The New Adventures of Flapjack
My name is Flapjack. Captain Flapjack. You may have seen my first show, The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack. I was 7 then and I'm 24 now. I lost a hand in a fight with 8-armed Willy. He was trying to destroy the harbor, so I went into action. Just as I was gonna cut off one of his tentacles, he grabbed me and bit off my hand. My friend Captain K'nuckles died on that fight. After the loss of my hand, he dived into Willy's mouth to get it back. Not the smartest thing to do. So I'm on my own. I still live in Stormalong Harbor.
I am the best (and only) adventurer in my hometown. That is, until she came to town. I was fixing my ship, the Bubby II, named after my recently passed caretaker, Bubby the sperm whale, when Lolly Poopdeck, official messenger of Stormalong Harbor, came up to me.
"Capt. Flapjack, message for you." He said, handing me a parcel. I opened it. It read,
Dearest Flapjack,
I'm coming to Stormalong Harbor in a week to see how you're doing. I have something to ask you. Hope to see you soon, my beloved adventurer.
XOXO,
Sally Syrup
I was overjoyed. My girlfriend from my childhood was coming to see me. I got my ship ready for the day we would be reunited.
One week later, the stump that was my right hand was now a wooden hand just like K'nuckles had. I groomed myself, combing my golden hair with a jewel encrusted comb, courtesy of my friend, Tee Hee Tummy Tums, fine comb maker. Suddenly, I saw Sally run towards me.
She had changed a lot. She had a bandana wrapped around her head; her brown hair was just a bit longer, she wore a vest and had a cutlass strapped to her belt. "Well, Flapjack, you changed. Wait, what the heck happened to your right hand?" she asked. "The fight with 8-armed Willy that took K'nuckles's life also took my hand." I said. "K'nuckles. He was an adventure with an attitude." Sally said. "Well, Sally, as long as you're here, how about a ride to my summer home on Candied Island?" I asked. "That sounds nice." Sally said.
We boarded my ship, off to Candied Island.(Which I found last year on a journey in the Direction of Danger, West.) Sally told me of her adventures. After her 18th birthday, she built a ship of her own, the Wave Slicer, but it was destroyed in a storm. So she built a flying machine and flew here. When we hit the beach (made of cookie crumb sands and lemonade seas.) we hopped of my ship and proceeded to my home, which was made out of peppermint. "So Sally, you wanted to ask me something?" I asked.
"Well, yeah. I was wondering if you wanted to take our relationship a step further." Sally said. "Okay," I said, kneeling and taking out a box with a ring inside, "Sally, will you marry me?" I asked. "Yes!" Sally replied.