this story is dedicated to sonya lang and ciarra boldt (i'm so sorry)
A lone pirate sits on the bow of the ship. It's a poggers day, the sky is blue and everything is poggers except for this pirate. He is not poggers. "Arrrr, pogchamp, what's gotten' ye down?" Chad, one of his pirate-y crewmates, asks as he takes a seat next to our un-poggers pirate. "It's me wife, Chad. She's havin' a son and he's totally poggers. I wish I was there to meet 'im." Our un-poggers pirate rests his head in his hands. "Arrr, pogchamp, don't look so down. I'm sure that if you ask our cap'n for vacay days, he'll let you go meet your poggers son!" And with that, Chad the poggers pirate was gone.
"Arrrr, methinks me will!" our newly poggers pirate stood up and headed towards the captain's quarters. "Cap'n Pog! I-" and suddenly, our poggers pirate was not poggers anymore. He was nervous. "Me wifey uh- she had a boy over yonder back in England. He's my boy and methinks uh- methinks me want some vacay time to go visit me poggers son." our un-poggers pirate stood nervously. "Arrrr, pogchamp! Why didn't you say so laddy? Fam'ly first swashbuckler!"
"Poggers! Thank ya, Cap'n Pog!"
And that night, our poggers pirate was on his way to meet his poggers son for the first time.
