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It was yet another bustling morning in their small town, La Mernia. With pirates checking their paraphernalia one by one twice just to be sure they don't lack any of their things and to be sure that a young famous mischievous mysterious lad didn't take anything from them. Again.
“I swear I'll catch that scallywag someday, I swear in my golden tooth!” An old male pirate sneered as he tightened a knot inside their ship. (Scallywag means a bad person or scoundrel)
“I swear it was a siren! I saw it with my own two eyes!” A woman persisted as she was being pushed away by a pirate near the ship. “Quit pushing me, Bilge rat!” She screamed. (An insult meaning a rat living in the worst part of the ship—Bilge)
“This Wench has guts!” He scoffed and raised a fist but she went near him, provoking him more to which surprised him. (Wench means woman)
“Do it. Me dare you.” She said with courage yet the man's fist tightened, his eyes burning with rage. As he was about to swing his fist, their captain yelled from above.
“What on Earth are you baboons yelling at in the early morning? We haven't crossed the Bermuda and yet all of you are screaming your ass off?” The captain with an eye patch on his right eye said. His voice was like that of thunder, booming in their place.
If you were to imagine Captain Hook but modernized, that's him. But he's a bit chubby with no mustache and a crow on his shoulder.
“This Wench over ‘er insists that it was a siren that made us harp up in a clinch and no knife to cut the seizing’s.” The man said, looking at the woman with a nasty glare.
The situation got other people crowding around them, especially the pirates on the ship who wanted to hear what the parrot's got to say in the early morning. (Basically them, gossiping).
She stared at the pirate beside her like he was a madman as she tried to comprehend what he said.
“Okay, whatever he said on the last part, I firmly assure you that it was a siren that plays a fool of you, Captain Snark!”
The captain raised an eyebrow at her as he watched the two below him silently exchanging fights using their glare that could freeze someone or kill them in an instant.
He massaged his temples before clearing his throat. “Young woman, Ezera, tell me why on the seven oceans do you believe that was a siren and not some crazy thief?”
Ezera looked up and was about to answer when Captain Snark continued, “And with ‘harp up in a clinch and no knife to cut the seizing’s’ he meant that it was a hard situation.” Before giving a smile to her.
