˝I miss dick˝

˝What?˝

˝Dick, I miss some˝

˝Don't you have one in your pants?˝

˝Yeah, something else to look in the morning, you know gaze into something new, not just the usual stuff˝

˝The fuck mate˝

˝I don't know˝

˝Yeah me neither, drink up bitch˝- Bam. A bottle shattered on a head. Grunts, yells, curses and off it goes. Bar fights, don't we all love 'em? The drunk atmosphere changed immediately. The guys in the back continued to play their instruments and grin at the drunk folk. The local doctor was currently trying to choke the mayor, a nurse was performing a Hemilich's move onto a nun. Some of the women laughed, the prostitutes singing and throwing food around.

˝Your ass will be my bitch tonight˝

˝You can't get any? Not even the paid ones? That's low man...˝

˝Fuck you˝

˝You wish˝- drunken winks are always welcome. Another bottle flew past their heads hitting the wall, glass bloomed on the now beer stained tapestry. Ugly brown meets frizzy yellow amber. ˝That's the sum of this night˝

˝Yeah, so what do we do?˝

˝Wha?˝

˝Now, shipwrecked, what now big shot?˝

˝The fuck should I know?˝

˝Fuuuccckk˝

˝Hello there boys...want to have some fun?˝- A prostitute approached them, she was a busty brunette with big brown eyes and a smile that promised a long night. Provided you payed. Of course. ˝Yeah he wants someone with a dick, you got one lady?˝

˝What the?!˝- The prostitute narrowed her eyes and took his glass in her hand. ˝Asshole!˝- And the drink was on his face. Terrific. Laughter followed and the prostitute huffed and went to find another customer.

˝You stupid fuck˝

˝The faces of you two were priceless˝

˝I don't have any fuck to give you idiot˝

˝I thought you wanted dicks not fucks?˝

˝Fuck you˝

˝See? You got some more˝- New air came in. Someone must have opened the door letting the chilly air in. Maybe it stopped snowing?

Groans. Some curses. Another groan.

˝I got an idea but it's stupid˝

˝We're stranded on a block of ice with drunken people, what can it be?˝

˝I mean we can melt the ice, just open your mouth˝

˝Fuck you Kidd˝

˝I mean it Heat, open that mouth and flash some faaayaaah˝

˝That is a stupid idea. No, and my flames aren't that powerful besides, ship?˝

˝We try the blonde again?˝

˝Not feeling like getting a beating. Again˝- Heat slumped back in his chair and looked towards the bar. A tall blonde with long hair was sitting and chatting with another man. He had a bandana over half of his face, using a straw to drink his beer.

˝He's hiding obviously˝

˝Maybe he's one ugly motherfucker or he doesn't have nose˝

˝Then he'd fit right into the crew, just like you missing something˝

˝You saying something about my brows Heat?˝

˝Uh-uh, now why would I doo thaaat˝

˝Smurf˝- Both cracked up at the running joke. Heat was in fact not a smurf, he was just part of a small tribe. In a village with blue people and white huts, guarding a forest. No Garagmel or orange cat to eat them. Maybe just tigers.

The blonde suddenly turned and glared at them. Kidd narrowed his eyes and flashed his middle finger ˝Classy˝

˝You know it˝

˝That won't make him join nor give that ship of his˝

˝Just you wait..˝

˝So you DO have a plan˝- Kidd shrugged and sipped his drink, gaze fixed on the blonde.


˝Remember how we met?˝- Kidd asked suddenly. The crew was finishing their work for the day, cleaning the deck, fixing the sails for the night and settling for the evening. Eustass Kidd was leaning on the mast watching them, rum bottle in hand. Beside him, sitting with his legs out stretched, Killer groaned.

˝Not again, how many times do you like talking about that night?˝

˝Why are you so pissy? Just because we're close to that island..˝˝

˝Oh shut up˝

˝Still sore from it?˝

˝Nothing to be sore about˝

˝Riiight, you're a big boy˝- Kidd said smugly and took a sip. Killer groaned again and fixed his gaze on the crew again. They were good boys, ready to fight for a stupid cause but they all joined knowing fully what they went in. Pirate King. Would he eventually make it? Or would they die along the way?

Sometimes Killer even questioned himself why he agreed to the idiocy of it all. Maybe it was Kidd's flame that impressed him or was it Heat with the easy going nature, contrasted with Kidd.

˝We won't stay long, restock shit and depart as soon as we can. There's an island with some things we need to retrieve˝- Kidd added after a few minutes of silence filled with chatter of crew passed.

˝Who's on the island?˝- Killer questioned. Kidd never spoke about friends or allies. Competition as he called it.

˝A friend. Maps and other crap˝

˝Mhm frrrieeend˝

˝WHAT!?˝- Killer turned his head and observed him. Kidd had a frown on his face, eyes shuffling over the ship and breathing fast. He was hiding something. He coughed and waited. Stared. Waited some more. Coughed again.

Visibly Kidd paled even more, his skin turning pink in some places from the strain. A vein pulsated on his neck and he cleared his throat. ˝You'll see. Stop staring it's freaking me out˝

˝Why is there urgency in your voice? And no you can't distract me with our first encounter, nope, not going there Kidd. One time only˝

˝Sure, you loved it˝

˝Who's your friend Kidd?˝

˝Fuck you˝

Killer laughed.


a/n: do I need a new story with the pile of unfinished behind me? Nope. Will I write this during exam weeks? Yuuuuuup.