I had a cool dream about pirates last night that I feel the need to share for no particular reason. I dreamt that I was on a pirate ship playground that was located in a public ocean swimming space. It was built in the water and was badass. I had to climb on it, despite not knowing how to swim, because I was chasing some of my friends, but then we fell in the water once reaching the opposite end of the ship. Somehow, I knew how to swim and was fine, so me and my two guy friends swam back to the boat. Suddenly, one of the guy friends disappeared (this was treated as if it was normal lol), and I was left with the hot guy friend that I have a crush on (in the dream; I don't know this person irl). Suddenly, the playground was a real pirate ship, and I was confronted by Captain Hook just as I approached my friend. The friend was regarded kind of strangely by Hook, and my personal conspiracy is that he was meant to be Peter Pan (he was still around my age, though, not a teenager; he was a young adult). Captain Hook began reasonably asking me what the fuck I was doing on his ship, and I, also reasonably, answered that I had no fucking clue. He was very cordial, actually, and respectful, as I was in return. My friend, however, was silent the entire time, never speaking at all once Hook arrived; it was super strange. After Hook explained something about the ship to me, regarding how someone constantly needed to be steering it due to the water being made of some weird magic stuff, I pointed out that no one was currently steering it, and my friend finally spoke up, joining me in criticizing that decision. He was much more of a smart ass about it, though, which is probably why he didn't say anything until that moment lol. After that, my ass woke the hell up.