Danielle wiped her brow and took a step back from the seaplane. She couldn't wait to see it lettered- she had spent the day giving it a good detailing to make sure that the paint would hold, and she expected the fellow she'd paid to do the job would be here any minute now. He'd fought with her a little bit on the name- The Caithryn Molyneux. Surely it wouldn't be kosher, he'd suggested, get some weird looks in a few countries, he'd said, but she'd been adamant. She had spent an entire semester putting off her homework just to dig farther and farther into that era of the family's history and, honestly, she'd gotten attached. Besides, it'd been a few hundred years, the Family wasn't the same as it had been. Formidable, still, certainly, but stamping the name of her long-dead great-great-great aunt (something something something removed) wasn't something that was liable to land her in a lot of trouble. And besides that, she thought, Cait would keep her honest.
Most of her family had been adamantly opposed to her purchasing the thing- it had spent several weeks in for repairs while she had been working on her (similarly expensive) Pilot's License.

"The infrastructure just isn't there," her father had said, repeatedly, and often over breakfast. And lunch. And dinner. And in greeting when he saw her on the street. And sometimes he would phone her in the middle of the night, wide awake and still completely baffled and more than a little drunk, "Why don't you go into shipping?" he'd say, and she had to keep reminding him that that was what she was doing- and then he would stress (as much as one can stress when drunk) that, no, no, no, he meant SHIPping, with a SHIP, and she would politely and very tiredly tell him to go to bed.

But she had more than done it- and despite her family's overall pushback, she was certain they would be proud, eventually. Maybe when she started turning a profit- which she expected would be quickly. Most places still relied on boats and subs- they did a fine job, and she wasn't aiming to compete with them, anyway.

WHOOPS forgot to post the rest of these on the right days!

This was for Self Insert Week 2016! This was done for Day 5/thursday.

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