Pirate Cousin-Chapter 2: Daily 'wimpy' chores
"No!"
"Yes you will!"
"No!"
"I said you will!"
"No!"
"Were not having this argument . . . your gonna do it!"
Once again, they were having the argument of 'chore duty' and as usual, she was refusing to do them . . . .they had been dealing with this issue for a last two weeks, and there was never an end or a decsion made for it. She didn't want to do chores, they would argue and repeat the same thing over and over.
"I said no dammit!" Laura said, crossing her arms in front of her chest as Arthur stared at his cousin. He had never taught her how to say words like that, not even once.
"W-w-where did you learn to say words like that, Laura?" He asked as she shrugged her shoulders.
"I dunno, I heard one of the crew members say It one time . . .the one with the weird curl on the side of his head." She said, as Arthur let out a growl of anger.
He knew which member of his crew that she was talking about, and when he got a hold of him, he was gonna kill him the next time he saw him.
"You mean Lovino, right Laura?" He asked as she nodded her head.
"Yeah, that guy, who's always talking in Italian or something. . ." She said as Arthur let out a sigh. His cousin was now being as stubborn as he was and this has to come from her, being an eleven year old after all.
"Well, it doesn't matter! Your gonna do it!" He said as he grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder. She screamed outloud as she ranted and raved at him, demanding him to let her go. He ignored her cries as he walked out on deck,. With her now adding more curse words.
"You sure are cursing really badly now. What else did that idiot teach you?" Arthur asked the angry girl.
"More than you'll ever know, you scone eating bastard!" She grumbled as he walked all the way to wear Lovino was stationed at the time.
Boy, was he gonna get it today for sure . . .
"Lovino! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?" Arthur shouted as he heard a yelp coming from the galley where the food got made. He followed the sound of the yelp as he found Lovino, with a tray of tomatos, one badly crushed.
"Dammit, I'm right here you stupi-! Oh, Captain!" The Italian said, stuttering as he saw the glare in the captain's emerald green eyes.
"Lo…vi….no…." Arthur growled as Lovino started to shake a bit. "What the hell do you think your doing? Why are you teaching my cousin curse words?
"Hey, I didn't know that she would say them! It was a total accident!" He said, trying to clear his name of any crimes.
But he wasn't going to get away with it, not by a long shot. So as punishment . . .they were both sentence to clean up duty.
Laura was giving the job of washing dishes . . .
And Lovino . . .
Was giving the job of the bigger pile of dishes and deck sweeping.
"Why do you have a smaller pile than me?" Lovino complained as Laura was finishing up her pile of dishes.
"Because I'm smaller that's why." She said as he grunted outloud. She grinned at him, as she dried the last dish and stacked it on her pile. Lovino saw that she was done and started ranting again at her, but this time, making sure to hold back on the curse words not wanting to deal with the captain again.
She walked up on deck and started going to the captain's room, thinking of what else she wanted to do today. She started humming to herself, as she didn't notice the wind blowing through her hair.
Guess it was gonna be another one of those days again . . . .
~To be continued . . .~