Devil's advocate says: Hello, hellooooooo! Devil-girl 666 is busy at the moment (so many souls to send to hell sigh) so I'm fillin' in.
This is one of my fave episodes so I think you shall enjoy also!
I know you probably are biting your nails with anticipation to read chomp chomp so I'll make this short.
Disclaimer: Devil-girl or me don't known any ppl 'xcept Rinj, Craig and Melissa (who will be so masterfully introduced soon).
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SWEET SAMPETRA SEASON ONE:
Episode 4: The One With The Seaweed Grog
Barranca wasn't your average "dead guy". He was thirteen, short, a bit of a spaz, had a crush on his older bro's girlfriend, Captain Romsca, and was infact very much alive.
Despite all this, Barranca was happy. Long had passed the dark days when he'd walk in on Conva and the lovely Romsca making out in the Waveworm. Now, the small ferret was sitting on a very sophisticated-looking swivel chair, his footpaws dangling about a foot above the ground, watching the wide screen of one of the video monitors where Sagitar and Rasconza where shown trapped in the storage room on the Bloodkeel's bottom deck. The irony of it all was that the Rebel Crew captain himself, had had the spy-cameras installed in the ships rooms so he could amuse himself by peeking on unsuspecting pirates.
In Barranca's opinion Rasconza was a terrible Rebel leader. He was never making plans to destroy Ublaz, but rather always doing it with girls in the infamous Captain's Cabin. Rasconza also didn't deserve to captain the ship, the Bloodkeel which happened to be the only love of Barranca's short life (apart from Romsca, that is).
"I'm sooooo bored!", groaned Sagitar who was now pacing back and forth, "What if we're stuck in this tiny room forever? I'll go mad!"
Rasconza was sitting calmly on a long table in the middle of the storage quarters, watching her.
"Cool it, Sag. All we have to do is find something to do until someone come's in here to get some grog and finds us. Knowing my crew that shouldn't be too long from now."
"But what can we do?", the Chief Trident-rat complained.
The fox's keen eyes searched around.
"We could uh… Drink some grog?"
She brightened immediately, "Yes! If I'm drunk I'll forget all about my misery!"
Barranca grinned. If you got a guy and a girl drunk in an inclosed space it was obvious what was gonna happen. You'd have to be a dumb-grey like Sagitar not to realise it.
They each took a glass of the highly alcoholic beverage then clanged them together in "Cheers".
"To getting out of this place.", Sagitar muttered.
"To being stuck in a storage room with the most beautiful Trident-rat.", Rasconza smiled his devious smile, and she glared at him coldly before taking a sip.
To Barranca it seemed like Rasconza was quite enjoying being locked up with her.
Suddenly, the Security Room's (Rasconza had pretended the spy-cameras were for security purposes) door swung open. A slim gorgeous black rat in corsair attire strode over to the monitor screen beside Barranca.
"Hey, sexy lady.", the ferret said.
"Shut up. You're only a kid.", the rat's emerald eyes narrowed as she examined the screen, "Is that the Captain Rasconza?"
"Why, yes. And that is Chief Trident-rat Sagitar."
"You mean she works for the emperor?"
"Uh huh."
"That bitch."
"No need to talk like that in front of the kid."
She shot him a poisonous look, "I'll talk how I like."
"Why are they drinking grog?", the searat wondered after much scrutinizing of the thin screen.
"'Cause they're dumb?", Barranca offered.
He'd said it as a joke, but she obviously took the jest too seriously. Before he knew it, she had her scimitar to his throat.
"Captain Rasconza isn't dumb.", she growled.
The small ferret raised his paws disarmingly, "Whoa, no need to threaten me!"
Why do all the hot girls have to be so dangerous?, He thought.
"You seem awfully loyal to that fox."
"He's a good leader.", she replied quickly, but Barranca thought their was more to it then that. Could she possibly fancy Rasconza? Maybe.
Her gaze fell to the "security" monitor, and her eyes became very large.
"What the…?", she murmured.
Conva's kid brother leaned forward in his swivel chair, "Huh?"
Suddenly a dark paw clamped around his eyes, momentarily blinding him.
"Hey, let me see!", he clawed at her hand, but she was too strong.
"You shouldn't see this. It's obscenity."
"What's obscenity?", he stopped struggling.
"You don't want to know. Does Rasconza know there's spy-cameras?"
"Yup"
"Bastard!"
"I thought you liked him."
"Well…that doesn't mean he should screw Sagitar on live video footage!"
"That's what happens when the Sagsta gets drunk."
"Ewwwwwwwwww! That is so wrong. We've gotta do something!"
"What, like tell the whole Sampetra about this?"
"No!"
" It'll get Ublaz pissed."
This seemed to make her consider it, "Finally you've got a good idea, kid."
He glared at her, protesting; "I'm not a kid!"
Sighing, Romsca rested her head on her hand, staring at the computer screen in front of her. The long hot days waiting to buzz people in through the tall black, electronic and vine-covered front gates to Ublaz's palace were making her bored out of her skull, there was nothing to do!
She was starting to think twice about becoming the emperor's secretary. The only reason she'd even decided to do it was simply because after she'd had that fight with Conva, she'd had to be such a drama-queen and say; "Fine. If you're madly in love with that trident-bitch (she'd seen him with Sagitar earlier, which was why the fight had started in the first place), then I'll go serve Ublaz." And how she'd relished that look of utter surprise on Conva's face, when she'd stormed off. Now, she wasn't relishing one bit being cooped up in the fortress, which had very bad air conditioning (you'd expect Ublaz, with all his money would do something about it, but he was always off somewhere drinking expensive wine with Sagitar and not caring about anything else in the world).
The former corsair captain sighed again. How she longed to be out at sea again, with the endless rolling waves…
A file popped up on the screen, it said "Urgent message from: (Barranca's e-mail address, god knows why)." Clicking the "read" button, she scrolled down the message, and this was what it said:
OMG! U'LL NEVER BEELEEVE WAT RINJ + ME SAW ON THE SPY-CAMERAS!
Romsca leaned forward over the keyboard, a slow smile playing on her lips continued down the e-mail. Picking up the wireless phone on her desk she dialled Ublaz's personal number.
"Hello? Sire, I've got very…important news. I suggest you come down here as soon as possible."
To be continued…
A/N: Who knows what will happen in episode five? Well, me of course, duh, and Devil-girl 666 but whatever. You will have to wait till me and her write it so hah!
Please R&R! Or I will hunt you down and make you at gunpoint… of course I'm just kidding, I would, I just don't have a gun.
All due respect,
Devil's advocate. And Devil-girl 666