A/N: Because I wanted to write something, but still can't find the right idea for the Random Pairing Project, I decided to continue with this one.

This time it's Dolce, don't know if you guys already were expecting that but oh well.

"The EZI Pyjamas"

Part 4

The EZI Pyjamas had decided to try out the big ocean. Maybe they'd wash onto some shore, or some kind of ship would fish them out of the see. They were ready for another adventure, ready for a new nightmare.

After a week of floating in the salty water, which damaged the fabric severely, a big wooden ship sailed past.

"I SEE SOMETHING IN THE WATER!" One of the crew members yelled. "IT LOOKS LIKE A PIECE OF CLOTH!" More crew members walked over to the side of the boat and looked at the piece of cloth silently drifting by their big ship.

"Shall we fish it out?" One asked the others. "Why not, maybe the captain will like it? Maybe it's even valuable!" This made the crew excited. Their captain was always in for something valuable, so there was no harm fishing this thing out of the sea.

One of the crew members got a long pole and after a few tries, he was able to get a hold of the now entirely white pyjamas.

The crew gathered around, curious for what the mysterious cloth was. The man who fished it out of the water wringed the excess water out of the cloth and unfolded it. Disappointed noises were made once was clear it was nothing more but an ordinary pyjama.

"What is all this noise about? Why aren't you all at your posts?" Every single crew member jolted in surprise and rushed back to their posts, acting as if nothing had happened. Their captain may be a woman, but she could be even scarier than hell itself.

"What is that dirty thing you are holding?" Their captain barged over to the man who was still holding the pyjamas. He had stiffened from fright, and had been too slow to realize he would have been better off if he had just rushed to some part of the ship.

"Don't tell me you guys have been fishing weird things out of the ocean again? We have no place for that crap! If we kept all the things you guys fished out of the ocean, we'd be lying on the bottom of the ocean ourselves already!" She snatched the pyjamas out of the guys hand and inspected them thoroughly.

"Well? Why did you decide to fish this dirty piece of crap out of the water?" She glared at the guy with her one eye. "W-well... uuuh…" The guy staggered, unable to come up with anything that she would believe and would spare his life at the same time.

"That's it! I recognise you, you've done this kind of things before, I thought I had warned you not to do this again. That's gonna be the plank for you matey!" She laughed out loud, and all the others laughed along with her, afraid that they were the next to walk the plank.

The guy fell on his knees. "No please ma'am! Not the plank!" He begged, but the captain didn't change her mind and started poking him towards the plank.

"Now hold on a minute Dolce." An elderly man made his way through the excited crowd. "Let me see that for a moment dear."

Everyone went silent. This was old Jack, the wisest and oldest pirate from the ship, even captain Dolce barely raised her voice against him. He knew a lot, but you'd never know if he was making things up, or was telling the truth.

Dolce handed him the pyjamas and he inspected them with a keen eye. He mumbled things to himself and nodded now and then. "Right right, I see."

"Well? What is it old man?" Dolce demanded. She was getting impatient, she wanted to get this over with, there was a ton of things to do, she had to decipher their newest treasure map.

"This, my dear captain, is the legendary EZI Pyjamas." He said when he handed it back to Dolce.

"What does that mean? Is it worth a lot?" She looked at the pyjamas, they didn't really look like anything special to her, just an ordinary pair of old ugly pyjamas.

"Oh certainly! But not only that, it is said that the person who wears these for one night, and is able to withstand the possible nightmares it will bring, will gain the riches of rich." The crew marvelled at his words, he really did know everything.

"In other words, if you wear this for a night, you'll find the biggest treasure there is in life." He made a dramatic gesture with his arms, trying to express how much he actually meant.

Dolce looked at him as if he had gone crazy, but didn't throw the pyjamas back into the sea. She allowed the guy to come back aboard, and disappeared together with the pyjamas, and her first and second lieutenant, back into the body of the ship.

"You go wash these so they're nice and fresh, I want to wear them tonight." She commanded her second lieutenant. He saluted her, accepted the pyjamas and rushed off to the laundry room.

Dolce continued down the ship together with her first lieutenant. "If I don't gain any kind of riches after I sleep in that damned thing, I will strangle that old crazy man with my own bare hand." She ranted to herself.

"Uuhm but captain…" Her first lieutenant interrupted her thoughts. "You only have one hand…" She shot a glare at him and he shut up immediately, it had been a mistake to make such a clever comment at a time like this.

Old Jack had secretly followed her, knowing fully well that he had made up the treasure part, he was only trying to save that newbie's butt. But he now greatly regretted doing this. He, too, knew that Dolce would have no mercy if promises were broken, if things had been said that weren't true, especially if it was about treasures.

That night Dolce put on the weird pyjamas, they were faded, stretched in strange places, and the label inside itched, but if it was for treasure she'd already even cut of her own hand, and sacrificed an eye, so this was nothing.

At the same time, old Jack was making his escape, he had tied a paddle to a barrel and lowered them into the sea. After that he jumped after it and silently paddled his way away from Pirate ship Dolce. Saying goodbye to his pirate life and deciding to go live ashore, acting like some senile old man.

Dolce had plopped herself onto her bed, and was already dead asleep.

She suddenly awoke from a sudden movement from the ship. She rolled out of her bed and almost hit her head against the table. The ship was shaking, and she could hear her crew making a whole lot of noise.

She grabbed her hook, eye patch and hat and rushed out of her room, to the deck. What she discovered there was not something she'd expect to ever have seen in her life. She had heard from its existence, but she had never dared to hope to see it with her own one eye.

"Captain!" The crewmen called out when they saw her. Apparently they were relieved to see their captain, hoping she'd know what to do. "Captain! What are your orders?"

She ignored them and walked to the side of the ship, she wanted a better look on this marvellous creature that was currently just poking her precious ship.

"The Kraken…" She mumbled, gazing at the gigantic octopus. Its head was currently above water, and its eyes were curiously looking at her ship. One of its tentacles was feeling up the ship. Its suctions cups were as big as a bed, and the ones left unseen were probably even bigger.

"By the sunken city of Atlantis. Never in my life I expected to stand eye to eye with you." She mumbled to herself. She had the sudden urge to touch and slowly reached out to the squirming slimy tentacle.

Her fingers slightly brushed between two of the suction cups. Its texture was like nothing she had ever felt before. Slimy, but pleasant. Her fingers went a little numb, but that didn't stop her from touching.

"Dolce! Stop that!" Old Jack called out to her, but she ignored him. He'd probably say something senseless again, like that the slime would numb her or something, as if that was even possible.

She placed her entire hand against the tentacle. A tingling feeling eloped herself on her palm, slowly spreading through the rest of her hand, continuing over her arm.

Suddenly she was pulled away from the pleasant feeling and fell with her back against the wooden deck. She crawled back up again in confusion. Where did the tentacle go, and why was the horizon tilted like that.

She slapped herself in the face, transferring slime from her hand to her face unknowingly. Her cheek started to feel numb, but she didn't even notice. Her brain was occupied with a buzzing noise in her ears. She looked around, and noticed her crew running around in panic.

What was happening? Why couldn't she understand what was going on? Where did the Kraken go all of a sudden. And why was the horizon like that?

All her questions were answered once 8 tentacles started coming up over the sides of the ship, crushing the wood effortlessly, and swiftly grabbing any men running past at the wrong moment.

The Kraken was attacking.

Dolce could do nothing but stare, half of her body was numb now. Around her members of her crew were grabbed and mercilessly dragged to the depths of the ocean to meet their deaths there.

Old Jack started shaking her back and forth, trying to make her snap out of it. "Dolce! Dolce get out of it!" He glazy eyes met his panicked ones.

"Dolce we have to get out of here!" He yelled at her. She just smiled. "A true captain never abandonees her ship. You of all people should know that Jack." Jack let go of her an backed off. Even if she was Dolce, Dolce would never sacrifice her life for her ship. She loved the ship, yes, but she could just steal another one, and she could always find new treasure maps, and new treasure, after all, that was what she lived for.

What had been in that slime that had made her like this? This was something also Dolce was asking herself. Something in her knew that she had to run, but somehow she didn't want to, wasn't able to.

The Kraken had captivated her, and she wanted to know more. She wanted to feel more. The Krakens body felt so soft, and she found herself wondering how one of the suction cups would feel. She found herself wondering how it would feel to be held by one of its tentacles.

She found herself wondering how it was to be eaten by the Kraken.

In just minutes the entire ship had been cleared from men. Only Dolce was left. One of the tentacles approached her slowly, touching her face with the point. Dolce closed her eyes, a numb feeling spread itself from out the place she was touched.

Slowly the tentacle curled itself around her, its suctions cups felt strange, but not unpleasant. They left big red suction marks and made her feel numb all over.

When she opened her eyes again she was hanging in the air, far above her ship which was now being crushed by the other 7 tentacles. Completely destroyed and devoured.

She didn't know why the Kraken was treating her like this. Had it noticed her feelings? Or was it just saving best for last? Was it going to let her live, or drag her body down to the depths of the oceans to save her for a later time?

Once her ship was completely gone, she found her answer. And also her senses.

The Kraken came above the water surface, looking straight at her for a moment. Then it spread out it's tentacles all over the water, and opened it's beak. That was the moment when Dolce snapped out of it. She was just seconds away from being completely devoured. Just seconds away from being erased from the earths surface.

She had become a shack for the Kraken, and would soon be bitten in half and lying in its stomach between the rest of her crew and parts of her beloved ship. And god knows what else was in there.

She woke up, completely snapped out of it, and realized what was happening. She didn't want this, she didn't give a damn about her ship, or her crew, all she wanted was to live. But now it was too late. Something had numbed her from realizing this, and now it was too late.

She started to struggle, hoping the Kraken would let her go and she'd fall into the sea next to the Kraken, and maybe, just maybe she's be fast enough to swim away.

But she already knew it wouldn't work, she already knew it was too late, and nothing could save her from this horrifying death. Maybe this was to pay for all of her sins, maybe this was happening because she had killed so many people, stole from so many poor, cared about so few of her crew.

Maybe this was for the best.

The Kraken suddenly let her go. With wide eyes she stared at the big open beak, coming closer and closer.

Then everything was black. And nothing hurt except from her head. Slowly she came to her senses. She heard noises outside, voices, male voices. They were singing. They were happily singing, songs about women and rum.

Dolce opened her eye. She was in a familiar place, her own room, on her own ship, on the floor, next to her own bed. She jumped up. Had it all been a dream?

Then she remembered what old Jack had said. "…and is able to withstand the possible nightmares it will bring…" So… this had been the nightmare?

She sighed in relief and sat down on her bed. Just a stupid nightmare, nothing else. Then she jumped up again, laughing out loud. "Now I will get life's greatest treasure!"

She ripped off the pyjamas and threw them on the floor. "I don't need this ugly thing anymore!" She was sweating all over, and on her stomach was a big red circle, as if someone had given her a huge hickey.

For a moment she stared at the red mark, turning completely pale. Had it really been just a dream? She quickly shook the thought off and threw on her regular clothes.

She barged out to the deck and called out for old Jack. But he never appeared, he had made his escape, and she would never see him again. Then she realized he had once again made up a story, and she would never get life's biggest treasure. All she got from wearing the pyjamas had been a horrifying nightmare.

A nightmare so real it felt like it had actually happened. A nightmare she would not forget for the rest of her life.

She pointed at one of the crew members. "You!" He stared at her in fright. Was she going to make him walk the plank?

"Throw this back into the sea, I never want to see it again." She threw him the now shredded pyjamas and he quickly did as he was told.

Dolce was still bathing in cold sweat, even the pleasant sea breeze couldn't calm her nerves. She stomped to the front of the ship and started her maniac laugh again. In a few seconds the entire crew was laughing along with her, not knowing why their captain was in such a good mood.

But they would never know that Dolce was feeling insecure, afraid. They couldn't know, what would they think of a captain who felt afraid of something such as a dream.

The EZI Pyjamas slowly drifted away from Pirate Ship Dolce. Leaving the pirates and their misplace laughter, and ready for a new adventure. Even though they had been shredded, they were still one piece, still full of power, and still hoping to find another victim.

A/N: Lol pretty long for my doing. So, how did you like it? Reminded of some kind of movie? I hope not, and if you are now, I hope it didn't really resemble it too much.

There will be a next chapter, but it probably won't be that long, and I expect it to be the last. After that I will start with a new EZI item. The one which got the most votes at my poll.