Chapter Numero Due! I think both Ragetti and Glory have both bit off more than they can chew...

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Glory pushed a strand of dark hair out of her eyes and arched her eyebrows in surprise. "You're back. Was something wrong with the cloth? Ah, I knew it was probably weak material…"

Ragetti shook his head and entered the shop, trying to put on an air of complete calm.

He failed miserably.

Glory hummed a tune, bounding over to him. "What can I do for you today, Master Ragetti?" she grinned.

"H-here. I need to pay fer the sash…" Hurriedly, Ragetti pushed a pouch of coins into Glory's hands.

Glory pushed it back. "Didn't I say it was free of charge?" she asked, coolly raising an eyebrow.

Ragetti blushed. "Yeh did, but I didn't want ta jus' leave port wifout givin' yeh somethin' fer it. Since it's such a noice cloth and all…"

Glory laughed, a light, merry laugh that seemed to light up the shop. "Oh, I see. A pirate with principals."

Ragetti grinned but ducked his head. Intrigued, Glory stepped closer to him. "A shy pirate with principals. How extraordinarily odd." She came closer still, until she and Ragetti were nearly nose-to-nose. "I have a penchant for the extraordinarily odd."

Ragetti gave a small gasp and drew back away from her. "I-I don't think that's such a good idea…"

Glory put her hands on her hips and tilted her head. "Well, I must say you are truly a weird one. Never before has a man refused my advances. No matter." She smiled.

Ragetti shifted from foot to foot. "Sorry. But I have ta go."

He fled from the dress shop, leaving a thoroughly confused Glory behind. Pintel saw his nephew come flying down the street towards him. When he neared, gasping for breath, Pintel merely scowled and turned his gaze up the street. "So, where are those demons of hell chasin' after yeh?"

"Worse than demons, Pint." Ragetti whimpered. "A woman."

Pintel frowned. "Don't tell meh. The angel, rioght?"

Ragetti nodded. "She t-tried to kiss meh, Pint. And I ran."

"Yer an idiot." Pintel spat. "Don't yeh know that an angry woman is worse than the Devil 'imself descending upon yeh? Take if from meh, lad. A woman can make yer life a livin' hell if yeh don't make amends wif her."

"But…I didn't do nofing."

Pintel whacked him upside the head, and Ragetti's eye popped out. He caught it expertly, pushing it back in with a squelch-ish sound. "Yeh left the woman standing alone when she was about ta kiss yeh! That's enough to warranted ten years o` hell!" Pintel sighed. "Look, I'm not sayin' yeh should get involved. 'Cause yeh shouldn't. I'm just saying yeh shouldn't leave her wif bruised feelings. 'Specially if she's as noice as yeh claim she is."

Ragetti nodded dully.

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