Captain D looked worryingly at the other ship in the horizon. He knew good well what ship it was. It was the Margaritaville, the ship of Captain Morgan. Captain Morgan was quite the pirate, and he had no intentions with tangling with her. All he could do is hope she didn't get close to them.

Elsa approached him from behind and said, "So, uh, whose ship is that?"

D turned around. "That, me lass, be th' Margaritaville. That be the ship o' Cap'n Morgan."

Elsa grew frightened. "The worst pirate on theses seas?" she asked.

Captain D nodded. "Aye, darlin', an' I dunno if I coul' beat her or not. Probably not. Y'see, some o' th' fiercest pirates e'er wen' up against her…pirates like One-Eyed Willie an' The Real Dread Pirate Roberts. They both lost. Legend has it she beat Roberts in a duel, an' it on'y took 'er 23 seconds. She now carries his sword as a trophy, an' legend has it the hilt's long'r than a normal one, 'cause it was origina'y designed fer a man wi'h six fingers."

"Really?" Elsa was even more afraid now.

"Aye, lass," D answered, "But fret not, fer I have a special sword—one tha' does not cut or slice—but tortures."

Mulan chimed in. "What is this sword?" The boat rocked back in forth on the crystal blue sea, softly but still hard enough to make you lose balance if you weren't careful.

"Well, an old crew mate o' mine—name o' Crunch—ran into one of Blackbeard's crew mates in a pub—alone." Captain D raised his voice excitedly. "It was jes' Crunch an' jes' 'im. They got into a row, an' Crunch came out victorious. He noticed th' man had a very strange cutlass—It was made ou' o' feathers! Turns ou' th' guy was a pirate by th' name o' Tickle. He got his nickname from his unique sword—It's blade was crafted ou' o' th' feathers o' th' last thunderbird, whose wings were so big when they flapped it sounded like thunder, an' if it touched ye, ye would suffer eternal laughter, so bad it woul' kill ye. Tickle's sword did jes' tha', but it had an enchantment tha' woul' allow ye to stop if ye agreed t' do wha'e'er it is he wan'ed."

"That's a mouthful," Mulan said.

D shrugged. "Ye asked."

"So do you have the sword?" Elsa asked.

"I do, 'cause be'ore Crunch left, he made a deal wi'h me tha' he'd give me wha'e'er he found. So I now possess th' sword."

A voice on the ship cried, "Cap'n! Three miles from shore!"

Captain D yelled back, "A'ight Long John! Set anchor an' prepare t' paddle!"

"Aye-aye, Cap'n!" Long John shouted. He and four other men dropped the anchor down. It fell quickly and made a SPL-OOSH! when it hit the water. It sank down.

"O.K., we got lucky," D said to the group. "Y'all ready to paddle?"