"I'm gonna get you!"
"No you're not!"
"Oh yes I am!" Long Shadow tackled Britannia and the older ship went down with her on top. "Haha, gotya!" She giggled.
"Oh no, am I your prisoner now?" Britannia asked, faking horror.
"Yep and now you'll have to do exactly as I say." Long Shadow smirked.
"And what happens if I refuse?" Britannia asked, her eyes glinting with humor.
"Then I'll sentence you to 100 kisses and 10 orgasms." Long Shadow replied.
"Sounds like a cruel punishment." Britannia laughed. "Alright, you're in charge. What are your orders?"
"First you take me to dinner." Long Shadow began. "Then you show me the sunset." She continued, planting a kiss on Britannia's hull with each and every word.
"Will you fire the green flash?" Britannia asked.
"Yes, I will fire the green flash and we'll be on our way home." Long Shadow finished.
"Sounds like a day in Dutchman's prison camp." Britannia purred. "Bring it."
"As you wish, love." Long Shadow replied, kissing her cheek.
"Mmm.." Britannia purred. Righting herself the old ship fell in beside her apprentice as the two sailed away.
"Now you wait here, my prisoner." Long Shadow smirked at Britannia.
Britannia dropped her storm anchor. "I will be here when you get back." She promised with a dip of her prow. Long Shadow smiled and sailed off.
A ways out she spotted what she was looking for, a herd of cod. It was approaching spawning season, and all the fish herded to the Labrador coastline to mate. Well two fish wouldn't have the chance to pass on their genes if Long Shadow had anything to say about it. Her eye fell on two stragglers and waiting just a moment more, she pounced. Snatching up both in her jaws, she dispatched them with one swift bite and carried their dead bodies back to the waiting Britannia.
Britannia was right where Long Shadow had left her. She stayed put as Long Shadow brought her dinner. "Ooh, my favorite." She giggled.
"Knew you'd like it love." Long Shadow purred as she kissed her cheek.
Britannia returned it with a kiss of her own before the pair dug into their supper. Once finished, Britannia swiped her tongue once around her jaws to get the last scraps of cod off, then said "That was delicious, Dutchman. Thank you."
Long Shadow grinned. "Now I think it's time for us to go home, love." She purred.
"I notice you didn't call me prisoner this time." Britannia said, leaning into her.
"I am more your prisoner than you are mine. I was yours from the minute I first saw you." Long Shadow replied.
Britannia purred, nuzzling her. Then stiffened, raising her head all her senses tuned in.
"What, what is it?" Long Shadow asked.
"I-I didn't realize how far we'd come." Britannia whispered. Long Shadow was unnerved at the sound of real fear in her voice. If Britannia was afraid then she had good cause to be concerned.
Britannia looked back at her apprentice. "Dutchman, how much time until the sun goes down?" She asked.
Long Shadow looked back at the setting sun and replied "About 15 minutes."
Britannia did a quick calculation and cursed. "There's not enough time!" She said. "Set all the sails Dutchman, and pray we have enough wind to fight the current."
"Britannia, what's going on? Where are we? What's back there?" Long Shadow asked, trying to look astern. All she saw was a distinctive curved shape on the horizon line. Something that one would expect to see in rivers, not oceans. "That isn't..." She whispered.
"The Falls." Britannia swore. "It's as deep as Everest is high. The edge of the world. In some places it drops straight off into the Locker. At others, it goes down in shelves. Here it's in shelves. If we go over that, we might never come up again."
That was all the argument Long Shadow needed. She set every inch of threadbare sail, even watering them down to catch the wind better but the current was too strong and the closer it dragged her to the falls, the harder it became to fight it.
Soon the two ships weren't making any headway, then they were being dragged, slowly at first but gaining speed, towards the Falls behind them...