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Chapter 13: Pirate Scorn

"You had to ask it, didn't ya?!" shouted an irritated Sniper, "You had to ask him what army, didn't ya?!"

"Yes, Big Tooth, I did!" shouted a crazy bomber, "I had to! It was my duty!"

"Hey ladies. Could you please stop arguing over the last pair of shoes and help us out of these cuffs?!"

To say Fiona Fox was pissed was like saying a desert was hot. Team Hooligans were all sitting in a jail cell, all wearing heavy cuffs around their wrists, forced behind their backs. The four of them were each wearing Nullification Collars, cutting off any extraordinary abilities they had.

"Sorry, Bossy Foxy." said an apologetic Bean, "But how do we get out of here?"

"Hey!" Fang shouted, "Are you three forgetting that you are working with the world's greatest escape artist?" Fang asked with a high level of smugness.

"Your real name is Houdini?!" Bean cried, incredibly surprised by this revelation.

"...No Bean, it isn't."

"But...he's the world's best escape artist." Fang had hit his head against the wall. How was it Bean new that one piece of information out of every other fact in the world was a vast mystery to Fang. Bark just sighed, completely used to this behavior.

"Well, Nack-"

"FANG!"

"-how exactly are you the 'world's greatest escape artist'?" questioned Fiona skeptically see. Fang just chuckled, spreading his arms as the cuffs fell off his wrists. "What the-"

"Awesome! Do it again! Again!" cheered Bean, not sure as to how or why the cuffs had come off.

"Gladly." Fang chuckled, moving his pointed tail towards Bean's handcuffs and after a second or two, the cuffs had fallen off as if they weren't even on.

"Cool!" cried Bean as he clapped with his now free hands. Fiona had a look that proved to be a mix of amusement and annoyance.

"The collar may shut off Bark's strength and Bomb's...odd ability to summon bombs out of nowhere, but using my tail as a lock pick." boasted the weasel as he then proceeded to get the cuffs, and later, the collars off of the Hooligans. "See? Greatest escape artist...ever."

"Houdini could have gotten us out of that in half the time." Bean commented.

"Shut up!" snapped Fang.

"Uh, guys." Fiona said, catching their attention, "Can I remind you guys we're still in this jail cell? How exactly do we get out?" She pointed towards the locked cell door, "Not to mention were on a ship filled with armed pirates." Fang just chuckled, as did Bean. Bark cracked his knuckles as he grinned maliciously.

There was going to be hell.

In a large, silver colored room, decorated with various treasures across the walls, we see Dust the Vulture sitting at a desk with the box of his old captain, Captain Pork. The chest was a rusty color with a golden lock. The vulture had constantly tried to open the accursed box, but to no avail.

"Damn you, Pork! You Idiotic, Duck-Billed Whale Fart!" swore the vulture, as he pounded his feathery fist across the table, "Why can't I open this good for nothing chest?!" shouted the captain. Before he could continue his rant, an explosion echoed across the ship as it rocked the vulture nearly out of his chair, "The bloody hell was that?!"

"Captain Dust! Captain Dust!" cried a sheep as he ran into the room. Dust scowled, clearly not in the mood to hear whatever it was that he had to tell him, "The prisoners! They've escaped from the brig!"

"Well what the hell are you doing in here?! Stop them!" Dust pulled out a Glock 19, tossing it at the sheep-boy, "Not gut them you Sheep Brained, Knuckle-Dragging Waste of Skin!"

"...Sir, I am a-" Dust pulled out a 44 Magnum Revolver and placed the gun on the table, glaring at his subordinate. "I'll be going now."

"Aye, you do that."

"Weehee!" Bean was having a blast. Literally. He tossed bombs left and right as he hurried his way through the crowd of pirates. He seemed pretty quick as he avoided various shots and attacks from pirates, but from the corner of his eye, he could see a pirate aiming at Bean with an RPG...Rocket Propelled Grenade Launcher.

"Don't think so, bub." Bean chuckled darkly as he snapped his fingers. The grenade that would have been fired instantly exploded around the armed pirate, taking him out as well as a few who were close by him. Bean went back to chuckling madly. "This! Is! Awesome!"

Bark also seemed to have been enjoying himself, or at the least, wasn't having too much difficulty in his crusade. He ran over pirates like a steam roller, knocking over just about everybody in his path with his incredibly hard punches and powerful tackles. Eventually, he came across a very large, sickeningly buff Rat Mobian who pounded his pecks like an ape.

"Come at me, bro!" Bark rolled his eyes at the Rat's confidence as he pulled back a punch. The Rat prepared a punch of his own. When the two punches collided, a shock wave came off of the two fists as a few pirates were knocked away by the sheer force. After a second, the rat had fallen onto his knees, screaming and crying at the top of his lungs. Bark scoffed at that. That wasn't even his hardest punch.

Fang was smiling like a mad man as he tucked and rolled across the area, shooting pirates with their own guns that he had 'borrowed'. He was now holding an old school Colt Revolver as he fired bullet after well-aimed bullet into the skulls and hearts of Pirates. He was enjoying the old gun until, of course, he ran out of bullets.

"Ah, nertz." Fang groaned as pirates surrounded him. Fang twirled the gun in his finger as he grabbed the barrel and popped people across the face and back of the neck with the gun. One came at him with a knife as he swiftly tripped him with his tail before kicking him in the face. Fang turned around just in time to see one try to attack him as he was knocked to the ground by a reddish blur.

Fiona appeared to be mimicking moves from a kung-fu movie, the fox delivering various kicks, punches, and chops to pirates and quickly knocking them onto the floor without any remorse. She even grabbed one of the pirates by his wrist and tossing him over her shoulder into another pirate. The fox panted as she looked around, seeing just about everyone around her knocked onto the floor. She smirked as she dusted her hands with satisfaction.

"Huh. I guess this was too easy." Fiona chuckled.

"They were just cannon fodder." shrugged Fang, picking up a Glock 19 from a sheep pirate before pocketing it.

"Yeah! Lets get Dust!" Bean chuckled, "Where is he anyway?" he asked curious, "Did we beat him with the rest of his crew?"

"Guess again ya Mumbling, Snot Covered Maggot!" swore the vulture as he walked into the corridor.