"I think we should feed them poop," Snarfetta said.
Brunhilda just sighed. "Only if we want them to beat us up."
Then, you could almost see the lightbulb (or candle, since this all happened long ago before the lightbulb was invented) lighting up over Brunhilda's head.
"Not poop," she said. "But what about giving them stuff that just tastes really, really bad?"
They began to laugh and found they could not stop. "Little octopuses in seaweed!" "Can you see them with the tentacles hanging out their mouths?" "Yeah and Scurv trying to chew with his one tooth?" "No, he has THREE teeth!" "And how about dessert?" "Oh, I don't know, how about fish eyeball pudding?" "Eeeww!!" They were laughing so hard they did not see the Mate stick his greasy head in the door.
"I hope you find it funny, mates, when the Captain doesn't have his dinner."
"Or you, I suppose!" Snarfetta rolled her eyes at him.
"Ig-ZACK-ly."
Snarfetta stuck out her tongue at him and he waved his fist.
"Oh, don't you two start fighting now, we have to get to work," Brunhilda said.
As soon as G-Thump walked away, Snarfetta said, "Yeah, making yucky disgusting stuff for yucky disgusting pirates to eat."
It just so happened that the pirates had netted some octopuses just yesterday and they were still swimming around in the bucket...
For themselves, the girls stuffed themselves and Butterchunk with biscuits (they knew of the existence of poor old Gnarly Muffins' secret stash). Dinner that evening proved to the pirates that the young ladies had learned less than nothing from their tutelage with Gnarly Muffins. The dinner was inedible and left the pirates glaring and angry, and the Captain came very close to releasing the moratorium on delivering beatings to the wenches. But it had been very funny to watch the dignified Captain try to stuff tentacles in his mouth.
Fortunately, the following morning land was sighted, and impending wrath was stayed, and all hands had a Holiday. Except those involved in the following Harrowing Adventure.
Brunhilda just sighed. "Only if we want them to beat us up."
Then, you could almost see the lightbulb (or candle, since this all happened long ago before the lightbulb was invented) lighting up over Brunhilda's head.
"Not poop," she said. "But what about giving them stuff that just tastes really, really bad?"
They began to laugh and found they could not stop. "Little octopuses in seaweed!" "Can you see them with the tentacles hanging out their mouths?" "Yeah and Scurv trying to chew with his one tooth?" "No, he has THREE teeth!" "And how about dessert?" "Oh, I don't know, how about fish eyeball pudding?" "Eeeww!!" They were laughing so hard they did not see the Mate stick his greasy head in the door.
"I hope you find it funny, mates, when the Captain doesn't have his dinner."
"Or you, I suppose!" Snarfetta rolled her eyes at him.
"Ig-ZACK-ly."
Snarfetta stuck out her tongue at him and he waved his fist.
"Oh, don't you two start fighting now, we have to get to work," Brunhilda said.
As soon as G-Thump walked away, Snarfetta said, "Yeah, making yucky disgusting stuff for yucky disgusting pirates to eat."
It just so happened that the pirates had netted some octopuses just yesterday and they were still swimming around in the bucket...
For themselves, the girls stuffed themselves and Butterchunk with biscuits (they knew of the existence of poor old Gnarly Muffins' secret stash). Dinner that evening proved to the pirates that the young ladies had learned less than nothing from their tutelage with Gnarly Muffins. The dinner was inedible and left the pirates glaring and angry, and the Captain came very close to releasing the moratorium on delivering beatings to the wenches. But it had been very funny to watch the dignified Captain try to stuff tentacles in his mouth.
Fortunately, the following morning land was sighted, and impending wrath was stayed, and all hands had a Holiday. Except those involved in the following Harrowing Adventure.
