Eight years later…

I was hanging at my house, reading the Stormalong Times, when my 7-year-old daughter, Jacky walked in. Jacky is her name because she looks and acts like me, hence the "Jack" in her name and since she's a girl, her name ends the same way as her mom's. "Daddy, Mommy said when you were my age, you went on adventures. Is that true?" she asked. "Yeah… would you like to hear some of the stories?" I asked. "Yes, if you aren't to busy." Jacky said. "Well, sit on my lap Jacky, and let the adventure stories roll. Have I ever told you the story about the time I got the Foot Burn?" I asked. "No, Daddy." Jacky said.

"Well Captain K'nuckles and I were sitting around Stormalong, when this barrel full of candy rolled in front of us out of nowhere. When we ran to it, our shoes popped off. We ate all the candy in the barrel and fell asleep. As we slept, the sun burned our feet and we were diagnosed with the Foot Burn. We boarded a trolley and I found some Whale Kisses medicated foot crème and cured my Foot Burn." I said.

I told Jacky all my tales of adventures until Sally burst through the door. "Flapjack, 8-armed Willy has been spotted near our home. It's time to don on your gold bladed sword and take Willy out." Sally said. "Can I come?" Jacky asked. "I think it will be good for her if she's gonna follow our footsteps." I said. We boarded the Bubby II, ready to take on our enemy.

When we found 8-armed Willy, he was terrorizing another ship. "Willy, stop terrorizing that crew. Face your doom at the hands of the Flapjack family." I said, unsheathing my sword. Sally whipped out a dagger from her vest and Jacky whipped out a bejeweled dagger from her sock. "Where did you get that, Jacky?" I asked. "I made it for arts and crafts at school last week." Jacky said.

We attacked Willy with all or might. I slashed one of his arms, Sally cut off another and Jacky threw her dagger. It created a deep gash in Willy's head and bounced back into Jacky's hand. I whistled. "That must be from my side of the family." I said.

Suddenly, one of Willy's arms shot out and grabbed Sally. "Let her go!" I demanded. "No, she deserves to die." Willy said. "No, wait… take me instead." I said. "Flapjack, no, I can't stand the thought of your death." Sally said. Jacky hugged me. "Please Daddy, don't leave me. I love you." She said, tears forming in her eyes. I knelt down. "I love you too, sweetie. Your one of the bravest girls I know and I'm proud to be your dad. Here, I want you to have this." I said, giving Jackie my lucky green bandana.

I looked at Willy. "Give me back my wife." I said. Willy put Sally down. "Good-bye, Sally. I love you. I'll be back, I swear." I said. Then I plunged into Willy's mouth.

Epilogue:

I woke up on an island in the middle of the Caribbean. "Were the Davy Jones's Locker am I?" I said. "That's exactly were you are my boy." A familiar voice said. I turned and saw my old friend K'nuckles. "Welcome to Davy Jones's Locker, Flapjack."