So sorry that this took so long to get out! I had no idea how I wanted to do for this chapter until a while ago! Well, I hope you like it!
Butter's P.O.V.
I was dragged down into the ship and pulled down a hallway that smelled of alcohol and men that have not bathed in weeks. I looked at the captain who was not even looking at me. When we finally got to the end of the long hallway the captain opened the big door that had gold around the outside of the door.
The captain practically threw me in the room and I fell flat on my face. I groaned and sat up rubbing my sore face checking if anything was broken. I was happy when nothing broken but my relief was short lived when I heard the giant wooden door slam shut.
I quickly turned around and looked at the pirate. He had a smirk on his face and then took off his jacket and shirt. He threw them randomly on the ground and walked over to me. I gulped and waited for whatever the captain might do to me but nothing happened. The only thing that was bad was that his boots hit me in the chest and his smelly socks where thrown into my face.
"What the… hell!" I yelled, pulling his socks off my face and throwing them across the room.
"What is wrong, lad?" The captain asked.
He was lying on his bed with his arms behind his head smirking at me.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm laying on my bed."
"I know that! Why are you not… raping me?" I blushed when I said this and looked away.
"Your cute, Butters, but ye is not cute enough to give me any sort of pleasure."
What? So I was cute enough to be kidnap but not cute enough to rape? I was happy and mad at this at the same time. Happy that I was not getting raped and mad because I was only worth kidnapping and nothing else.
"So what are you going to do to me?" I asked.
"Make ye work as a cabin boy."
"Work? You kidnapped me to work on a ship?"
"Aye."
I was shaking with anger now. How dare this man cause me so much pain only to work on his stupid ship?
I was not thinking clearly so before I could think that what I was doing, I attacked the captain. I charged at him only to find myself to be pinned to the bed and the captain on top of me smirking. He had my arms pinned to the side of my head and he was sitting on my lap.
"My, what a brave lad ye are." The captain said.
I started to struggle in the captain's hold but he squeezed my wrist tighter causing me to wince in pain. I knew I would have bruises later from my own stupidity. I stopped trying to break free after awhile and then glared at the captain.
"Is ye really that upset that I do not find ye attractive as a lass?"
"W-What! No!" I said.
"Ye is lying. I will make ye feel better."
"Wh-"
That's when the captain pressed his mouth to mine. I froze. I did not move at all and I could feel the captain smirk on my lips. I then felt something warm and wet lick my bottom lip. I gasped and then I felt it enter my mouth. It only took me a second to realize that it was his tongue. I tried to push it out of my mouth but the captain won the tongue battle and explored every inch of my mouth. Just when I thought I would die from the lack of oxygen the captain's tongue and mouth were removed.
I gasped for air and had my eyes tightly closed. I knew that he was smirking at me as he watched me. I slowly opened my eyes and saw the captain smirking at me just like I thought.
"Was that good?" The captain asked, licking his lips.
As much as I hated to admit it the captain was really good at kissing. I had always imagined loosing my first kiss to a girl like Wendy or Bebe but not to a guy, let alone a pirate!
"The look on ye's face says all."
I blushed and looked away. The captain chuckled and I was thrown off his bed. I landed hard on my butt and groaned at the sudden pain. He was pulling up the covers and laid in his bed.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Going to sleep. It has been a long night."
"Where do I sleep?"
"On the floor."
"What!"
"Do not try anything funny while I sleep. I is a light sleeper and even the smallest noise will wake me."
I was about to say more but I knew it would fall deaf to his ears. The captain blew out the candle on his night stand and turned his back to me when he laid back down. I also realized that I was tired too from the long night. I crawled over to the farthest corner of the room and laid down using my arms as a pillow. I really wished I had a pillow or blanket but I knew the captain cared less if I was comfortable or not. I closed my eyes and tried to get some sleep.
I was awoken by a hard kick to my side. I cried out in pain and held onto my sides. I slowly opened my eyes to see the captain, fully dressed, looking down at me. I slowly sat up since my whole body ached from sleeping on the hard ground.
"What are you doing!" I asked, still holding my side.
"It is time for cabin boys to be working."
"What?"
The captain pulled me to my feet with my jacket collar. The captain looked at me for awhile before ripping the jacket off my body. I gasped when he did this and looked at my now ruined jacket. The captain the grab me by my arm and pulled me out of his room and up deck where I saw the sweaty pirates working on the ship.
"Stan! Stan! Where the hell is that bastard?" The captain said.
"You called for me, Cap'n?"
Stan jumped down from the plate form that had the steering wheel on top. Kyle followed behind Stan looking down at his feet when he was standing behind to Stan. The captain grabbed my arm and threw me at Stan. Stan moved out of the way and instead I crashed into Kyle and we fell to the ground in a tangled mess.
"Stan, make sure our new cabin boys is kept busy." The captain growled.
"Aye, Cap'n." Stan said, with a smile on his face.
The captain glared at the lowly pirate but he just kept smiling. The captain growled and walked away. Once the captain went back down stairs Stan helped Kyle and I up.
"The Cap'n has put me in charge of ye. Ye can start by swabbing the decks."
Stand handed us each a mop and bucket of soapy water. I groaned when I saw this. Kyle put his mop in the bucket before wringing it out and started to mop. I had never worked a day in my life since I had servants that did that for me. I tried to copy Kyle but I never could get enough water out of the mop. So when I moved the mop across the deck it left big puddles of water everywhere.
I could hear the snickers from the pirates when they saw this. I knew they thought I was some stupid rich kid who knew nothing about work. Well, maybe that was true but I did not want them to think that, so I tried even harder to get this mopping thing right.
For the longest time Kyle and I said nothing to each other. We just silently worked next to each other. I had no idea how long we were working but it felt like forever. With the sun beating down on us only made this day feel like it was moving at a snail's pace.
"How was Stan last night?" I asked.
I mentally hit myself in the face for asking something like that. Kyle stopped for a moment before going back to work. I waited for his answer patiently.
"Fine." He said finally.
"Fine? Nothing…happened?" I asked surprised.
"Nothing at all. I was surprised to. He made sure I was alright and then he let me sleep in his bed while he slept on the floor."
"What! You are so lucky!" I said.
"So I guess the captain did something." Kyle said giving me a dirty look.
"Nothing like that!" I said blushing.
"Then what did he do?"
"First he throws his boots and socks at me. Then tells me I'm not good enough to rape. I got mad and attacked him. He won, kissed me, and then made me sleep on the ground!"
"That is… something."
"I am so mad at that guy! First his all flirty with me then he hates my guts and makes me work!"
"Did you want something to happen?"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You are acting like you wanted him to rape you."
"What! No way in hell! I just want to know what runs through that guys mind!"
We end the conversation there and finish our job. Stan then called us down for lunch. I was starving so I was glad when he said it was lunchtime. Stan led us blow deck and opened the second door on the left which led to the eating hall. It was crowded with pirates eating food and drinking. Well, most of the food ended up on their face than in their stomachs. I looked at everyone in disgust, even Kyle looked disgusted by what he was seeing.
Stan made his way through the crowed and came back with to plates full of gross food. He sat us down at a table and made his way back to get his food. I looked at the food that was put in front of me. I looked around for a fork but I did not find any.
"I guess we eat without forks." I said.
I pick up something that looked like chicken. I slowly took a bite and almost spat it out. Whoever made this clearly did not know how to cook. I was so hungry that I forced myself to eat it. I looked around for something to drink when Stan place a glass of beer in front of me. Stan then ate his food at an inhuman speed. In about a minute all his food was gone and he drank all his beer too.
I pick up my glass and drank the beer. I really did not like the taste of beer but it helped me wash the gross food.
"So how's the Cap'n, Butters?" Stan asked.
"Horrible." I said.
Stan laughed at this, "He is a little rough around the edges but he's a good man."
"How? He made me sleep on the floor!"
"I will talk to him about that. Maybe I can get him to give you a blanket or a pillow."
"That would be nice. I said.
"What is the captain's name?" Kyle asked.
I was so glad he asked that since I also wanted to know his name too.
"His name is Kenneth. Only people close to him call him Kenny."
"Kenny? Huh…" I said. At least I had name now and he wasn't just captain.
"Butters, can ye do a favor for me?"
"Yes…" I said a little scared at what the favor could be.
"Can you take a plate of food to the Cap'n? Ye know where his study room is, right?"
"N-no."
"It is right by his room."
"O-Ok."
"Thank ye!"
Stan got me a plate and handed it to me. I slowly made my way out of the wild room of pirates without dropping the plate or spilling anything. When I got outside I shut the door and breathed in the salty air. I was really glad I was out of the beer smelling room and all its craziness.
I slowly made my way to the room. When I found the golden door to his room I looked over to my right and saw another golden door that I guessed was the study room. I knocked on the door.
"Aye?" The captain's muffled voice answered.
"I-I have your food." I said.
"Come in."
Being careful with the food I slowly opened the door with one hand. I looked around to see the grand study. There was dark purple carpet coving the whole floor that looked nice against the dark wooden walls. There were pictures of ships and half naked women around the room. The captain had two book cases full of books from around the world in many different languages. Towards the grand window in the back of the room sat the desk with the captain sitting there looking at a map. I was so busy looking around the room I forgot why I was here.
"Are ye going to bring me food?" Kenny asked.
He was glaring at me and had his head resting in the palm looking unimpressed.
"Y-Y-Yes!" I squeaked.
I quickly walked over to him and placed his food near him since I did not want to place it on the map. Kenny then went back to looking at his map while I stood there. I started to think about how the servants acted when they brought me food. I thought it would be safe to copy them.
"Would you like anything else?" I asked.
"Nay, go finish up ye duties."
"Yes."
I walked away from him and made my way to the door. I was stopped when Kenny placed his hand above my head holding the door closed. I froze when he did this not knowing what to do. He kissed the back of my neck causing me to gasp.
"After dinner, ye come back to me room." Kenny whispered in my ear.
"Y-Yes." I gasped.
Kenny moved away from me and I left the room. I closed the door behind me and leaned against it and sighed. I had a light blush on my cheeks from what Kenny did and also the memory of him kissing me was still fresh in my mind. I gently touched my lips. I could still feel his lips on mine. I shook the thoughts from my mind and ran up stairs to find Stan and Kyle.
I slowly walked to Kenny's room. I really did not want to go into his room. I wanted to crawl into my bed, in my house, and sleep forever thinking this was all a bad dream.
I stood in front of the door thinking about running before I decided to knock. I heard nothing and knocked again. I waited a minute standing outside waiting for him to let me in.
"What is taking him so long?" I asked.
"Taking who so long?"
I jumped and turned around to see Kenny with his arms folded across his chest and was smirking at me. Kenny reached around me and opened the door. Kenny placed a hand on my head and pushed me inside. I tumbled into the room and Kenny walked in and shut the door behind him.
I looked up at him wondering what he was doing. He took off his hat and jacket and folded it up nicely before putting in the chest. He took off his boots and also put it in the chest but he left his socks on this time.
"Stan talked to me." Kenny said randomly.
"R-Really?"
"He told me that if I did not get ye a bed then ye would not work hard."
"Oh…"
Kenny turned around and looked at me. I looked at him wondering if I should say something or not. He walked over and stood in front of me looking down.
"I got ye a bed. I do not want my new cabin boy to be weak."
"O-Ok."
He pointed over to the corner I slept in before. I looked around his legs and saw that there was a small bed made for me. It sat on the floor and looked like a mattress sitting in a poorly made box. I could not really complain but my bed looked like something a dog would sleep in.
"Thank you." I said.
Kenny rolled his eyes before taking off his shirt once again showing me his nice body. He had all the muscles I never had and probably never have. He had a couple scars that were on his body but it only seem to make him look better.
"Get to bed. Ye need to be ready to work tomorrow."
I nodded my head and walked over to the bed. I took off my boots and socks before I crawled into bed. I was so tired from the all the work I did today and I knew I would have more work tomorrow.
The mattress was hard and not soft at all. It felt like someone fill it with potatoes and decided to call it a mattress. The pillow felt like a rock and the blanket was old, itchy, and had a horrible smell to it. It did feel better than sleeping on the floor but I really wished I had a nice soft bed like the captain.
I really wished I was back home where I belonged. I had no idea where I was and I knew I would never see my parents or anyone else again. I turned my back to the captain and waited until he turned blew out the candle. Once the fire was out I began to cry. I pulled the blanket over my head and cried myself to sleep that night. Little did I know that captain was laying in his bed listening to me cry.
Here is a nice long chapter to make up for how long I was gone! Please review! I love to hear from you guys!