In Love with a Pirate

It doesn't get better than this...Or does it?

Claire had been up for a few hours as she tried to think of the best time to tell Silver when she decided that she wanted some juice. She went over to a barrel and picked up a perp to make some juice when suddenly she got sprayed in the face by a shot of cold water.

"Morph!" She shouted playfully.

She wiped her face with her sleeve and grinned when she heard him laugh, but scanned the room and couldn't see him anywhere. Claire quietly leaned over the barrel and looked for any sign of the little shape-shifter. She laughed when she saw a perp with two big eyes look up to see if she was there.

"Haha! Gotcha!" She said as she leaped into the large barrel and caught morph in her hands.

She tickled him in retribution, and almost couldn't handle the adorable sound of his giggles. Claire was about to stand up, but froze and silenced Morph when she heard the crew start to grumble and debate amongst themselves. She didn't dare let them know that she was there, so she looked out a small hole in the barrel and watched.

"W-ve are Vanting to move!" One of them shouted.

Claire was surprised when she saw an all too familiar cyborg arm come into view as Silver addressed the rest of them with authority.

"We don't move until we got the treasure in hand."

Wait...what was going on? She wondered.

"I ssay, we kill 'em all now." Scroop hissed with a sly grin on his face as he challenged what Silver had just said.

Claire watched as Silver's eye darkened, a tell-tale sign of his temper rising. She was concerned with how contentious things were getting as he turned to Scroop and grabbed him by the neck to hoist him up in the air.

"I say what's to say!" He shouted.

Silver brought Scroop close to his face and glared directly into his eyes.

"Disobey my orders again, like that stunt you pulled with Mr. Arrow, and so help me...YOU"LL BE JOIN'IN HIM!"

Claire flinched as Silver suddenly threw Scroop across the room and into the perp barrel that she was in.

Scroop stood up and glared at Silver.

"Sstrong talk...but I know otherwise." He hissed while his claw reached into the barrel to grab a perp.

"You got som'tin ta say Scroop?"

Claire could feel her heart pound as Scroop's claw pinched for a piece of fruit only inches from her face. She held her breath as she carefully took hold of one and then held it just within his reach. Once he felt it, he pulled it out of the barrel and continued.

"It'sss that girl...me thinks you have a soft..." He pierced a hole in the perp with the sharp tip of his claw for emphasis. "...spot fer her." 

Silver's face dropped ever-so-slightly as the crew grumbled in agreement with Scroop's accusation. It got intensely quiet for a moment until Silver broke the silence with his booming voice.

"Now mark me...THE LOT OF YA!"

Silver's quick movements made the crew flinch.

"I care about one t'ing and one t'ing only...FLINT'S TROVE! Ya think I'd risk it all, for the sake of some... nose-wiping little whelp?"

Claire was shocked to her core as his words struck her. It took everything she had to stay quiet as her hand gripped at her chest, like she thought that if she could squeeze her heart, it might stop the pain.

"What wass it now? Oh..You got the makings of greatnesss in ya!" Scroop mocked.

This only served to anger Silver more.