"But can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me, fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
Today was a fairytale
You've...
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: the Jolly Roger
𝚃͢𝚘͢𝚍͢𝚊͢𝚢͢ 𝚠͢𝚊͢𝚜͢ 𝚊͢ 𝚏͢𝚊͢𝚒͢𝚛͢𝚢͢𝚝͢𝚊͢𝚕͢𝚎͢
ALISTER JONES STOOD IN THE MIDDLE OF THE TRAIL, A SUIT OF ARMOR COVERING HIS ENTIRE BODY. As multiple men in similar armor, on horses, made their way down the path.
"And just who might you be?" The soldier asked.
"I'm the man who's going to relieve you of that chest full of gold you're transporting," Alister says, voice deeper, just so they wouldn't be able to recognize his voice if they come across him ever again.
"You and what army?" The man laughed.
"Well I'm glad you asked." He raises his arm and flaming arrows light up the forest. "Your choice. Save your lives or the gold."
"Retreat!" The knights ride away, leaving the carriage with the gold behind.
Alister removed his helmet, putting his sword away. "Smee!"
Smee walks out of the forest.
"Those arrows took a lot longer to light than discussed."
"It wasn't easy lighting them all by ourselves, Captain. Maybe if we had an actual army." Smee replied.
"And share in the spoils? I think not."
Smee removed the keys, taking it into his hands. "I gotta say: it's good to be at your side again, sir," he unlocks the carraige and removes a treasure chest. "And, not as a rat."
"Well, that's a lovely side effect of the curse breaking for you, I'd imagine." Alister smiled, tone joking.
"I did like the mobility, but being a human is good too." He breaks the lock on the treasure chest.
"What did I tell you, mates? You don't need a ship to be a pirate." Alister laughs. 𝚃͢𝚘͢𝚍͢𝚊͢𝚢͢ 𝚠͢𝚊͢𝚜͢ 𝚊͢ 𝚏͢𝚊͢𝚒͢𝚛͢𝚢͢𝚝͢𝚊͢𝚕͢𝚎͢
They had gone to a tavern in order to celebrate their mission in taking the good.
"Come on, one more," Smee called out, laughing. He placed the gold down. "Oh!"
"To the most clever dastardly band of pirates to ever set," Alister holds up a drink. "sail--" He looks at Smee and they both laugh, "stride, on the open road!"
"To Captain Jones!" Smee cheers, before the rest of the crew mates cheer. "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. The boys and I chipped in and got you something." He points across the tavern to a wench.
