A/N: First off, I want to thank everyone who reviewed, favorited, or followed! You guys make me so happy!

A few things I forgot to mention last time: First, I've changed the layout of Tetra's ship. It's bigger, has more masts, and has more beneath its decks than a room full of platforms that Niko jumps around on. Also, for anyone who doesn't know, a cutlass is just a pirate sword. I've also changed the ocean. There are a lot more islands, more people on them, and they are much more spread out.

For anyone who may be wondering, Link is indeed seventeen in this fic. It took quite a bit of inner debating to decide that I wanted him to be 17 instead of 12/13. But I wanted Link to be more mature for this. And I wanted his WW adventure to be something he's moved on from, more or less, and that it is just a memory of the distant past. And I feel like with him at this age, I'd be able to do much more with the Link-to-Mr."Man of the Sea" relationship later.

Anyway... Here's the next chapter!

Chapter 2: Encounters and Exchanges

"Well, looks like we got some fruits, meats, cheese, bread," Niko observed, pointing to each of their obtained supplies. "Some new weapons, bombs, cannon powder, jewels, clothing. And I'm thinking those are probably soaps." He nodded his approval. "Better than the last port."

The pirates were well on their way, cutting smoothly through the waves. The sun beat down upon them as they continued sailing south. Link stood nearby, letting the winds he personally directed to go south breeze through his sandy-blonde hair. Niko came up next to him and handed him an apple.

"You didn't do anything to it, did you?" Link questioned, looking over it.

"Why does everyone assume that?!" Niko exclaimed.

Link chuckled. His gaze drifted to the doors leading to the captain's quarters. "Niko," he started. "Do you know what's up with Tetra lately?"

"You mean how she seems more aggressive than usual? I don't exactly know. She doesn't tell me anything. It's usually Gonzo, because he's her right-hand man and everything. But I did overhear her complaining to him recently about how undermined she feels."

Link looked up towards Gonzo and Tetra on the quarter deck. The rest of the crew often spoke of how the two of them should get married, saying that they would spawn the greatest pirate ever. Gonzo honestly seemed quite on board with the idea, though Tetra ignored it like it was an unamusing and overused joke. To Link, the thought was weird, as everyone on the ship was more like family. He rarely thought of Tetra as anything more than a friend, and whenever he did, the idea was just bizarre. She was more like a sister to him, and he was certain she didn't feel any kind of romantic connection to him anyway.

Link shoved the thoughts aside. "Undermined? Okay, I seriously cannot see why she would feel that way. Everyone on this boat does exactly as she wants… Except me on occasion, but still."

"No, no. It's more of feeling undermined as a pirate. Like she's not making the little islanders tremble before her like they used to, or something like that," Niko said. "Though that doesn't make much sense either, because I tremble before her, and I'm pretty much the most fearsome pirate out there!"

Link snorted. "Yeah. You're terrifying."

"Thank you," Niko nodded. "…Wait, you were being sarcastic, weren't you?! Well you know what? One of these days, I'm going to scare you so bad, you're going to crap your pants!"

Link raised his eyebrows at Niko who was giving him a smug look. "You do remember, right, that I defeated Ganondorf? No offense, but somehow I doubt you'll ever scare me."

"Doubting me again, eh? Well then…" Niko whipped out his sword. "Bring it on!"

Link sighed. They did this almost every day, not because Niko actually thought he was good, but because he enjoyed practicing and messing around. "Alright, come at me."

Niko lowered his weapon. "But you don't even have a sword."

"So?"

"Ah, come on," Niko complained. "It's bad enough that you so easily beat me every other time. Now you need to show me up with just your bare hands?... That or I'll end up killing you. Both options are pretty bad."

"No one's even watching," Link stated.

Niko glanced around and huffed. "Gah, fine!"

Niko swung and Link ducked. Niko kept attacking – jabbing, hacking, stabbing, and slashing in every way he could think of – but Link easily and skillfully evaded each one. After a few minutes of this, Niko swung upward and Link stepped inside Niko's guard, forcefully knocking the blade out of the pirate's grip and accidentally knocking him over in the process. Niko pushed himself up and retrieved his sword that had spun away.

"Jeez, Link," Niko smiled. "Why did you have to end it so quickly? I was just getting warmed up." Link had actually noticed several instances where he could easily have disarmed Niko, but he had let it go on for longer, figuring that the practice was good for them both. "I suppose it's a good thing you ended it quickly though, otherwise you'd be faced with the full wrath of Niko, High Supreme Swabbie of the_"

"Hey Link," Tetra called down from the quarter deck. "Stop beating up Niko and get up here."

Niko's eyes widened. "No one was supposed to see that."

Link chuckled and climbed the stairs up to her. "What's going on?"

She had a telescope in her hands, watching the southern horizon in front of them. Behind her Gonzo steered the ship, manning the wheel. He was mainly in charge of the sailing and navigation, but was also her first mate.

Link glanced around the ship, noticing all the other crew members as well. Senza was the master gunner, overseeing the ship's ammunition and cannons. He was a large and buff man with black hair and beard, and he often wore a violet, low V-necked shirt. Nudge, too, was large and muscly and wore a violet shirt more often than not, and he had a long face. He was the ship's rigger, in charge of furling and releasing the sails. Zuko, who was up in the mast's crow nest at the moment as the lookout, was about Niko's size, though many years older. He had deep sideburns and bags under his eyes. Mako was like Zuko in stature, and he wore glasses (though one lens was cracked). He served as a sort of cook and doctor for the crew and was responsible for the maintenance of the ship and its supply stores. And then there was Niko mopping the upper deck, as his position was Swabbie.

"Look over there," Tetra directed, handing him the telescope. Far in front of them on the horizon Link could make out another ship sailing in their direction. "It looks like Flint."

"Tetra I trust you," Link started, putting the telescope down. "But are you sure you want to do this? There are plenty of alternatives to this."

"My decision is final. It's something I need to do."

Link hesitated in asking his next question. "Niko told me he overheard you telling Gonzo that you feel undermined… Why?"

She was about to tell him off but then stopped herself and simply replied, "Personal reasons."

Link decided not to push her for answers. He knew she would tell him in her own due time. Instead he said, "Also, Niko said that you only tell everything to Gonzo because he's your 'right-hand man'…"

Tetra raised an eyebrow at him. "And that bothers you?" Link was surprised at how quickly she was able to detect his jealousy.

"Uh, well… Yeah… A little bit," he admitted.

She smirked. "Link, all of my crew members have a specific role. What role do you play?" In truth, he didn't have any real position. He simply helped out wherever he could and did whatever he felt was needed. When he didn't answer, she continued, "Unlike you, Gonzo has followed me obediently from the very beginning. He carries out my orders and listens to whatever I say, without questioning any of it. That is why he is my right-hand man.

"You, on the other hand, question almost everything. You're almost always a thorn in my side and you rarely willingly do what I tell you to. You act more of like a passenger than an actual part of the crew. And you annoy the crap out of me sometimes."

"Gee, thanks."

She laughed. "The reason I keep you around is because you know and understand me better than anyone else here. And though you lack obedience, you are undyingly loyal to me. You let me feel like I don't have to play the high and mighty captain 24/7… You do more than just perform some role for me."

Gonzo interrupted them by calling to the captain. "Miss Tetra, what's your course of action?"

Tetra stepped away from Link and announced, "I'm going to go on board Flint's vessel and negotiate with him for those charts. However, in case something goes wrong, I need you guys to be prepared. Senza!" she called over to him. "Make certain all the cannons are loaded. The rest of you, make sure you're ready with your weapons and in position should we need to make a quick getaway."

She went back to stand next to Link, who then asked, "So do you know this Captain Flint guy?"

"Oh yeah," she nodded. "All pirates know each other in some way or another, and I have met Flint once before. We're kind of just neutral towards each other, though."

"Back at the port, you said something about this being too easy…?"

"Thing is, Flint is almost exactly what most people think of when one says 'pirate'. If he were to walk onto a port, people would know what he is instantly. But he's… Well he's got a big ego he likes to try uphold. Some say he's a bit insane too, either because he's been sailing the seas a little too long, drinks a bit too much, maybe too treasure hungry, or just fought one too many sea monsters… He's nothing to really worry about though."

The wind began to pick up, their flag flapping widely around above.

"You have the Gossip Stone?" she asked.

"It's always in my pocket," he stated, bringing out a blue, palm-sized stone.

"Switch with mine so you can keep an eye on what happens and so I can contact you guys." They did so and turned their attention back towards the horizon.

"Excellent," she said, watching the ship in front of them grow steadily closer.

"Mako, drop the anchor." Tetra paced the length of the upper deck, shouting out orders. She had put her hair up in her traditional swirling bun. In addition, she wore a deep blue, leather jacket, its coattails flapping in the wind. "Nudge, secure the sails. Senza, keep the cannons steady and in position, but make it unobvious."

The ship in front of them was a mere hundred feet away, the figures of other pirates able to be easily made out. Link watched as they bustled around, while he strapped on his sword.

"Now," Tetra announced. "I'm hoping this will be a peaceful meeting. But if the worse should happen, Link has my Gossip Stone. Gonzo you're in charge, but wait for my signal to attack if it is needed."

The other ship came up next to them, their anchor dropping as well. Tetra had Gonzo help her prepare the row boat. As Tetra was climbing in, Link approached them. "Tetra," he said, looking her straight in the eyes. "Don't do anything stupid. Just be safe." She simply gave him one of her smiles that made him feel as if she was going to do quite the opposite. Then Tetra and Gonzo lowered themselves down into the water in the row boat, and he sailed her over towards the other ship. Link and the rest of the crew watched them cross the gap of water between their two vessels. Tetra climbed out of the boat and began climbing a ladder up to the upper deck as Gonzo rowed the boat back.

The moment Tetra had reached the top, Captain Flint approached her, saying, "Ah, Miss Tetra. What an honor it is. Ye look more beautiful than last we met." Tetra smirked, making no comment about the compliment. Flint then shouted out, "Back to yer posts men!"

Flint looked like any traditional pirate. He was in his mid-thirties maybe. His coarse black hair was a jagged mess underneath a large velvet hat, his beard just as scraggly. One eye was covered in an eye-patch. The other was wide, yellow, and bloodshot. He wore a thick black coat with a cutlass strapped to his belt.

He turned back to Tetra and asked, "So what brings ye here?"

"Just some business I'd like to discuss, and I hear you're the one who can help me."

"Let's be taking this somewhere a little more private then, aye?" He led her down into his captain's quarters. The room was large with windows all along the opposite and adjacent walls, giving a nice view into the open sea and her own vessel just to her left. A four-poster bed was in the right corner, the middle of the room being occupied by a large black table covered in different maps, charts, compasses, and other utensils. Flint sat down in a large chair and made himself comfortable behind the table.

"So," he started. "What can I help ye with?"

Tetra walked to the back of the room, keeping her gaze on the horizon. "There have been recent rumors of… a ghost ship."

"Aye, I've heard 'em. It's only been sighted somewhere in the northwestern sea. I reckon ye'll be safe as long as ye keep yer distance."

Tetra turned back around, a sly smile on her face. "Oh no, Flint… I want to find it."

He laughed loudly. "That'd be quite foolish, young Miss. Capt'n Wutsisfais and his crew went looking fer it. Haven't seen 'em since."

"Wutsisfais was never bright to begin with," she stated. "But your lack of seeing him is hardly a sign of him disappearing or having gone missing." She looked away, gliding her hand across a row of scrolls on a back shelf.

"Miss Tetra, if ye try to go after that ship, ye will surely meet the same end. There be no denying the vanishing of many ships in that there area. Whatever that ship sailing them seas be, it be dangerous. They be cursed waters... It be a cursed treasure to go after." That last part was barely muttered, but Tetra was able to catch the hint of hunger and lust in his voice. The edge of her lips curled up ever so slightly.

She picked up one of the scrolls and walked back around to his front. "Then since you're so afraid of that area, I suppose you won't be needing this." She unfurled the thick scroll, revealing a sea chart. In the center was a crude painting of a shady ship, clouded in mist.

His eyes flashed, and the sides of her lips curled into a smirk. "Flint, I know as well as you do that you don't believe at all in the so-called ghost ship. You're after the treasure too."

He stood up abruptly. "Put me sea chart back."

Tetra rolled up the chart, but didn't move an inch. "I'm afraid, Flint," she said, emphasizing each word slowly. "I'm not leaving without it."

Link held a blue stone in the palm of his hand. Gonzo stood over him looking into the stone as well. The rest of the crew was up and about, ready to take action at a moment's notice. Sensing the tension about to take place on the parallel ship, Gonzo rushed away, leaving Link alone. He clenched the stone in his fist as Niko came over. "She's going to do something stupid," Link murmured.

"Nah," Niko said. "Miss Tetra knows what she's doing."

Link looked over at the other ship. Most of their crew stood around as well, awaiting their captain's orders, and there were quite a many more than they. "Tetra said she was going to try to do this peacefully… She's not." Niko was taken back when Link suddenly snapped, "She's not even trying! She's always acting so brash and stupid! I swear to Din, her love for adrenaline rushes is going to ram us into a cliff someday."

Niko stood there silently, feeling slightly awkward. Slowly he asked, "So does this mean I should go tell Senza to get ready to fire the cannons?"

"It means I'm going to go over there so she doesn't get herself killed."

"Oh come on, Link. How often does one of Tetra's plans not work or go smoothly or exactly as she wants it to?"

Link didn't answer. He knew Niko had a good point; Tetra had this uncanny luck that made all her plans work out, like the universe was working in her favor. But he still didn't feel good about this. He didn't at all like the idea of blasting cannonballs in her direction while she was on board a potentially hostile ship with a good number of pirates she would have to face down, all while trying to safely get back to her own ship with it already sailing away. There were so many things that could go wrong.

"Niko, give this to Gonzo," Link said, shoving the stone into his hands. Before Niko could question what he was doing, Link ran over to the edge of the ship and threw himself over the railing, diving into the water.

Flint slowly unsheathed his cutlass. "If yer smart, ye'll put that chart down. My crew outnumbers yers, 1:3. Ye only have six, and no way to contact 'em.

"I have seven; the seventh being the Hero of Winds." Tetra then put her hands on the table, leaning in until she was mere inches from his face. "Don't underestimate them, Flint."

He chuckled. He had heard rumors of some kind of wind hero a few years back, but he didn't think of it as much more than an exaggerated tale. He studied a sea chart that lay across the table for a moment before responding, "What if I were to fire at 'em? I'm sure they'd look mighty impressive then, aye?"

Tetra straightened up. Her eyes never wavered, not revealing the slightest hint of fear at his threat. Her hand slipped into her pocket and she pulled out a simple blue stone on a string. It was no bigger than her palm and gave off a soft glow. She turned it around in her hands as she spoke. "And what if I were to tell my crew to fire instead?"

He chuckled again, sensing her empty threat, knowing that he had the upper hand. "As I said before, ye have no way to speak with 'em here. And the moment ye step one foot outside this room with that chart, we will fire... And I will enjoy watching yer lousy crew go up in flames."

Tetra's eyes narrowed dangerously. "You insult my crew, Flint, you insult me. And you do not want me as your enemy… Last chance, Flint. Let me take the chart."

This time he leaned in. "Ye be in no position to be making threats, girl."

"Oh really?" Tetra raised the stone. She studied it in her palm, a smile forming on her lips and her eyes narrowing. She then fixed her deep blue irises on his one bloodshot eye. When she spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper, but it echoed clearly around the empty hull in a deadly command:

"Fire."

Flint furrowed his brow, not understanding her order for him to fire on her vessel. Then he realized with a start that though she was looking at him, her command was directed elsewhere; the stone. He tore his gaze from her as it slowly shifted towards the window, fixing upon Tetra's ship. He only had time to widen his eyes, before the entire back of the ship exploded.

Tetra watched as Flint was blown off his feet in the flurry of shattered windows and splintered wood showering through the air. For a moment, the deafening blast hung in the air, leaving her ears ringing. When it receded, shouts of panic could be heard above, but they were immediately drowned out as another blast shook the ship. Flint unsteadily made his way back onto his feet, but when he looked up, the young pirate captain and his sea chart were already gone.

Tetra tore down the lamp-lit hallway, the chart safely secured in her grip. Another blast hit and she lost her footing, falling into the side of the wall as the ship shook. She pushed herself up and watched as the door to the deck not too far in front of her was blown off its hinges, along with a majority of the wall. Though not yet on the outside of the ship, she could easily see the destruction and chaos ensuing on this unsuspecting ship.

Noticing her ascension, one of Flint's pirates charged at her, his sword raised, and she ran forward to meet him. At the last moment, she hit the floor, sliding past him as she tripped him off his feet. She came up, swiftly unsheathing her blade just in time to nail the hilt into the pirate behind the first one.

On her ship, Senza continued reloading and firing the cannons with the help of Gonzo and Niko. The others were preparing to raise the anchor and unfurl the sails should the command come. Senza set off another deafening boom, and the cannonball soared with blinding speed across the gap of water, smashing right into the mainmast of the opposing ship. The mast splintered, beginning to lean and pitch forward.

Tetra swung the blunt side of her blade into another man's ribs and watched him stumble to the ground. She sheathed her blade, turning to the next pirate that came to challenge her. Before he could even pull out his weapon, punched him in the face. She grabbed his head and bashed it into her knee, knocking him out flat. She ran past him, feeling great as she dodged around rolling cargo and debris.

Another explosion left a gaping hole in the hull, rattling the ship. A moment later, Flint appeared out of the destroyed hallway, his eye wide and angry. "What are ye doing, ye scalawags?! Fire!"

Tetra pulled her stone out of her pocket and shouted into it, "Go!" She looked over to her ship. She had some of her crew in position to leave. Her eyes darted around, but none of her pirates were making any move towards leaving. "Link, go!"

She stood there with her panic rising, holding her breath and waiting for the response from her vessel that she hoped would come, the stone and chart now clenched tightly in her hands. When nothing happened, she rushed over to the railing and leaned over as far as she dared. "Gonzo!" she screamed across the water. "Go!"

His eyes widened. As she watched, he pulled out a blue stone that was supposed to be in Link's possession and spoke into it. "Oh sorry, Miss. I couldn't feel or hear the stone. But aye, aye." She exhaled deeply, when she saw him repeating her orders. Immediately the sails were unfurled and the anchor began to rise.

A angry yell to her right snapped her out of her stupor, and she quickly reacted by picking up a destroyed section of railing by her foot and slamming it into the pirate. She pulled out her sword when she heard a loud clang behind her. She whirled around, her sword ready. But she stopped mid swing, her spine tingling and blood running cold when she saw how close Flint's blade had been to hitting her. It hung in the air just mere inches away from her face, a different blade having intersected his.

Tetra watched dumbfounded, as a split-second later, Link punched the pirate captain in the temple. Flint fell to the deck, and Link turned to Tetra, lowering his sword. His windblown, damp hair partly covered his feral, blue eyes shining with a fierce light. She could feel her face heating up, her emotions beginning to boil over at the sight of him here. But before she could say anything, Link sheathed his blade and said, "C'mon, we need to get back to the ship."

A boom stopped Tetra in her tracks, and she watched horrified as a hole was blown into the hull of her own ship. She froze, her mouth agape. "Tetra, let's go!" Link grabbed her arm and pulled her along. She quickly pushed her shock aside.

Smoke billowed from a cannon of her own ship as another was fired in their direction. They didn't look to see where it hit, nor did they need to. The sound of splitting wood could be heard behind them, the mainmast groaning as it fell. Tetra and Link dove out of the way, the mast landing where they had stood moments before. The top of it had landed on their own ship, creating a bridge between the two vessels. They pushed themselves up and leaped up onto it, running steadily across the gap and onto Tetra's ship. Gonzo stood at the wheel, steering them away. As they were pushed forward by the winds, the fallen mast that rested on the deck slipped off and splashed into the sea.

The crew cheered as they watched in high spirits as they sailed further away, the other ship receding into the distant with its mainmast floating in the water and its hull filled with gaping holes, debris littering its decks.

Their moment of victory was short-lived, however. As the gravity of all that had happened came back to Tetra, she whirled around. She stomped forward, her eyes glaring daggers at the one she held responsible for the hole in her own ship, though that wasn't the main cause of her anger. "What in Din's name were you doing?!" she screamed furiously at Link.

He was taken back. "What?"

She slapped him hard across the face. "I had it all under control!" she yelled, and she shoved him back.

"I went over there so you wouldn't get yourself killed!" he yelled back, defensively.

"If you had stayed on the ship like I told you to," she said, poking him harshly in the chest. "Then my order for you to leave would have gotten out before they could have had time to fire at us. And I wouldn't have that hole in my ship!"

"Did you see what you did to their ship? You can't complain about one little hole in yours."

"That's not what this is about!" she screamed.

"Then what is this about?!" He threw his arms up angrily. "For the love of Nayru, what is any of this about?!"

A piercing silence followed. Link and Tetra stood inches apart, glaring profusely into the others eyes and refusing to be the one to look away first. The rest of the crew stood around, feeling very awkward and making worried eye contact with each other, not daring to make any movement and waiting to see which of the two in the center of it all would explode first.

"Gonzo," Tetra suddenly shouted. He stumbled in surprise and proceeded to approach her, his eyes wide and hoping that she wouldn't chew him out next for not having heard the stone in the first place. "Take this sea chart and make for the waters of the Ghost Ship." She didn't once break eye contact with Link.

"Oh, uh," Gonzo said, stumbling over his words. He then cleared his throat. "Aye, aye, Miss." He took it away. She finally broke her icy gaze from Link's eyes and yelled, "Everyone, get back to work!" They did so immediately without a single mutter.

Then with one last sneer at him, Tetra turned away from Link and stomped away. She opened the doors to her quarters and slammed them shut behind her.

Link still stood in the same position, having yet to move or to avert his glare from the spot it had been fixed upon, the side of his face still stinging from when she slapped him. The sun soon began its descent and around him the crew continued working. Niko mopped the deck around Link, but made no attempt to speak to him. As Link's anger began to drain away, his hands slowly unclenched, and his face softened. He felt his limbs tremble as they released the tension that was held so tightly within them. Dinner came and went, but the hero had yet to move from where he stood. When the sun finally sunk beneath the horizon and the rest of the crew descended the stairs to their cabins, Link still hadn't moved, a vacant expression upon his features and his eyes unmoving from the same spot.

It wasn't until the moon revealed its first light that fluttered through the clouds that Link finally did move. He dropped to his knees and sat back on his calves. Out of his pocket he pulled a thin white baton that glittered in the light of the moon; the Wind Waker. He closed his eyes and rose the baton. Instantly, a breeze whirled to life around him, waiting for a command. He waved the baton gently, listening to the wind whistle smoothly in response. He waved it a different way, a new note flowing from the wind's breath as a result. He continued doing so, his arm moving in free, elegant motions as the air around him swirled similarly, singing a soft tune. The faintest hints of a smile formed on his lips as the music calmed him and the cool breeze chilled his burning skin.

He put his arm down, but the song continued. It was one he knew well; one that the King of Red Lions had taught him on their voyage. He was told that the song was a sacred melody of the ancient Royal Family of the old Hyrule.

The memory played through his head as the song enveloped him:

"Why do I need to learn this song?" twelve-year-old Link asked curiously. They were in the middle of the ocean. It was a warm night and the boy stubbornly wouldn't go to sleep as they slowly drifted, even though he was told over and over that he would need his strength for the following day.

The King of Red Lions – the red boat the young boy was sitting in – remained looking forward as he spoke. "You don't, but it is a sacred melody; one that was precious to Princess Zelda's family."

"Hmm," the boy mused, studying the white baton in his hands. "… I don't understand, though. How do these songs work magic anyway?"

"Music has power, Link," the boat answered. "If you listen to even the simplest songs, they may not be able to change the winds or warp you across the world, but there is magic in all of them."

"But what's the magic in the song you just taught me?" Link asked.

The King of Red Lions smiled. "It soothes the heart. It drains your worries and brings feelings of comfort. Among the Royal Family, it was used as a sign to their allies that friends and help had come. It was even used as a lullaby for the princess of Hyrule when she was young… On your journey, Link, this song won't be able to solve the riddles like the others can. But at times it will be much more important and precious. It will pick you up when you feel like giving in. It will revive your courage when you feel the burden of the world crushing you. And it will heal your heart when it's breaking… Keep this melody close to you, Link."

Link sat in silence for a few moments, listening to the song play through his mind. Then he looked up again, blue eyes shining. "What was the song called?"

"Zelda's Lullaby."

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this chapter. And I hope you enjoyed reading it! Please drop me a review and let me know what you think! Before I go, I've got a joke for you from the Jugglers from Majora's Mask (I seriously get a kick out of this every time):

Juggler 1: My, my! Funny things are happening in town, aren't they? Funny. Funny.

Juggler 2: You're telling me! Like the rumors about the swamp to the south? Did you hear about the kidnapping?

Juggler 1: Oh, my! The kidnapping?

Juggler 2: Yep! But then the kid woke up. Get it? Kid napping? Hooo... I got a million of 'em!