Leave a “Fight Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours.
Bebe stood on deck, arms crossed and tapping her foot. Her lips were pursed down into a deadly snarl.
"...Get down here and fight me."
Cortez sat in the crow's nest, clinging to the side of it for dear life. He mocked her frown, which only added fuel to the fire.
"If you aren't going to fight people as promised," She grunted, pointing an accusing finger up at him. "Then you should refrain from saying such things."
Cortez rose to his own defense as he leaned over the railing of the crow's nest, pointing right back down at her. "Hey, now! I'll be fightin' anyone 'cept for th' senoritas- an' chomps! 'Specially not chomps. Shell no."
Bebe raised her brow at him, unmoved- even when he sacrificed one of his bones, waved it where she could see it, and threw it onto the beach. Instead, she planted both her feet firmly into the ground, her face returning to its neutral, unconcerned look.
"I can wait all night," She said, tacking a snarky 'Captain' to the end.
Up in the crow's nest, Cortez hunkered down, shuttering all over. It was going to be a long night after all.