Fencing Pirates

10.1K 184 9
                                    

Mal goes to give Uma the wand when she stops her, "Mmm.  Hold up. That's too easy. We want to see it work."  Mal scoffs, "You were always quite the drama queen."  Uma smirks, "Oh, and nothing too big or else Ben is fish bait."

Mal turns to Dude, "Okay.  Although it seems absurd, turn your bark into a word."  She waves the wand and hisses, "Talk dog."

"Does this vest make me look fat?"  Uma looks interested, the rest of the crew laughing. "Hey, does anyone have any bacon? Cookies?" Uma laughs shortly, "Give me the wand!"

"Give me Ben and Brielle!"

" Harry, bring them over." Uma says, her eyes never leaving Mal.  Harry drags Ben to Uma and on the way picks me up.  He throws Ben to his knees, but keeps a firm grip on my elbow.  Mal holds her hand out to Ben, "Oh. Cut them loose, Harry."

Harry sighs, "I never get to have any fun." He cuts Ben free and Mal holds up a finger, "You promised me Brielle, too."  Uma turns to Harry who pouts.  "Hmm...Harry has grown quite fond of your spunky queen."

Oh, heck no.  I'm staying behind, tied for life with a slimy, dumb pirate.

"I don't get Brielle, you don't get the wand," Mal snaps.

Uma cocks her head to the side, "I was wrong.  You do care about your baby's sister.  Cut her loose, too, Harry."

Harry grumbles as he cuts me loose.  I jab him in the ribs with my elbow as I race over to their side.  Jay hugs me so tightly I think I might break.  He pulls me behind him as Mal hands Uma the wand.

She tries to shove Ben to the entrance, but he keeps staring at Uma.

"By the power of the sea, tear it down and set us free!" Uma yells as everyone cheers.  When nothing happens, Uma realizes the wand is fake.  She snaps it in half, "No! You do not get to win every time!"

There's only one way out of this.  I grab a sword and we get ready to fight for our lives.

Let's go, bring it on
Bring it on, it's going down
Time is running out
Bring it on, it's going down
Let's go, bring it on
Bring it on, it's going down
Time is running out
Bring it on, it's going down
Let's go, pound for pound
We're prepared to stand our ground
Put your swords up, put 'em up
It's going down
Yo, whoa, whoa, whoa, yo, oh, whoa, woa, oh
Yo, whoa, whoa, whoa, yo, oh, whoa, whoa, oh


Jay pushes me to the entrance and we all run out of there.  "Oh my gosh!  Bet you're so glad I forced you to teach me to fence now, Ben!" I laugh breathlessly.  As we throw the swords into the trunk and wait for Mal, I turn to Jay, "I have an idea.  I know how Lonnie can join the fencing team."  Jay raises his eyebrows and I whisper my idea in his ear.  He pulls back and smiles, "You're way smarter than me."  I grin, "You don't mind losing a place you worked so hard for?"  He shakes his head as Mal comes out.  We jump into the limo and drive straight for home.

Black MagicWhere stories live. Discover now