An explosion echoed through the interior of the S.S. [Redacted] startling the only half awake crew that sat in the kitchen. Or like the half of the Crew that was present in the kitchen.
“Gods damn it, not again.” Ma cursed. “Okay, who was it this time?”
“The captain?” N/A suggested.
“Oh, whoops my bad. Why are you sitting on the floor?”
“The question is, why aren’t you sitting on the floor?” Ry asked in return. “Besides I wouldn’t blow up my own ship.”
“To be fair. You set fire to your own ship before.” Elly pointed out.
“Well okay, so not the captain. Maybe Nat?” Ginger suggested.
“Busy actually piloting the ship.” Elly shrugged.
“Maybe Wee?” N/A suggested, followed by insect noises coming from under the table. “Never mind.”
“Huh… who’s left?” Elly asked.
“What about me?” Cain’s head popped through the door.
“Did you start the explosion?” Ma asked, but Cain shook her head.
“Nope, just wanted to check that out actually. Maybe it was Wheat?”
“Their room is on the other side of the ship tho…” Yre said.
Jonnie closely, followed by Nat, crashed through the door.
“GUYS, WE’RE UNDER ATTACK WHY IS NO ONE DOING ANYTHING???” they yelled simultaneously.
The Rest of the Crew members stared at them with a mix of surprise and shook.
“What? You mean it wasn’t one of us?” N/A asked.
“Ah well, shit time to get ready then. Where’s my hat?” Ry said, getting up from the floor.
“Uh-oh. Captain’s getting serious.” Yre said as Ma took the hat from Elly’s head to place it on Rys.
“Move everyone! We have a reputation to lose!” Ry said, pushing the hat out of their face after it had slipped over their eyes
“AYE, AYE CAPT’N RY!” came the unison response as the Crew scrambled to get ready for the take down. No one fucked with the Crew of the S.S. [Redacted] without regretting it after all.
