The Pirate and The Mermaid

10: Getting to know you

Luna's POV:

This boy has asked more questions then my sisters did.
"So, your home is in the North Atlantic." "Yes."
"Each of the seven seas has a kingdom, and yours is called The Blue Moon." "Yes."
"You were supposed to marry one of the other guys from the other six kingdoms to form an alliance, but you didn't like any of them." "Yes."
"You wondered what it would be like on land, so you went to a witch for help." "Yes."
"She gave you legs, a bracelet to keep you from popping out a tail if you get wet," "Yes."
"And a three pearled necklace. And once the last one turns blue, you're out of time." "Yes, are you done now?" "Just two more," Oh god, this is not how I wanted to spend my time after lunch. "Why a month and three weeks? And why are you really here?" He's still too young to understand. "That's personal information, Peter. You promise you won't tell anyone about this." He put his right hand on his heart. So adorable.
"You have my word, your highness." And he bowed his head. "Okay first, don't call me that. And second, don't do that. I'm on land in trousers, not at home underwater in a dress. If you're gonna do this, then make sure we're alone and whisper it."
"Can I do this instead?" He looks so adorable saluting me in his little sailors outfit. "Yes that's fine, but we still have to be alone. Now let's head up on deck before captain eyebrows gets suspicious or angry."

Arthur's POV:

Where are those two? If any crew member needs a brake, they only get half an hour. "Alright I'm getting them out, just because he's a little boy, and she's a lady, doesn't mean they get all the free time they want." After all, they work for the most fearsome pirate of the seven seas. If anyone—especially those three—hears about this, my reputation will sink fast like a ship made of gold. "Don't worry brother, here they come," Allistor said. And they did, both with mops and a bucket of water. "Alright you two get to work. Peter you mop the front, and Luna you mop the back, I'll be down here in my studies." "Aye-aye captain," they said.

Luna's POV:

His quarters are downstairs, but he has an extra room under the stearin wheel floor to work, and watch over the crew to make sure they're working. As I mopped I couldn't help but think about yesterday, with the song and the crew, both working and singing. That sounds like a good way to pass the time, now let's see . . . no not that one . . not that one either . . . . Got it.

🧜🏻‍♀️after about one minute into the song🧜🏻‍♀️

"Up on the shore they work all day, out in the sun they slave away. While we devotin' full time to floatin' under the sea." "You know that's true, but with you singing it's hard to work all day." I was so scared, that I turned around with the mop in my hand, and hit him without thinking. "Ouch! Bloody hell." "I. Am. So sorry captain."

🧜🏻‍♀️5 minutes of uncomfortable silence with an ice pack on the captains face🧜🏻‍♀️

"I really am sorry captain." "No, I'm really sorry, I should have called you instead of spilling it out from behind, or talked to you from upfront." "Yes, well . . . Okay, let's see . . . "
"How bad is it?" "Not so bad, just half your face looks red," I said. He took out a little mirror from his pocket. "Oh god you're right, but don't worry, I've had worse injuries. There should be a bottle in my bathroom that says Pain Removal, bring it here." "Aye-aye captain." As I walked to his quarters, I heard whispers. "Did she really hit him?"
"It must have been an accident, she still looks too pretty to fight like a man."
"I was up in the crows nest mate, she was singing with this beautiful voice, but then a certain captain interrupted her."
"I heard it too, that voice did not sound like a normal lady's."
"Hey, Luna, come here a minute." The cannon twins called. "Yes boys?" "Did you really hit our little brother, whether an accident or not?" Seamus asked. "Well . . . yes I did but it was an accident, how does everyone know so fast?" "Jett, said he saw from up-top." "And Alfred wasn't doing his job, so he snooped around trying not to get caught, and saw it," Liam said. "Oh, well thanks boys. I gotta go now, apparently I hit him so hard he needs Pain Removal."
I went in and got the bottle, but before I left his quarters, a picture caught my eyes. A mom and dad, with what looks like nine little boys. Eight of them with bushy eyebrows just like the parents, and one with normal eyebrows, and a cowlick? "That looks like . . . Alfred." The mother was carrying a baby, that must be Peter.