Just Smeeing around || Smee & Ariel
“Why yes, of course it is lassy! Though, I don’t recall ever having wine before…But rum is the best!” Smee laughed, spilling a little bit of rum from the bottle as he held it out to Ariel.
Ariel eyed the bottle warily before finally taking it from Smee. One sip wouldn’t hurt, and she would be able to tell right away if she liked it or not. She took a quick sip before she could change her mind and nearly dropped the bottle as she delved into a coughing fit.
Smee laughed a bit, as he had seen people cough from drinking rum before. He then immediately felt bad and began to pat Ariel’s back, “Me dearest apologies, lassy, I have been drinking rum for so long, I forget that it may be a wee bit strong to others!” He then pulls out a canteen of water and hands it to Ariel. “Aye, is it safe to say that rum isn’t for you, lassy?”
“Definitely not,” Ariel responded hoarsely. She took the water canteen from Smee, taking a few big gulps to rinse the horrible taste out of her mouth. She didn’t think she would ever understand the appeal of alcohol.
Smee felt bad that Ariel disliked the rum so much. “Aye, me apologies, lassy, but us pirates don’t exactly get to dine as well as others.” Immediately after that sentence, Smee’s stomach growls and groans, and he puts his hand on his plump belly.
Right on cue, Carlotta reappeared on the beach, brining a picnic basket with her. ”Sorry it took so long; Louis couldn’t make up his mind what to give you,” she explained as she set the basket between the two.
“Thank you, Carlotta!” Ariel said with a smile.
Smee smiled, clapped, and danced. He wasn't sure if he was so excited for food, or just to have a picnic with this new person he had met. "Oh goody! Say, what did the lady bring for lunch, lassy!?" Smee plops down on the ground next to the basket.










