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Chapter 2 is in the main thread, until Chapter 3 is made. Heres Chap. 1
Chapter 1
Beer beer and, more beer.
As Roger Swordshot (Known as Roger) and his drunken friend Stealthy Cannoneer (known as Stealthy) were walking in Tortuga (well, Roger was walking, Stealthy was spinning around) something made Stealthy stop in his tracks.
“I..... I smell BEER.” Stealthy said as if hypnotized.
“MORE beer? My god, how drunk can you get before you pass out?!?” Roger exclaimed in despair.
“I must has beer.” And Stealthy walked toward the port, oblivious to the British soldiers unloading a ship with beer.
“Demoted to unloading, all because YOU let them pirates get the Black Pearl.” One guard said in disgust.
“Me? Perhaps your forgetting about how YOU started the argument in the first place!” The other exclaimed. And they continued fighting, not even noticing Stealthy and Roger walk on to the ship.
Who knew those clowns would be the ones “guarding” the beer ship. Roger thought silently to himself as he dragged Stealthy behind an empty box. Roger would have preferred to take all the guards out, but the ship might sink in the struggle, and Stealthy wouldn’t let him hear the end of THAT. Maybe this will be easy. Now, most of you have read at least a couple of books and know that saying anything like that is just asking for trouble. Which is exactly why at that moment, an unloader turned around abruptly, as if to say “I sense something to make harder.”
“Hey! Get off this ship pirates!” The guard yelled, drawing a musket.
Why do they say that, and then block the entrance so we CAN’T get out? Roger thought annoyed as he drew his favorite sword, Thunderspine.
“You prates will pay for mocking us! Charge!” The leader yelled, and the British charged.
When did we mock them? Roger thought, and pointed his sword at the charging army. The sword charged with electric energy, and fired a bolt of lightning at the army. It blasted them off their feet, and out the door.
“Easy. Wait.... where’s Stealthy?” Roger looked around the ship, and eventually found Stealthy pushing a pile of four crates of beers.
“Must.... *huff* have...... *huff* beer.......”
“Your obsessed, you know that?”
“Must.....-”
“Yeah yeah, tell you what, I’ll help you push the beer if we go to the bar and give some to them.”
“If by give, you mean sell, then sure.” Stealthy said.
“Oh, NOW the beer wears off!” Roger exclaimed angrily. Stealthy had been drunk so many times that hangovers had no effect on him.
"What beer?” Stealthy asked, bewildered.
“Oh my-” Roger didn’t finish the sentence, he just tried to strangle the air, which is going to get you nowhere. After Roger’s little fit, they went to go deliver the beer.
NOTE: Chapter 2 is relatively long, cause I just had a spark of inspiration. Oh well.
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