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fandomhigh2019-12-18 12:17 am
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So You Want to Be a Pirate!, Wednesday, period two
Duke was looking slightly less like a crazy person this week — but since his gremlin bite persona last week hadn't been quite as out of character as he might like to think, it was really only very slightly. He had a pirate hat on, and Polly Lobster (Duke would swear the porg itself had insisted on keeping the name) on his shoulder, and a piratey cutlass at his side.
"Welcome to the last pirate class!" he said, once the students had gathered. "You've all survived! Congratulations! I was thinking we could finish things off with a nice pirate party —"
His hat went flying backwards off his head and stuck onto the mast behind him, a short, rough-hewn arrow piercing right through it.
"— Or maybe we'll get attacked by enemy pirates." Duke turned to look at the enormous, palm-tree laden boats appearing out of the mist off their port bow. "Sure. That works."
A trio of little round creatures loomed at the prow of the enemy boat.
"Please tell me those aren't porg pirates." Duke squinted at them. "Ah. Nope. Coconut pirates. It's all good, Polly." Polly burbled and shifted to try to hide behind his hair as another volley of arrows rent the air.
"Well?" Duke asked his students. "What are you waiting for? Attack!"
"Welcome to the last pirate class!" he said, once the students had gathered. "You've all survived! Congratulations! I was thinking we could finish things off with a nice pirate party —"
His hat went flying backwards off his head and stuck onto the mast behind him, a short, rough-hewn arrow piercing right through it.
"— Or maybe we'll get attacked by enemy pirates." Duke turned to look at the enormous, palm-tree laden boats appearing out of the mist off their port bow. "Sure. That works."
A trio of little round creatures loomed at the prow of the enemy boat.
"Please tell me those aren't porg pirates." Duke squinted at them. "Ah. Nope. Coconut pirates. It's all good, Polly." Polly burbled and shifted to try to hide behind his hair as another volley of arrows rent the air.
"Well?" Duke asked his students. "What are you waiting for? Attack!"

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