A Journey Through Time (Tintin x Reader)

16. Geneva Part 2

Within an hour, we all packed, booked flights, ready to go to Geneva. We chose to fly because it felt safer than the train.

Luckily I had two passports, so I had my office passport with me. The other got lost with my luggage.

We got in the plane. It was a Swiss Air flight. The seats were wine red, and spacious. There were not many passengers. Just the three of us and an Asian family in the economy class.

We booked three seats next to each other, and since snowy had his leash on, he hopped on to Tintin's lap.

The plane took off.  It's a very short ride. Still, I chose to read a magazine on the way.

'Still mad at me?' Tintin asked, worried.

I didn't want to meet his eyes, but I can feel his gentle stare.

'No, I don't have time to be mad at anyone'. I replied coldly.

He looked down.

I sighed.

'I'm sorry Tintin, it's just...I have a terrible temper. I'm not mad you...truly' I looked at him.

He looked up. 'Well, you're not the only one in that department' he smirked.

'Hey!' Captain elbowed Tintin.

Tintin and I giggled silently.

Snowy slid his head under my arm, and looked at me intently. I couldn't stare blankly at the magazine this time. I stroked his fluffy fur.

Few minutes later we landed in Geneva, in the middle of the night. The airport was very busy.

We entered the airport after stepping down the stairs of the plane.

Looking around, something out of the ordinary caught my eye. I looked at Tintin to see if he realized it too.

Tintin eyed around and looked at me, I gave him a you-thinking-what-I'm-thinking look, which he nodded in response.

There were Police everywhere, and the more we looked around, it seemed like they were looking at...us.
Some had binoculars, almost all of them had walk-in talkies, and of course, guns.

'Uh lad? I think we have a whole audience' Captain muttered.

'You're right' Tintin whispered. 'Try to keep things usual, don't look afraid' he said as he picked up his suitcase from the conveyer belt.

We got our luggage checked and came to the pickup terminal.

'What are our plans now?' I asked Tintin.

'We're going to hotel Cornavin. That's the only place we can find Professor right now.'
He kept his eyes on the taxis.

'Taxi!' He called out.

A yellow taxi car stopped in-front of us. The driver lowered his shutter.

We all got in. Snowy hopped onto Tintins lap.

'Where to madame and sirs?' He asked with a thick French accent, Looking at us from the rear view mirror.

'Hotel Cornavin' Tintin stated.

The driver hit the accelerator, and in minutes we were in the buzzing city of Geneva.

It was no time for enjoying the view, as we were more occupied on meeting Calculus.

A half an hour letter we stopped infront of the main entrance of the hotel.

'Here we are' The driver chirped cheerfully.

'Thank you' Captain said as he got out of the car.'Careful with the roof lad~OOF!'

He hit his head on the car roof.

'Blue blistering barnacles in a thundering typhoon!' He rubbed his head.

'Thanks' Tintin paid the taxi and tipped the driver.

'Merci' He honked the car horn and sped away.

We went inside the hotel and met a middle aged receptionist.

'Hello, we're here to meet Professor Cathburt Calculus. Is he staying here please?' Tintin asked.

'Professor Calculus? Let me see' He checked the guest files and looked at us over his round glasses.

'Well?' Captain asked eagerly.

'I'm really sorry sir...there is no Cathburt Calculus in our guest list' he stated.

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To be continued.

Fun fact- Hotel Cornavin is an actual hotel in Switzerland ;)