what you want most \\ harry hook (!discontinued!)

remember tha time ya tried to drown me?

"Oi! Harry! You here?"

"In the living room, love!"

I nodded to myself and trotted through the Jolly Roger to the main living space. "Hi, Harry." He was lounging in a faded red armchair. "What you up to?"

 "Just watchin' the twins while Smee is out." 

Stone jumped on my shoulder at the word 'twins.' "Where are they?" 

He gestured behind me. I turned around to see two miniature rosy-cheeked boys with identical adorable looks on their faces. "Oh, hello, darlings." They both waved in response.

Stone jumped up and down on my shoulder excitedly and I handed him to Squirmy, whose face lit up. Squeaky moved to better see him. I turned back to Harry, who was still on the chair. "What have ya guys been doing?"

"Playin' hide and seek. Looks like you won."  

"Mmmm. Fun." I sat down on the arm of Harry's chair and leaned into him. He started playing with my hair, combing through it over and over again, until his fingers were tangled in it. I watched the boys play with my crab.  They still had yet to say a word to me since I first met them two years ago. Not that I was offended. The twins didn't talk much, by which I mean, at all. They seemed to still be traumatized by their mother leaving, but who could blame them? They were four then and are six now, little things.

"Do you guys want some food?" I asked. They nodded, looking up from playing with the crab. I don't like a lot of people. Harry, Uma, Gil, and my dad are pretty much the only people I don't want to murder on sight. But these two boys have had my heart since the first day I saw them. "How about mac and cheese?" 

Squeaky gave a big smile. Thats how you knew if they liked you back- they actually smiled. I hadn't ever seen the corners of their mouths so much as twitch outside of this ship. 

I nodded and walked into the kitchen with Harry behind me. "Stone, keep an eye on them," I called over my shoulder.  He clicked back happily. 

I grabbed some noodles from the Hook's kitchen which I know as well as my own and set it on the cracked countertop. "Can you get some cheese?" 

"Yeah." 

We worked in silence for a moment, me waiting for him to question me like he surely would.  After a minute, he tentatively broke the tension. "Oh, um... is it true what I heard about tha big catfight the other day?"

"The shrimpy thing?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah, it's true."

He turned darker in an instant. "I'm gonna fucking kill her."

"Call me if you actually do destroy the bitch. But it's not our kill to make."

He grumbled under his breath something about slitting people's throats. It was similar to my reaction own inward reaction, honestly. Nobody lays a finger on my captain- Uma gives the call, and we'll do much worse things than kill her.

I boiled the water and poured the noodles in. I turned to my fuming best friend and leaned on the counter as we waited. "So how's life?" 

He pulled out his knife and started playing with it without looking up. "Oh, ya know, my da is out at some whore house, mom is fucking nonexistent, stuck watching some children cause there are no responsible adults around. You?" 

I grinned. "I got yelled at by my da for watching a TV program sanctioned by Auradon. And now I'm stuck watching some children cause there are no responsible adults around."