Before the Chase
They were in Kingston their rowboat tied neatly to a post at the docks. Pintel was standing near some barrels and Ragetti was sitting on the ground with the dog in his lap. "I'm not stealing supplies!" he exclaimed stroking Dog's fur, not looking Pintel in the eye with his eye.
"How else are we to get them? Hop up and down, spin three times, and spit? Dream of drinks? Wish for fish?"
"You steal it, then."
" It seems as if I'm the ones doin' ev'rything!" Pintel folded his arms and scowled. "That's not fair."
"Hmph.Neither is takin' something that not yers." grumbled Ragetti.
"It wouldn't hurt to help me."
"I'll be happy to help watch the poochie." The dog licked Ragetti's face."I think he likes me!"
Pintel rolled his eyes. "Fine." He sighed and turned to leave. Ragetti stood up, "Wait, I'm coming with you!"
"D'you wants to steal something or not?"
"Not."
"Then you don't need to be coming." Pintel turned and began to walk away. Ragetti slowly rose, took one step and-"STAY!" Ragetti frowned and sat back down, mumbling. He looked at the dog, "You like me don't cha?"
The dog blinked his brown eyes. "RUFF!" Oh, course I do! You scratched my ears too! And when your eye falls out it's really funny. You're interesting! The dog waited for a friendly sign. Well?
Ragetti frowned, "Eh?"
Silly Wooden-eye Pirate, you don't speak dog. Oh, here have the keys again…
Clink. I think he does, thought Ragetti. Encouraged and pleased he patted the dog on his head.