Stop Mimicking Me! Part Two!

A few days had passed since Lightoller had mysteriously turned into a baby. Murdoch was on watch, Lightoller was with Lowe and Moody, and Wilde the hero that he is, had explained 'The Lightoller Situation' as it was now called. He was having a pleasant day so far and was slightly glad to have been relieved of Lightoller duty for a little while. The little boy had taken a real shining to Lowe and followed him around everywhere, mimicking his words and actions. It frustrated Lowe to no end, having a little echo following him around everywhere. He also carried that damn 'Blankie' around everywhere too.

Lowe and Moody were sitting in the officer's mess eating their breakfast. Lowe sat across from Lightoller and stared straight at him, only to see blue eyes staring back at him, mimicking his every move.

Moody watched on in high amusement as Lowe took a bite of his toast, Lightoller following suit.

"So Jimmy," Lowe said.

"So Jimmy," echoed his echo.

Lowe grimaced but continued. "What time is watch?"

"What time is watch?"

Lowe turned to Lightoller again, " Stop mimicking me!"

"Stop mimicking me!"

"NO! YOU stop mimicking ME!"

"NO! YOU stop mimicking ME!"

"Uh, Harry? You do realise that you sound ridiculous?" Moody said dryly.

"I don't care. I'm not going to let some childish, stupid little bastard get the best of Harold Lowe!"

Much to Moody's amusement and Lowe's frustration, Lightoller copied exactly what Lowe had just said. Lowe growled and lunged for Lightoller's blankie, Lightoller held onto one end and Lowe on the other.

"LET GO LET GO LET GO LET GO LET GO LET GO LET GO!" screamed Lightoller.

"NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!" screamed Lowe.

"Now whose being childish. . ." Moody muttered.

Suddenly there was a loud RIP! Moody looked shocked; Lowe looked ashamed while Lightoller stared forlornly at his half of the blankie. Soon his eyes watered and tears began to pour down his face. He looked accusingly at Lowe.

"You broke Mr.Blankie! I'm telling Willy on you!" with that the little boy ran out of the mess, his half of the blankie trailing behind him.

Lowe looked rather ashen. He and Moody looked at each other before running out of the Officer's Mess. They quickly caught up with Charles and grabbed him.

"Okay Charlie. Here's the deal. If you don't tell Murdoch I broke ya blankie, we'll play a game. Okay?" Lowe said quietly.

Lightoller nodded. Lowe let out a long breath he didn't know he had been holding. "Okay, what do you want to play?"

"Hide go Seek! Hide go Seek!" Lightoller said jumping up and down.

"Okay. You hide, me and Jimmy will seek."

Lightoller ran off. Lowe looked to Moody. "God! I thought I'd never get him to leave."

"Harry, I think we should look for him." Moody was slightly concerned. He was playing hide and go seek on Titanic, and that thought did seem a little stupid.

So Lowe and Moody had to look everywhere for Lightoller. They were walking along the Officer's Promenade when Lowe called out: "Charles! Come out!"

Moody looked at Lowe and stifled a chuckle when he heard a small voice call out: "Charles! Come out!"

Moody then felt something tug at his pant leg. He looked down and saw it was Lightoller, blankie in hand. "Mr. Moody, I need ta pee!"

Moody paled, it was going to be a long day.

To Be Continued. . .