❝ TICK TOCK GOES THE CLOCK
THE GIRL HE KNEW IS GONE
TICK TOCK GOES THE CLOCK
BUT SHE IS STILL A PAWN
TICK TOCK GOES THE CLOCK
WHO WILL BREAK HER WALL ?
TICK TOCK GOES THE CLOCK
BE CAREFUL FOR HER FALL ❞
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AMY AND RORY sat together on a few crates with Toby snuggled into Quinn's side besides them. It was quiet, except for the few things Quinn would ask Toby to make him more comfortable.
"What's wrong?" Rory asked his wife, seeing the frown on her face.
"The most beautiful thing you've ever seen?"
The brunet groaned. "Oh, tell me I didn't really say that."
Amy didn't reply to him as she noticed he boatswain starting to unbarricade the door. "What's going on?" She asked him.
"We're not staying here to mollycoddle the boy," he replied. "The Captain's gone soft. It's time for us to leave."
Tony jumped up from where he sat on some crates, snuggled into Quinn's side. This made her eyes flicker open as she had formerly been resting her eyes.
"He told you to wait, you dog," Toby glared at the men. "He's your Captain, a Naval Officer. You're honour-bound to do as he tells you."
"Honour-bound?" Scoffed the boatswain. "Do you know what kind of ship this is? Do you know what your father does?"
"Don't listen to him, Toby." Amy said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"We sail under the black flag. The Jolly Roger."
"Liar!" Toby roared. "He's no wicked pirate!"
This made Quinn jump up from where she sat on the crate and make her way towards her two friends. She stood behind the boy, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at the boatswains. How dare they crush the faith of a son in his father!
"Oh, you think so? I have seen your father gun down a thousand innocent men." Said the boatswain before turning to the other pirate. "Get what treasure you can. I'll meet you in the row boat."
Toby leaned back and snatched a sword from nearby. He held it with two hands, aiming it at the boatswain. While she was shocked, Quinn couldn't help the small smirk that rugged at the side of her lips.
"You're going to remain at your post." Toby said threateningly.
The boatswain raised his hands. "I am not playing games with you, boy. You put that down."
"One more step and I'll use this, you blaggard."
"You don't know how to fight with a cutlass, boy."
