NOTE - this story is a co-authorship between sistergrim, nittanychick11,
and stitches1fangirl. I do not take full credit under any circumstances
for this work.
NOTE- The pirate town of Tortuga is from Disney's Pirates of the Carribean movie, which is of course, one of the reasons we wrote this story in the first place. We do not lay claim to the naming of said town; it will appear in the next few chapters of the story.
NOTE -This story is a work of fiction. We only own the characters that are non-WWE. Vince McMahon owns the WWE and characters. Do not distribute, do not sell, and do not sue. THANKS..****************************
"So, you saw what I saw in Rip's chamber, right?" Kate was asking Molly.
"Yeah, it looked like 'his' seal," Molly affirmed, emphasizing the word his.
"Commodore Me," Kate mused aloud. "So we will meet again. That fool thinks he's going to capture the Roaring Lioness with the likes of Rip to help him. We shall see about that."
"But Kate." Molly said. "The Commodore wouldn't hire Rip. Ye know as well as I that the Commodore's seal is a warning to clean up yer act or else he'll get ye!"
Molly seethed internally as she thought of that 'one' that got away, the dashing Commodore Me. Perhaps, he had been the reason for her 'conquests' from the start. 'No matter,' thought Molly as Chris's face came to mind. 'I think I can move past all that now, afterall --'
"MOLLY! Are you even listening?" Kate was trying to get her attention.
"Sorry Kate," Molly apologized quickly but offered no further comment.
"I was saying that I'm going to send Maxine with them when they go," Kate told Molly her plan.
"Ma'am?" Molly responded. "Do you think it wise? I mean what about the ramifications that could have on the future?"
"I don't care, she's never been happy with our life and we've ne'er be able to take her to a settlement," Kate defended her decision. "For all we know, she might not have ever had any descendants anyhow. She seems to be pretty taken with that Edge fellow."
"Yes, that is undeniably true," Molly remarked as the aforementioned couple walked across the lower deck. "So, what is the plan?"
"The way I see it," Kate gestured at her aged map of the Caribbean waters. "They probably entered through this area here. I don't want to risk the Roaring Lioness so we'll get within range and them send them off in two dinghies with Maxine along with them. I need you to go about Tortuga and see about procuring the aforementioned dinghies since we really shouldn't spare any of our own. Take whatever assistance for the task you desire, perhaps some of our guests would be helpful."
"Aye Cap'n," Molly smiled knowing two of the ones she'd pick. "I shall do this task without haste."
"And Molly?" Kate's voice held concern and stopped her in her tracks, "Watch your back; there's no telling who may have been swayed by the Commodore's purse strings."
"Yes ma'am," Molly responded soberly. "I will."
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"Come 'ere you four!" Molly gestured walking towards Jericho, O' Haire, HBK, and the Hurricane.
"Yes ma'am!" They replied quickly in unison.
"We need to locate some more dinghies," Molly explained climbing down to the dock level. "I need help carrying them."
"More dinghies?" Questioned Shane Helms. "What for?"
"So you blokes can go home," Molly told him simply and fought to keep the sadness she was feeling from her voice.
"Oh," Shane replied simply.
They walked by a few taverns before and once again, Molly met up with her acquaintance, Looney Lucy.
"Well Molly, four?" Lucy called after her, "I see you've got a new game now, don't you?"
"Shut up Lucy," Molly retorted and continued walking.
"Mmm hmm," Lucy gave the guys a once over making most of them, except for O'Haire, feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Come on men," Molly urged them on. "Pay her no mind."
Finally they reached their destination, a dusty little ramshackle cottage with darkened windows. Molly knocked thrice quickly on the door, a few moments later, a seasoned older man opened the door.
Molly turned and addressed her escorts before entering, "Stay here and keep watch. Most of all, make eye contact with no one."
Then she went into the cottage and the door closed quickly behind her.
"Wonder why all the secrecy?" Shane Helms mused aloud.
"Who knows?" O' Haire shrugged. "That red head was hot."
Jericho rolled his eyes, "Hey O' Haire, try thinking with your other 'brain' once in awhile."
Shawn Michaels and Shane Helms snickered in response.
"That's it!" O' Haire snapped angrily. "Let's go, right here, right now!" He yelled furiously.
"Pipe down, Sean," Michaels grabbed his shoulder. "You're attracting too much attention."
"Later Chris," Sean growled as he back down. "Mark my words, this isn't finished."
Thankfully, no one bothered the four superstars during the rest of their wait outside the cottage. Molly returned to the doorway about twenty minutes later.
"Thanks again for the information," Molly told the man and gave him some golden coins.
"Information?" Shane asked, "You mean he doesn't have any dinghies."
"Aye Shane," Molly smiled. "You see, we're pirates; buying and selling is for the landlubbers. We take what we need and give 'em nothing in return."
"But doesn't that start wars between ships?" Inquired Shawn Michaels.
"Ah yes, but we live to fight," Molly laughed. "It just so happens that our friend Cap'n Whitetush is just now in the tavern up the way and drunk off his feet to boot."
"Cap'n Whitetush? That fool?" Asked Shane Helms.
"Aye, the very one," Molly continued. "He's such a fool that he left no one but whelps aboard his ship to guard it."
NOTE- The pirate town of Tortuga is from Disney's Pirates of the Carribean movie, which is of course, one of the reasons we wrote this story in the first place. We do not lay claim to the naming of said town; it will appear in the next few chapters of the story.
NOTE -This story is a work of fiction. We only own the characters that are non-WWE. Vince McMahon owns the WWE and characters. Do not distribute, do not sell, and do not sue. THANKS..****************************
"So, you saw what I saw in Rip's chamber, right?" Kate was asking Molly.
"Yeah, it looked like 'his' seal," Molly affirmed, emphasizing the word his.
"Commodore Me," Kate mused aloud. "So we will meet again. That fool thinks he's going to capture the Roaring Lioness with the likes of Rip to help him. We shall see about that."
"But Kate." Molly said. "The Commodore wouldn't hire Rip. Ye know as well as I that the Commodore's seal is a warning to clean up yer act or else he'll get ye!"
Molly seethed internally as she thought of that 'one' that got away, the dashing Commodore Me. Perhaps, he had been the reason for her 'conquests' from the start. 'No matter,' thought Molly as Chris's face came to mind. 'I think I can move past all that now, afterall --'
"MOLLY! Are you even listening?" Kate was trying to get her attention.
"Sorry Kate," Molly apologized quickly but offered no further comment.
"I was saying that I'm going to send Maxine with them when they go," Kate told Molly her plan.
"Ma'am?" Molly responded. "Do you think it wise? I mean what about the ramifications that could have on the future?"
"I don't care, she's never been happy with our life and we've ne'er be able to take her to a settlement," Kate defended her decision. "For all we know, she might not have ever had any descendants anyhow. She seems to be pretty taken with that Edge fellow."
"Yes, that is undeniably true," Molly remarked as the aforementioned couple walked across the lower deck. "So, what is the plan?"
"The way I see it," Kate gestured at her aged map of the Caribbean waters. "They probably entered through this area here. I don't want to risk the Roaring Lioness so we'll get within range and them send them off in two dinghies with Maxine along with them. I need you to go about Tortuga and see about procuring the aforementioned dinghies since we really shouldn't spare any of our own. Take whatever assistance for the task you desire, perhaps some of our guests would be helpful."
"Aye Cap'n," Molly smiled knowing two of the ones she'd pick. "I shall do this task without haste."
"And Molly?" Kate's voice held concern and stopped her in her tracks, "Watch your back; there's no telling who may have been swayed by the Commodore's purse strings."
"Yes ma'am," Molly responded soberly. "I will."
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"Come 'ere you four!" Molly gestured walking towards Jericho, O' Haire, HBK, and the Hurricane.
"Yes ma'am!" They replied quickly in unison.
"We need to locate some more dinghies," Molly explained climbing down to the dock level. "I need help carrying them."
"More dinghies?" Questioned Shane Helms. "What for?"
"So you blokes can go home," Molly told him simply and fought to keep the sadness she was feeling from her voice.
"Oh," Shane replied simply.
They walked by a few taverns before and once again, Molly met up with her acquaintance, Looney Lucy.
"Well Molly, four?" Lucy called after her, "I see you've got a new game now, don't you?"
"Shut up Lucy," Molly retorted and continued walking.
"Mmm hmm," Lucy gave the guys a once over making most of them, except for O'Haire, feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Come on men," Molly urged them on. "Pay her no mind."
Finally they reached their destination, a dusty little ramshackle cottage with darkened windows. Molly knocked thrice quickly on the door, a few moments later, a seasoned older man opened the door.
Molly turned and addressed her escorts before entering, "Stay here and keep watch. Most of all, make eye contact with no one."
Then she went into the cottage and the door closed quickly behind her.
"Wonder why all the secrecy?" Shane Helms mused aloud.
"Who knows?" O' Haire shrugged. "That red head was hot."
Jericho rolled his eyes, "Hey O' Haire, try thinking with your other 'brain' once in awhile."
Shawn Michaels and Shane Helms snickered in response.
"That's it!" O' Haire snapped angrily. "Let's go, right here, right now!" He yelled furiously.
"Pipe down, Sean," Michaels grabbed his shoulder. "You're attracting too much attention."
"Later Chris," Sean growled as he back down. "Mark my words, this isn't finished."
Thankfully, no one bothered the four superstars during the rest of their wait outside the cottage. Molly returned to the doorway about twenty minutes later.
"Thanks again for the information," Molly told the man and gave him some golden coins.
"Information?" Shane asked, "You mean he doesn't have any dinghies."
"Aye Shane," Molly smiled. "You see, we're pirates; buying and selling is for the landlubbers. We take what we need and give 'em nothing in return."
"But doesn't that start wars between ships?" Inquired Shawn Michaels.
"Ah yes, but we live to fight," Molly laughed. "It just so happens that our friend Cap'n Whitetush is just now in the tavern up the way and drunk off his feet to boot."
"Cap'n Whitetush? That fool?" Asked Shane Helms.
"Aye, the very one," Molly continued. "He's such a fool that he left no one but whelps aboard his ship to guard it."