April 12, 1912

The next day, the I Team woke up happily in their stateroom after having a great fun and experience at the Titanic. They were eating pancakes, cereals, and sandwiches for breakfast. After that and changing of clothes, they all went outside, and started to have fun, but not as what they did yesterday. Today, they'll have a different routine. The team wanted to be unpredictable, so they'll make some changes during their stay on Titanic, and while waiting for the day of the collision.

While her friends were having fun, Aggie went the Reception room at D-Deck to have a little brunch of her own, but she wants to be alone to avoid the First Class people and their criticisms. A waiter of her a glass of Champaign, but she refused as she wanted just water. Just then, not so far from her table, she saw Captain Smith and Ismay talking to each other.

Excitingly, she left her table, and approached the two men at their table, "Excuse me, gentlemen, is this seat taken?"

"As a matter of fact..." Before Ismay can finish, Smith pulled a chair for Aggie for her to seat.

"Not at all. Please, seat down," he said as Aggie happily sat down.

"Captain, you can't be serious. She's a passenger," Ismay argued.

"She's good one, Mr. Ismay. It's good to have a passenger who was interested about the Titanic," Smith defended Aggie, "So, as you were saying?"

"Right," Ismay then continued there conversation right before Aggie joined in, "So you've not yet lit the last four boilers?"

"No, I don't see the need," answered Smith, "We are making excellent time."

"The press knows the size of Titanic. Now I want them to marvel at her speed. We must give them something new to print," Ismay sighed impatiently, "This maiden voyage of Titanic must make headlines."

"Mr. Ismay, I would prefer not to push the engines until they've been properly run in," the captain protested.

"He got a point, Mr. Ismay," Aggie interrupted, joining the conversation, "It'll be risky if we increased the speed of the largest ship in the world. We have to be careful."

But Ismay was irritated by the Smith and Aggie's protest as he said back to the captain, "Of course I'm just a passenger. I leave it to your good offices to decide what's best. But what a glorious end to your final crossing if we were to get into New York on Tuesday night and surprise them all. Make the morning papers. Retire with a bang, eh, E.J.?"

Captain Smith nodded stiffy.

"Good man," Ismay then turned to Aggie with an icy glare, "And you, you have no idea what I've been planning for this ship. I know what I'm doing for the sake of Titanic and White star Line!"

"I was only concern for this ship, and the people. When it said that this ship is unsinkable, it doesn't mean it has to be," Aggie fought back, "What if something might happened that we never know if you continue doing this? I don't think of your suggestion of increasing the speed, and believing this ship is unsinkable is a good idea. And I'm not talking about the fame of this ship or yours, I'm talking the safety of these people. For their sake, their innocence, their family, their lives! And if you kept thinking about creating headlines about Titanic, especially bad headlines, you're going to be blamed for that."

Ismay then leaned a little closer to Aggie, and flared at her quietly, "Listen, I don't know who you are, what you are, or where you came from, because I don't care, but you don't have the right to tell me what will happen if my suggestion will be used. You're just a passenger like me and the rest of us. And you know what passengers do? Leave the sailing to the professionals. So, stay out of it. And don't mess up with my plans," that's all Ismay has to say before silently excusing himself from the table, and Aggie only watched him angrily as he walked away.

"Don't mind him, Mrs. Galido," Captain Smith spoke to calm Aggie down, "It's okay to be concern for the safety of the ship, and everyone on it, but you have to leave this to us. We'll get to New York in no time, and without a scratch."

Aggie sighed, "I hope you're right."

"Would you like me to offer you something?"

"No, Captain. I'm fine. I'm just gonna go. I have to meet with my husband in a few minutes."

"Oh, you mean that red bird?" The captain then smirked at her, "Good luck with him."

Aggie giggled embarrassingly, "Um, thanks. I should go," she left from the table, and approached her two friends who played their violins with the band, "Good job playing, you two. Keep it up," then, she realized there was someone missing, "Ugh! Where's Sherlock?"

"He's probably with Watson," Chyna replied, "They're at the stern, watching over the Third Class children with the ponies and the sheep. It became a petting zoo."

"Well, at least he has a responsibility," Aggie sighed in relief as she left the Reception room.

As he left, Molly entered, and approached the Countess of Rothes, and two other woman, "Hello, girls. I was hoping I'd catch you at tea."

"We're awfully sorry you missed it. The girls and I were just off to take the air on the boat deck," the countess said.

"What a lovely idea. I need to catch up on my gossip," Molly smiled, but the three girls turned their backs on her. Molly then wondered why no woman in her class wants to hang out with her.

"Mrs. Brown! Over here!" Pilar shouted as she waved her hand that she's at the table with few women of the I team.

Molly grinned in delight that there is someone who wanted to hang out with her as she approached few of the I Team women, "Well, it is such a pleasure to see you girls again, after what happened. Do you all having fun?"

"Oh, we definitely had fun, yesterday," Leia answered, "I have never been on a cruise ship this big before, except, well, on Ms. Ericka's ship. She's a captain, too."

"Well, I'm glad that you enjoyed your time here. I have, too, but not much, because of those girls," frowned Molly.

"Don't mind them, Mrs. Brown, you deserve better," Burn cheered her up.

"Yeah, those girls are jerks," Mavis added.

"I just realized now. Few of you don't like the light. I thought you sleep at day, and wake up at night," Mrs. Brown pointed.

"Oh, Aggie gave us a sleep schedule. We have to stay up at day to look out for the ice..." before Lydia Dracula can continue her sentence, the girls gestured her to keep quiet before ruining the plan of not telling anyone in the ship that there will be a collision with an iceberg, and Titanic will sink. Lydia thought of something to cover the plan before finishing her sentence, "Ice! We can't drink drinks with ice at night, because it'll be too cold for us, but when we drink them at day, cold drinks will beat the heat!"

"That's a good point there. Excellent!" Molly chuckled as the other girls followed.

Then, Wanda leaned closer to Lydia, and whispered, "Way to almost ruin the plan."

"Hey, I tried to cover it, okay?" The vampires yelled quietly.

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Meanwhile, at the engine room, Phineas, Phineaks, Ferb, and Flerk were fixing a little problem of the engines.

"Alright, I think the engines that connected to the propellers are fixed. You have no problem for now," Phineas said to Chief Engineer Bell.

"Thank you very much. You actually fixed them, even you're quite young to do this," Bell shook Phineas' hand appreciatively, "You know, you should be an engineer someday."

"Oh, we already are," Phineaks replied.

Across the room, Dr. Blest and Frantis added more electricity with their lightning and electricity power to increase more power to the ship, just in case it will be drained.

"I hope this power is enough for the whole ship for 3 days," Frantis said.

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Meanwhile, Kelda and Kelski added more heat to the boilers with their fire power in ever boiler room in this ship.

"Thanks for your help, you two. We really need more fire right now, to keep the ship running," the stoker, Arthur John Priest, said to the mother and son guardians.

"It was no big deal," Kelda held her hand up, "Besides, it's also a best place to roast marshmallows."

"We couldn't come here and not do this," Den Den, Dee Dee's guardian, said, holding a marshmallow with a stick.

The 3rd and 9th Main groups were shown to be roasting marshmallows at one of the boilers.

Skenda then appeared with her son, Skepper, Hunter, and Huntress, all carrying a tray of pitcher and glasses of cold water with ice, "And here are some water in case you guys get thirsty." she told Priest.

"Thank you very much," the stoker bowed pleasingly.

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At the stern, most of the children of the I Team, were playing with the Third Class children while petting the ponies and sheep. Discord and Screwball used their chaotic powers to make sweet food for the children. Sherlock Gnomes and Gnome Watson were there at the railing, watching the children play.

"The ship is nice, huh?" Watson commented.

"Yeah, it's an lrish ship," a boy spoke out, "It was built in lreland. Solid as a rock. Big lrish hands," then, he watched a crewmember came by, walking three small dogs around the deck, "That's typical. First-class dogs come down here to suspect something. It's a good thing you and your team are exceptions, because you did something good to us people."

"I wouldn't say that. It's unfair to everyone," the doctor gnome chuckled.

"Oh, it lets us know where we rank in the scheme of things," pointed Sherlock.

"Like we could forget?" the boy laughed as he bent down, and offered his hand to the two gnomes, "I'm Thomas sly RojoAzul."

"Sherlock Gnomes," the detective gnome shook hands with the human boy.

"Dr. Gnome Watson," the other gnome did the same.

"So, what are you guys? Living gnomes?" Thomas asked.

"Yeah, it's a long story we'll never tell. It's every gnome's secret," Watson replied.

Thomas nodded, "I understand that."

Just then, Sherlock glanced across the well deck. At the aft railing of B deck promenade stood slightly old woman with black hair and few white strands, and wore a long green dress. She only stared down at the ocean. Sherlock narrowed his eyes on the woman as she was so familiar to him. Not a romantic way. He never found love ever since he ended up his engagement with his ex-girlfriend, Irene. But, this old woman reminded him on an old friend who he cared much, and died more than a hundred years ago.

Watson and Thomas both look at Sherlock gazing at the woman on B deck.

"Oh, forget it, sir. You'd as like have angels fly out your arse as get next to the likes of her," Thomas told the detective gnome.

Sherlock snapped out, and shook his head, "What? No, it's not like that, umm..." he lost his words as he turned to Watson, and walked from the railing, "Watson, come with me."

"Without wondering, Watson obeyed, "Um, okay," when they are far away from , Watson then asked, "What's going on? Do you know that woman?"

"Not exactly, but she reminded me of someone," Sherlock responded, "Do you still remember are old friend who always protected us?"

"Gnomegenes Borra? Yeah I still remember him. I miss him, too. Why?"

"That woman I saw looks just like him."

"Her? Do you think she's some kind of relative of his? That's impossible! Borra is a gnome, she's a human. She can't be related to him!"

"Isn't it obvious? What about Aggie?"

While Sherlock kept on walking forward, Watson stopped, thinking about what Sherlock was talking about. Sure, their old friend, Borra, is a gnome, but he was so unusual, especially his wings that looked just like Aggie's. He's not an ordinary gnome. Watson thought it might be possible that Borra was a human that they never knew.

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Minutes later, Red was standing and slouching at the railing, breathing in the ocean breeze, and stared between the sky and the ocean. Then, he heard a panting sounding, coming in closer to her. Aggie rushed beside him as she panted for air.

"Hey! Sorry I'm late!"

"Ro, you're not. It's fine," said Red, "So, I heard you talked to the captain and Mr. Ismay. How's it go?"

"Terrible!" Aggie groaned angrily, "I have no problem with the captain, but Ismay is such a jerk! I just told him that it'll be too risky if the ship will increase speed, and he didn't listen!"

"Well, people like him wants to maintain their fame than thinking about other people's lives," the red bird sighed.

"THERE! THERE! You got it! You get me! It's pointless," the winged-human then bumped her head on the railing.

Red carefully lifted her head, and made her look at him, "Hey, everything's gonna be okay. We will save this ship. I promise."

Aggie held Red's wings from caressing her face, "Thanks, Red. Thanks for understand."

"Hey, I'm your husband. It's my job to understand my wife," he said with pride.

Aggie blushed, "You know, since we have extra time together, Why don't we have a lunch date?"

"Sure. I'd be happy to."

The two love birds held hand-to-wing as they walked inside to have lunch together back at the Reception room.

At the stern, Rico, Renda, Reco, Rida, Hefty, SmurfBlossom, SmurfLily, and SmurfStorm were water skiing when they tied the cables above the propellers, and have water skis under their feet. the smurfs' skis are made of leaves.

"Whaa-hoo!" Hefty yelled.

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So this chapter is what the I Team did during their stay at Titanic while waiting for the collision.

Thomas sly RojoAzul is an OC made by a friend of mine from Wattpad. Thomas was requested to be put in this story.

The old woman that Sherlock Gnome saw was actually Hermogenes Borra's missing mother. Hermogenes is Aggie's great-grandfather, father of her paternal grandmother, and maternal grandfather of Aggie's father, Leo, which makes the old woman Aggie's great-great-grandmother.

I know Bruce Ismay is not so bad in real life, but, as the owner of the ship, he wants his new ship to become famous. It's like he didn't care about the risk that would happen.

Hope you like this new chapter.