Back on the shores of Valencia, (but away from the path, out of the way)
Jonathan, Patrick and Val are herded away by a gang of six pirates. Their wrists are bound together by ropes and their belongings have been confiscated by the pirates, including Jonathan's sword. They are rendered helpless and in a predicament.
"Please tell me again how someone didn't warn us about the pirates ahead of time?!" Patrick hisses.
"Yeah, well sorry that is, but you snore!" Val snaps back. "Loudly. Like a bear!"
"Do not."
"Do to!"
"Do not!!"
"DO TO!!"
Val and Patrick stick their tongues out at each other, childishly.
Jonathan sighs in the middle of them. "Would you both shut up? It's not because of Patrick's snoring or Val's incompetence at being my loyal squire."
"Huh?" Val questions, cocking his head to the side. "What you say about Val?"
"You suck," Patrick translates.
"No, Patrick, shut up. Let's not fight here, we have to figure out a way to get out of these ropes and get back to the shores to get to Valencia."
At that moment, one of the pirates - probably the leader - steps forward and comes up to Patrick. He grabs the blond's chin roughly. "You're a pretty little thing aren't ya?" Patrick attempts to jerk his head free, but the pirate digs his nails into his skin, signaling him to do absolutely nothing.
"Leave him alone!" Jonathan snaps from the side.
The pirate turns to Jonathan with a furious glare. Jonathan narrows his eyes at him, giving the villainous man a stern look. "What did you just say?"
"I said, leave him alone!" Jonathan repeats.
"And you're his-- what? Boyfriend or something?" the pirate guy snarls. "So, you won't mind it then, if I do this...?" He reaches one of his hands around and places it on the blond's butt. "Heh?"
"Get your filthy hands off of me!" Patrick screams, shoving at the pirate, who ignores his wishes and instead squeezes his butt in answer, making Patrick squirm in place. "JONATHAN!!"
"LEAVE. HIM. ALONE!!" Jonathan storms forward and grabs the pirate by his collar and shoves him away from Patrick before he is grabbed by two of the pirates and dragged backward.
Patrick gawks at him, as the brunette is led off. Jonathan has saved him. He smiles, cocking a cute grin, while he is shoved forward. The pirate who groped him, scrambles to his feet and runs ahead to Jonathan. He is obviously the lead pirate...like the Pirate King or something.
They all enter a camp and are forced to sit down on a log bench. The lead pirate turns to them, grinning. "So, ye troublesome folk. What's a dickheaded knight, his squire and a pretty young Prince doing wandering the shores of Valencia at this time?"
Jonathan lifts up his bound hands. "Allow me to explain."
"You pushed me, you're not speaking."
"Because you groped my ass!" Patrick snaps. "Who does that?"
"I'm establishing power...it's sort of this "pirate code". I have to be ruthless."
"Pirates live in water....in ocean though. Right?" Val attempts to ask.
"Yeah, aren't you all rulers of the seas? What are you doing kidnapping us - or whatever you would call this - on land?" Jonathan questions. "That doesn't make any sense."
