Okay, I'm sticking to humor/action from now on, my other story sucked so I deleted it. Oh well. This is an idea that came to me while watching my brother play Sid Meier's Pirates, the Luau at our school, and a from a song I learned to play on the flute. Here goes-
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"We're going to what!"
"Like I said, we're going to commandeer this ship."
"How're we going to do that?"
"They're just a bunch of pirates, we can take them."
"They kidnapped us!"
"They didn't kidnap us; we came on our own free will."
"Only because they posed as our escort to the promotion ceremony!"
"The point being, we need to get back in charge, now here is what we're going to do…" Being the highest ranked officer, Mustang tried to find a way to escape the current scenario. Of course, being kidnapped by pirates in the middle of the ocean isn't the easiest thing to get out of.
The ship the five officers and dog were stuck on was a fairly large sized Brig and it was sailing toward land at a leisurely pace, around 5 knots. They were riding through a tropical area of the sea and small green islands poked out of the crystal blue water. The extraordinary scenery would have been just that except for the fact that Mustang, Hughes, Hawkeye, Havoc, Armstrong, and Black Hayate were aboard the pirate ship, surrounded by an oblivious bloodthirsty pirate crew, (unaware that their prisoners knew they were pirates) and with no limes or fresh food aboard.
"So, everyone knows what to do?" The colonel asked his crew.
"Um, no. All you said was 'we need to get back in charge, here's what we're going to do,' and then asked us if we knew the plan." Havoc insubordinately stated, for everyone was tense.
"Okay, well, lets just…" Roy actually began briefing his officers. After a few minutes, they dispersed to stand at bay till the time was right. Mustang headed towards the captain's quarters.
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"So, Captain, when do you think we'll hit land?" The colonel smoothly walked into the pirate captain's room. The Black- bearded man quickly turned in his chair to face Roy, his feathered maroon hat tipping to the side. A green parrot sat on his shoulder.
"Soon enough, lad. We'll be there in plenty of time! Don't you worry about you're…um…"
"Promotion Ceremony?"
'Ceremony, ceremony!' The bird chirped.
"Yarr. That!"
"Isn't it in the north?"
'North, north!'
"That be where we're heading!"
"We're sailing west."
"Nay! We be on track!"
"We're sailing west." Mustang picked up a gold compass from the table near the captain and dangled it from a chain in front of him.
"Arr, you got me!"
'You got me, you got me!'
"Where are you really taking us!" Mustang was starting to get pissed. That parrot wasn't helping either.
"Fine! We'll tell you, after we get there!"
"What?" Now the old man wasn't making sense. The wooden door suddenly burst open and the tall, muscular first mate walked in.
"You heard him, we defiantly won't be returning you to some rich military city; we have our own profits to look to and letting you go is unacceptable!" The newcomer moved to the side reveling Mustang's officers surrounded by a circle of pirates, making their last stand.
"Your pitiful crew stood no chance against us! It was as if they weren't even trying to fight us!"
"That's where you're wrong!" The colonel quickly took his right hand out of his pocket and snapped sending a ball of fire at the scalawag in front of him, killing him instantaneously. The other pirates simultaneously turned to face him, in awe.
"Now!" The signal was called from the center of the fray and all hell broke loose.
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"Now, why were you trying to kidnap us?" A rather vengeful colonel inquired as he stood over a fallen captain with a hand outstretched, ready to snap at a single wrong move from the hostage below.
"I told ye, I was trying to earn a profit, some rich guys offered a reward for your head. A fine profit too…"
"Who?"
"I don't know, only what the posters say." The captain reached into a pocket in his oversized maroon overcoat, pulled out a scroll, and handed it to the black-haired colonel.
"As I said, that's all this scurvy dog knows."
Mustang unrolled the parchment and stared at it for a few seconds before turning to his subordinates. The scroll was the average 'wanted' poster that displayed a large picture of Mustang's face in a slap-happy expression with a two-hundred fifty thousand dollar reward for capture. 'That's kind of embarrassing…'
"I think the homunculi are getting desperate."
"Why do you think it's them?"
"It says- 'please contact Envy, Lust, or Gluttony' on the front."
"Oh."
"I don't think we can get anything out of him anymore."
"What do we do with them, though? They are fugitives. We can't just let them go."
"I'm aware of that lieutenant. But I don't think we have a choice."
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A few days later…
"I knew we should have kept part of the crew! We're hopelessly lost and we don't have any food!"
"Hey, you should be lucky I know how to drive this thing."
"You do?"
"No, but I saw it done in movie."
"That's really reassuring."
"That's it! I have an announcement!" the colonel bellowed from behind the wheel as his officers assembled before him.
"As you know, we're low on food. Now, there are two ways of solving this problem. We can sail to the nearest port and buy some and that will take us god knows how long, or we can take to pirating and get it for free!"
"I think the later would get us court marshaled."
"Better than starving to death!"
"As the colonel said, we can buy some."
"Do you have enough money too feed us all? 'Cause I don't!" Hughes outwardly argued.
"Hey, that doesn't mean we have to rob others to get some." Armstrong responded.
All of a sudden Hawkeye pulled out a gun and shot into the air. Everyone stopped bickering and looked at her.
"No, we're going to do this the easy way, now everyone who'd rather stick to pirating, raise their hands." She shouted and Hughes, Roy, and Havoc lifted their hands in the air. Not wanting to be excluded from matters, Black Hayate lifted his paw mimicking the three officers. 'traitor!' Riza murmured under her breath.
"Hah! Hughes yelled.
"Three to-" Hayate growled- "I mean four to two, sorry Black Hayate…"
"Fine, but if we get caught…"
"We won't get caught, lieutenant. I don't know much about the sea, but I do know how to get out of tight situations!" Roy smirked. Hawkeye groaned.
"Know first thing's first, we have to name our ship! How 'bout the 'Angel Elycia'?" Hughes exclaimed excitedly.
""No, I think that's going too far…."
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"Hey, sir, I think I see something!" Armstrong yelled from the crow's nest. He had a telescope with him and was staring out into the west. Or, what he thought was west….
"I think it's a ship, but all the sparkles might be changing the image…" He added as the colonel started up the ropes to meet up with the major. Once he got to his destination, Armstrong handed him the telescope and pointed in the direction of the image.
"Wow, it's hot up here… Hey! I see it! You're right! It looks like a ship anyways. And that only means one thing…"
Armstrong gulped.
"They're our first victim- I mean, victims! FULL SPEED AHEAD!"
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Meanwhile, on a boat not far from the commandeered Brig….
"Al, is that ship coming strait towards us, or is that just me?"
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Well that's chapter one for you! Next chapter will be posted if I get enough reviews. hint hint
