The sounds of people talking and walking flooded the streets. The Black Pearl was about to make for sail with it's captian, Franny Robin and the crew! Meanwhile, three boys ran down the sidewalk barefoot to the dock. The boys were Jack Sparrow, Wilbur Robin, and Yakko Warner (each 8 years of age). "Black Pearl wait for us!!!" Jack cried.
The captian looked at them from the ship. "What seems to be the hold up me lads? The Black Pearl is about to depart from the harbor. I suggest you step back." she responded.
"We'd like permission to come aboard," Wilbur begged.
"We can even be your official ship scouts," Yakko added.
"Please, if any of us ever want to be captain, we MUST see what it is like!" Jack went on. Captain Robin looked on and sighed. Than, she paused for a moment looking like she was thinking of what to say. Should she really let them on? What would the consiquences be?
"I'm sorry..." she started. Than, it got disturbing. The three young boys went to their knees and whined. "Please?..."
Franny let out another sigh, "Fine, I guess you can come. But if you three die in war, it won't be my problem." Jack, Yakko, and Wilbur let out cheers of excitement.
"Ok, so while we aboard this mission, who will be the one in charge out of us three?" Yakko asked. Jack Sparrow and Wilbur Robin glanced at each other then pointed to him. "Perfect :( ... who will be the one to get us out of trouble." Again, they pointed at him. "Ok...and who will be the one to mess up things?!" This time it was different, both Jack and Wilbur raised their hands high. I knew my dad shouldv'e got me a jet ski. But he had to say no and move on with his dumb life. Yakko thought.
Soon, a ladder was lowered so the remaining 'crew' could get on. As the boat went on sea, the boys looked over the boat. Jack and Yakko knew something was troubling Wilbur. "What's wrong?" Jack wondered.
"The way my mom said, 'If you three die in war, it won't be my problem' made it seem like she wouldn't care if I died. It's starting to sink into me that what if we get captured or something." He explained.
"Lad, that is something we really don't need to worry about...BECAUSE WE GOT SWORDS:) " Jack shouted.
"There's one for each of us. They're sharp enough to easily cut right through your soul and send you to Davey Jone's locker. So, make sure you only point them outward." Yakko told the two other boys. They all leaned over the boat. It was surely a long way done to the deep ocean.