Appetency | Dsmp Pirate Au

Six

We've got a bit of a problem on our hands," Techno stated, crossing his arms. The five of them were sitting at a round table eating dinner—biscuits and dried meat. Tommy wasn't fond of the food, but it was better than some things he had eaten before. The past few days had been peaceful as they settled in on their ship, and the two boys had never been so happy to be sailing on the seas.

Tubbo was quieter than usual, but not as silent as when they first boarded the ship. He spent much of his time up in the crow's nest. It was his favorite place for a multitude of reasons, some of which he wasn't quite sure of himself. It felt calming to stand with his eyes closed and the wind blowing on his face, letting the thoughts in his head drift in and out of him with the breeze.

"What?" Fundy asked curiously.

Techno fidgeted for a moment, almost seeming to second-guess whether he should tell the others. After an awkward moment of silence, he released his breath and crossed his arms. "The Night's Mare is nearby."

The room dropped dead silent, with the only sound being Tommy's glass cup falling from his hands and onto the table, spilling water across the rough wood. Tubbo had a look of shock and fear in his round, brown eyes. Phil's expression didn't change—in fact, upon closer inspection, Tommy found Phil to be completely unsurprised by the development.

Fundy's hand met the table with a sharp thump, causing the dishes and glasses to shake. "And you choose to just tell us so calmly?" Fundy shouted, "What the fuck, Techno! How can you be so calm about this?"

"Woah, woah—come on, now. Calm down," Techno said, raising his hands, "We're going to be fine. Who says we can't take them?"

"Five on seven?" Phil questioned, a dubious expression on his face.

"We won't be able to beat them!" Tommy cut in, "Can't we just make the ship go faster? Which direction is it coming from? How do you know it's there? How come we haven't seen it?"

Techno's red eyes shifted over to Phil. Tommy, Tubbo, and Fundy looked over, too, as a wave of realization passed over them.

"I take short flights in the near vicinity," the winged man shrugged, "Spotted them just over the horizon. They don't seem to know we're here, but its only a matter of time."

"I don't want to fight Dream again," Tubbo complained, "I just want to find this treasure and live happily ever after. How much is that to ask for?" The brunet's voice cracked as he spoke—the pain visible in his words and wide eyes. Like a piece of glass under pressure, Tubbo was close to his shattering point.

Tommy leaned towards his friend and wrapped an arm around him. "It'll be okay, Tubs," the blonde assured him calmly, "they only have two more people than us, and I bet Techno can take three of them at once!"

"Hey! Don't get too overconfident in me," Techno laughed.

"How long do we have until they're close enough to attack us?" Fundy asked flatly. The foxman seemed to have resigned himself to the fact that a battle between the two crews of pirates was imminent.

The side of Techno's mouth curved up into a sly smile. "That's where you got it wrong. The Night's Mare isn't going to get close enough to attack us. Because, instead, we're going to take the offensive and attack them first."

"What?" Tommy said in surprise.

"Attack them?" Tubbo repeated nervously.

"Are we even capable of that?" Fundy asked.

"Most definitely," Phil replied with a nod. He pushed out his chair and stood up, walking around the table to a large wooden board that was leaned against the ship wall. He pulled a dagger from within his green overcoat and unsheathed it with a metallic shing, holding the point up to the wooden board.