Chapter Three

Take That!

Hey! We stopped with Natalie talking about how she and Archie were hitting it off pretty well. Next, we fought the French, and actually held our own in battle. The way Natalie and Lizzy talk about me, I'm kind of an airhead, but I am actually pretty smart; I took Spanish, French, and German all at the same time at one point, and I hope to learn Welsh, Japanese, Gaelic, and Italian among other languages. I normally write dark fantasy, to relieve my nightmares, but there isn't anything fantastic about this whole thing except for the fact that we were sucked into a laptop. Natalie and I got out to the deck first, and she and I both turned to the men and held out our hands. "Swords." Horatio raised an eyebrow, and Natalie explained. "I took fencing, and Lia still takes fencing, so we know what we are doing." Archie sighed, and fetched two swords for us, which we accepted with glee. The two of us ran forward and waited eagerly for the battle to move to one of the ships. Both of the guys tried to get us to stay back. "The last thing we need is for two women to be killed, go below deck." Horatio practically commanded, and Natalie shook her head. "No, we can handle it." I nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, just like we handled all those people at the anime parade when we gave them fan service on accident." Natalie flushed, and her eyes went wide as she gestured for me to be quiet. "I won't even presume to guess what you meant by that, miss, but I still think that the three of you should go below deck." Lizzy had walked up next to us and was shaking her head. "No, we'll stay right here." For effect, I stabbed forward, right between Archie and Horatio, and I actually stabbed someone in the side; a Frenchman by the looks of it, who had been about to stab Horatio through the back. "Er... see, we can hold our own." Natalie sputtered, and both men looked backward and then forward again with deathly pale faces. "I suppose there is no time anymore, now is there? Just... try not to get yourselves killed!" With that, both the acting lieutenant and the midshipman turned to fight.

The battle turned out all right, though none of us actually aimed killing blows, just paralyzing ones. A lot of the French people said very mean things in their native language, and I sternly replied to the lot of them that I could understand them, and that they should be more respectful. In the end, the French were all dead, and their ship was sunk, so we three girls clasped hands and jumped up and down until our legs hurt. Meanwhile, the crew was looking upon us with raised eyebrows, and the captain came up to us with a question. "Ladies, it is unsafe for you to be upon this vessel; where may we discharge you? The only way you could stay is if we one or two of my men volunteered to keep an eye on you." Horatio and Archie rushed forward to volunteer. "Captain Pellew, we would be happy to keep an eye on these ladies, since they really have nowhere to go anyway, being orphans." After the captain agreed to allow us onboard, we all went to sleep.