Hey, so, back again ^^" Thanks for the reviews so much (: I really appreciate them. About Godot/Diego, most of the characters in this story are going to be from the PW:AA and JFA universe (Dahlia being the exception considering she was evil AND STILL ALIVE at the time of PW:AA and JFA.), therefore Godot is set to appear a lot later on. Also, Gregory is alive because I like him. And there's a reason Lana is on the VKS Murder. Hopefully all will be written soon :D Thanks for reading!

THIS IS AN AU FICTION.

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As the ship ploughed through the multitude of waves that were assaulting the sides, Captain Mia Fey's hat was blown from her head, leading to First Mate Wright and Second Mate Fey chasing after it as though it was some jewel-encrusted treasure. Mia simply laughed, continuing to steer the ship. The HMS Justice was set to rendezvous with the Lady Berry, a ship with an even stranger crew than the one Mia Fey commanded. According to reports, the First Mate had big pink hair, the Second Mate dressed like a clown, the Third Mate had two peg legs and the Chief Cook couldn't cook. Furthermore, the Treasurer had a split personality that manifested itself through a wooden puppet reminiscent of the Third Mate's old peg leg. Apparently, only the Captain and the Navigator were remotely normal. Regardless, the ship needed repairs and supplies after crashing onto a remote island north-west of the HMS Justice's current location. A peg leg had got stuck under the steering wheel, rendering Captain Russell Berry unable to manoeuvre.

"Noo! Don't let the hat fall in the sea!"

"Maya! You're making it harder to grab!"

"Don't worry; I've got it Mr. Wright!"

"MAGGEY YOU ALMOST MADE IT FALL OFF THE SHIP!"

The chase to capture the hat was ongoing, and no one knew who the victor would be.

"If you hadn't lost your peg leg then this never would have happ-"
"If you hadn't been trying to steal my leg in the first pla-!"
"Max. Acro. If you stop arguing we might stand a chance of fixing the ship before the help arrives, saving them some trouble. Don't you agree?"

Gloved hands crossed over clothed arms, pink hair shifting as Max's head turned away in a small defiance. Of course he would adhere to Captain Berry's wishes. Acro was already hobbling to aid Navigator Bat with the repairs. Chief Cook Regina was already scouting the island for any supplies she could find, followed by her ever loyal ginger cat, Regent. No one dared to mention the occasional ginger hairs that would appear in their food, fearing Regina's reaction. Nobody wanted to ever upset her.

Treasurer Benjamin Woodman was attempting to light a fire to signal the HMS Justice (not helped by the First Mate's "suggestions" to use Trilo, Woodman's puppet, in the fire), but the twigs refused to ignite, rendering the Treasurer's attempts futile. At this rate, they were never going to be rescued.

Second Mate Lawrence "Call me Moe" Curls seemed content to sit by the sea, attempting to come up with more "jokes" involving their current predicament, which would only be appreciated by Regina, and politely acknowledged by the Captain.

A crackle, a spark, a "Finally!", and the fire was started, Ben quickly dropping the now alight twig onto a pile of branches, making sure to keep Trilo well away from the flames, and well away from Max. The scarlet and tourmaline flames leapt from branch to branch, snapping and destroying but also a source of hope. Smoke trickled steadily into the sky, curling and unfurling.

"If you added Trilo to the fire it would be big-"
"Max!"

Like a backwards funnel the smoke rose and grew, stark against the blue sky. An orange cat coiling around Max's legs was the sign that Regina had returned, an armful of poisonous looking berries in her arms. Her grin was proof that she hadn't realised the fruits of her labour were probably not edible.

"Guys~ I found us some food!" Her curls jumped as she bounced on the spot, bounding over to the Captain and Max and offering some of the fruit. Secretly, they both hoped the ship would hurry up and arrive before they had to taste any of the dreaded berries.

There it was! The signal!

"Dude! Fire!" Matt pointed with the broom he'd been nonchalantly leaning on, his eye patch and the fringe covering it leading people to wonder how he could even see. Still he evidently could, the broom end following the smoke until the ship suddenly moved and Matt stumbled into the railings. Gumshoe barely moved an inch as the wobbling Matt went past.

"Hey, pal, that's a pretty small fire."

"Small like your-?"
"Quiet, Larry."

Out of nowhere, a sponge appeared and collided with Larry's head.

The island greeting was one of the most bizarre Captain Mia Fey thought she would ever experience. First Mate Maximillion and Third Mate Acro were arguing, Max wielding a strange, wooden weapon... a peg leg. That explained why Acro was leaning on Second Mate Lawren- Moe. Captain Berry was... he probably shouldn't eat those. And there was a small blonde girl, presumably the Chief Cook, cheering him on. The Navigator seemed to be keeping a safe distance – Mia couldn't blame him. The ship pulled onto the shore, Chief Steward Gumshoe and First Mate Wright throwing the anchor overboard to keep the ship from floating away. Or else they'd all be stranded.

"Captain Fey!" The berries were instantly dropped on the sand, the strangely spritely Captain Berry quickly walking over to where Mia stood, in all probability in an attempt to get away from the fruit as soon as possible. "So good to see you! We thought we'd be stranded for quite the while."

"Thankfully we were quite close. What's the problem?"

It was a minor repair job, some damage to the hull, but Captain Berry had feared more could have happened, and his crew wasn't pulling together enough to find out otherwise. By the time Gumshoe finished nailing in the last bolt, Max had lost his bandana to Regent, Moe had been banished to far away for making "another wretched, unfunny joke" (although Second Mate Maya had found them amusing), and Larry's attempts to flirt with Regina had culminated in him being fed some of her treasured fruit. Chief Cook Gregory had attempted to console the Captain of the runaway, raucous crew, but to no avail.

Captain Mia Fey rolled her eyes as they were waved off by the crew of the Lady Berry. The HMS Justice's sails fluttered in the breeze as the ship cruised over the rolling waves. Hopefully next time someone else would be closer.