Heeeeeehhhhhhllo! I'm back from my extra long break from Wattpad! Thanks for commenting on the A/N cause I'm a curious person. Aaaaaaaanyways, let's get going!!! *continuously points to the right with both hands in 'L' shapes (copying a YouTube gesture)*
Jocelyn's P.O.V.
"What? Why?" Ollie whined, coming out from his cabin in his pajamas.
"You're taking the first watch." I say simply.
Ollie groaned and went back in his cabin, them came back out with a pillow and blanket, dragging them both on deck.
"OI JAX! YOU'RE GOING TO BED!" I yell.
Jax grunted and walked zombie-like back into his cabin.
"Oh, and if you don't sleep I will force a sedative into you." I add as he closes the door.
Gilly's P.O.V.
Me and Hayley made leaf sunglasses and are now wearing them while sipping juice.
"Who knew getting shipwrecked would end this well?" I ask. "I might jump overboard more often now."
"Yeah." Hayley agrees, "Want another seaweed cookie?"
"Sure."
"Sandra, Anderson, can you help get the cookies, thanks?" Hayley calls to two crabs.
The crabs salut and scuttle away, then come back with a tray of cookies.
"This is the life!" I sigh happily. "No evil person constantly trying to destroy stuff,"
"No drama and people getting hurt," Hayley added.
"And free cookies with crabs to serve you." I finish. "Everyone else are gonna be so jealous. Actually, they probably are jealous, you're letter should arrive to them now." I shiver as the wind pushes my hammock. "Blankets?"
"Fluffy outside or inside?" Hayley asks.
"Both?"
"Third shelf under on the storage we made."
"Thanks!"
Aaaaaaaaand that's it for today! Be glad I didn't feel especially creative and decide to make a cliffhanger. Ok, now I'll spare you the yakking. Byeeee!
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FTRS Short Story
FanficThe FTRS crew are finally not chasing villains (or the other way around, for that matter), and now that their lives are at last without drama - for the most part - what does that mean for Jilly? *spoiler alert* It's centered around Jilly <3
