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Of Sword Fights And Cupcakes

Chapter Three

*Francois POV*

That morning when I boarded the ship and easily wiped out the pirate crew what I expected was to find treasure, a good amount of decent wine and a couple of prisoners that I could make part of my crew.

The first two I found with ease and ordered my men to move their asses and went below deck where the cells were and my way down the row of cells, slowly and intimidatingly. Wanting them to know I'm not to be trifled with.

Or at least they would have been, if they all hadn't been empty.

"What the hell is this?!" I sighed aggravatedly. "Well this was a waste of time. Oh well."

Turning on my heel I made my way back up the row of cells when a sudden high pitched scream and frantic rattling of chains came from the cell on the row.

Quickly making my way back to it I was greeted with a boy who looked a little over sixteen. His hair was a strawberry pink and his Cerulean blue eyes, which were currently wide with panic, were swirled with a tint pink.

His skin was dirty and extremely pale...almost like he hadn't seen the sun in a while. And mon dieu...when was the last time he had eaten? He was so scrawny...in fact why was I still standing here?

I felt something stir inside of me as I watched the poor lad danced around, trying not to get the rat out of his clothes and avoid tripping himself on the chains.

"Ah hell...why am I doing this?" I mumbled to myself. Then I spoke up. "Stand still...you're more likely to get bit dancing around like that..."

He did as I said and sure enough like I thought a minute later the furry thing found its way out of his pant leg.

He looked up at me, his blue eyes a mixture of relief and fear as he gulped. "U-uh um…thank you...good sir...lovely day isn't it?"

I was silent for a good five minutes, debating with myself whether I should just walk away and leave the scrawny brat behind..but I couldn't. For some God forsaken reason I could not turn my back on him. So finally I sighed and asked. "Who are you?"

He looked surprised for a moment and then he gulped again and said quickly "A-ah...no one sir...just a prisoner nothing more..."

For some reason he bowed and right then my mind was made up. I grabbed the keys to the cell door and opened it. Kneeling down in front of him and carefully unlocked the chains on his wrists and ankles, which had been rubbed raw and bloody. I took off my captains coat draped it on his his shoulders.

He gave me a look of surprise. "S-sir...you're the captain...I shouldn't be the one wearing this coat..."

I got up and took his hand and started leading him to the exit.

"Close your eyes when we step out. Otherwise you'll be blind as a bat from the light."

My men looked at me confuzzled as they saw me with the boy while loading the last bit of treasure onto my ship.

"What are you all looking at?!" I barked at them. "Hurry up! And then on of you get your ass in the kitchen and start cooking something to eat."

I looked at him and in a gentler voice asked "What would you like to eat? One of my men used to be a baker. One of the best."

He seemed to give it. "Um...w-would cupcakes a-and tea b-be a-alright?" His faced became panicked. "I-it doesn't have t-to be f-fancy….b-bagged tea w-would be alright..."

The poor thing was trembling. "Oui." I turned back to my crew. "You heard the lad! Get to it!"

"Aye!"

"And make sure you use the tea leaves we got a while back from that English ship a couple days ago!"

With that I led him to my cabin and closed the door after us.