saw them not listening to him, he set his gaze upon A lovelorn Lewis, who stared at the streets, sadness in his eyes.

"Hey, it doesn't matter if she doesn't come. Duncan said that he could handle the creation of the algorithm for the flight program to the Moon. I mean sure, it'd be slower, but it will be done..."

Seeing that he was still hung up on Celine, Titus attempted his best to console Lewis, no matter how lame it sounded.

"Yeah, let's do that. I just hoped that she would, huh, she would at least say goodbye to us. Now I believe that it was all just a beautiful lie..."

Seeing that everything was already packed (due to a very pissed-off Orc), Lewis turned his head, heading down the deck into his room. Turning back one last time, he saw that she wasn't there, not even the famous cloak she always wore.

"Hoist the sai–"

"WAIT!"

Huffing tiredly, a busty woman with green eyes lifted her sweaty glasses above her nose, obviously tired from all the running. "Just 'cause I was late getting all my stuff, you're gonna leave without me! How cruel of you lot..."

His heart racing, Lewis could not believe what he just saw. "Celine, a-are you coming with us...?"

Head up high, she huffed a breath of acceptance. "Hmph, if I'm not there, who's gonna build you the program that will lead you to the Moon, huh?" (Before a certain Elf could answer, a certain green fist shut him up.)

"Well, since you're here, hoisting the sails!"

And with that, the ship began sailing away, to their new home...

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Tapping his spoon onto his glass, he called everyone into order. "Order, order, order... I just want to tell everybody how glad I am that everyone here is willing to follow a certain mad Dwarf's dream of flying to the Moon. I know that many, ok sorry, all of you had to leave your comfortable lives behind just to venture forth and help this certain Dwarf in completing his lifelong dream... So without adieu, let's all clap to our leader, Mr. Simon Steelrun!"

Here, everybody began clapping earnestly, to the eternal shame of Simon. Blushing brighter than a tomato, he squinted in using chair, wanting to burrow himself deep back into his pile of drawings.

"Alright, alright, alright... Enough horsing around. Now, we get to the main point:

Where shall we build our rocket?"

Everyone stops, for they knew that the most important question of all time came right in front of them.

Clearing his throat, Duncan began telling what he has heard so far. "After the whole...fiasco...with the SCREEECH!, the King of Strisk has caught wind of us. Specifically, a group of Adventurers who rescued the city of Mithrador against all odds. A group, which against all odds, holds a hero..."

Here, everyone turned to look at Lewis, who unabashedly continued eating his fish and chips.

"Either way, we cannot stay in the continent of Earasmus any longer. But no need to worry, for I have found a new land for us.

A land where the ground is as flat as the eye can see...

A land where there is no Human Kingdom or Empire to persecute our dream...

A land where the Church of Illumia holds no sway, giving us free rein to our imaginations!

A land where we are free to pursue our dream to the Moon!"

One foot on top of the table, he extended his arm to the window, where the blue ocean lay.

"To Grandem!"