Dust in the Wind and Other Short Stories

by Flowers of Moss

A series of songbased short stories, a few serious, mostly not so much. Each is based on a different character, and they're not in any particular order, so you don't have to read each one. Enjoy, I guess!

4. A Pirate's Life for Me

This is another pretty random one. I think everyone ought to know this song by now.

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A Pirate's Life for Me – from Pirates of the Caribbean

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Briggs lounged on the deck of his newly gained ship. "Ahh…" he said. "This is much better than that lousy jail. And now we can finally go home!" His wife smiled at him as she held their son. "Yes, hopefully things will go back to normal so we'll never have to go though this again." He shrugged. "I dunno. I kinda enjoyed it. Thrilling, you know?" Chaucha looked shocked. "You're kidding, right? We need to stay at home and raise Eleo-" She was interrupted by Briggs. "Oh, I think the pirate's life is for me! Eleo will love it!" He spun to his men who were opening a barrel of rum. "Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!"

"We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot

Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!

We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot

Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!"

Briggs paused to take a gulp down his drink. Chaucha burst in, "Briggs, we never kidnapped anyone!" while his men sung a chorus of "yo ho"s. "Sure we did, my dear! We kidnapped a ship!"

"I don't think that counts…" But she was unheard by the singing pirates.

"We extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack

Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!

Maurad and embezzle and even hijack

Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!"

Eleo squealed and clapped his hands at the excitement. Chaucha scolded him. "No! This is nothing to be happy about!" But the boy ignored her and tried to use his power to reach a bottle of rum. Chaucha snatched it away from him. "Absolutely not!" she yelled.

"We kindle, char, flame and ignite

Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!

We burn up the city, we're really a fright

Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!"

"Hah!" Chaucha laughed. "The only thing that got burnt in these parts was your dignity!"

Briggs looked embarrassed. "Do you really have to point that out?" he pouted. "Besides, it's not like we could set fire to anything. I mean, it was all wet!"

"We're rascals, scoundrels, villains and knaves

Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!

We're devils and black sheep, really bad eggs

Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!"

The pirates started to slur words at this point. The barrel of rum was almost empty. Briggs shouted. "The rum's gone! Somebody go get s'more!" One of the pirates staggered off towards to hold.

"We're beggars and blighters and ne'er do-well cads

Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!

Aye! But we're loved by our mommies and daddies

Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho!"

"Yo ho….yo ho…a pirate's life f'r…m…" Briggs passed out on the floor.

Chaucha cackled. "Hahahaha! Now that you are all in a drunken stupor, I will lock in the hold and return home, where they will make me their Queen!" She turned to face the horizon. "First, Champa, next, THE WORLD!"

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