Chapter VI: Spotting the Whale
A very lucky thing had happened. The Chud King had managed to pull through his illness. He felt strong and healthy once again. Afterwards, everyone decided the coffin should now serve as a life buoy. If the ship went under, one lucky man would get on it to survive. Meanwhile, once they reached the Pacific Ocean, Captain Sanchez had Mr. Meeseeks forge him a new harpoon. He would then use it to slay Moby-Dick. The quest was getting mad. They were running low on food and supplies. At one moment, Star-Wong attempted to take manners in her own hands and to shoot Captain Sanchez with a flint-lock pistol so she could take over as Captain and get everyone else to safety. She had him in her range, but she just couldn't do it. It was against her morality. Then one day, the White Whale showed itself.
Everyone: THAR SHE BLOWS!
Ishmael Morty: It's the White Whale!
Chud King: It's Moby-Dick!
Jerry: It's the whale, as white as a ghost.
Captain Sanchez couldn't decide who spotted the whale first. So he announced a new plan.
Captain Sanchez: Whoever Kills The White Whale Shall Have The Ounce!
Just then, the Chud King threw a harpoon into Moby-Dick, and he pulled the ship, steering it with his massive strength. That's when the chase began. The Pequod was driven through a heavy storm. Rain poured down and down. The sperm oil was spread all over the ship. This was bad. A lightning bolt struck the ship. The center mast had caught fire. Luckily, the heavy rain had kept the fire at bay, but the storm was rough. Survival had seemed unlikely. Just then, the central mast, along with Captain Sanchez's harpoon began to glow a shiny green.