Jim: Mopping the deck.
Scroop: "WHEE!" Jumps down from sails and falls flat on face .
Jim: "Are you okay?"
Scroop: "Yeah." Gets heart eyes and begins to hump Jim's leg.
Jim: "GAAAAH! GEROFF!" Starts whacking Scroop with mop.
Silver: Grabs Scroop's wrist with mechanical arm. "Back off then. Jim's my bitch."
Jim: Whimpers.
Arrow: "What's all this then? No humping allowed!"
Scroop: Eyes fall. "Yes, Mister Arrow." Walks off.
Arrow and Pirate Crew: Walks away too.
Silver: "Jimbo! I gave you a job!"
Jim: "Yeah and Scroop left this white mess on my leg..."
Silver: "Ew." Turns to Morph "Morphy-doodle-poo, Keep an eye on this pup!"
Jim: "That reminds me of a song from Chicago." Starts singing "Sometimes I'm down...Sometimes I'm up...but he follows round like some droopy eyed pup...He loves me so..."
Silver: Gets a boner with a comical 'SPRIOIOIOIOING' sound.
Jim: Looks down.
Silver: "Whoops. Scuse me then, Jimbo, while I go apply my-ahem-medicine..." Runs off.
Morph: "Apply medicine!"
Later that night, back on the deck
Silver: Throws Jim's fan girls overboard.
Fangirls: "Wheeee!"
Jim: "IT TOOK YOU THAT LONG TO APPLY YOUR MEDICINE?"
Silver: Looks around. "Well they don't call me LONG John Silver fer nothin', Jimbo."
Jim: "Erm...what you did to make Scroop get off my leg...thanks..."
Silver: "You mean yer pop never taught ya how to get a big Spider to stop humpin' yer leg?"
Jim: "No."
Silver: "Not the teachin' sort?"
Jim: "He's the more...stable father figure, so my Mom booted him outta the house cause she liked throwing things at me."
Silver: "Oh, sorry lad."
Jim: "I've been doing okay though."
Silver: "Is that so? Well, since the Captm' has put ya with me, I'll be teachin' ya a few tricks. Now...have you ever heard of a dirty sanchez?"
In The Sleeping Quarters
Scroop: Snickers.
Jim: Wakes up. "GAH! STOP PRODDING THAT INTO MY PANTS!" Runs away.
Scroop: Chases him.
Jim: Runs into the Galley and hides in a barrel of perps.
Scroop: Looks around, wondering where Jim is.
Silver: Walks in with the rest of the crew. "Now, gentleman. I have heard all of yeh want a piece of me bitch before we land on Treasure Planet."
Mister Onus: "We can't help it, Sir. He's just so firm."
Jim: Gasps. He won't be able to screw anyone else except a senile, old, obese alien.
Silver: Swings sword around. "FUCKSHITASSCOCKWHORE!"
Crew: Shivers, worried Silver will make another random swear word.
