Happy Dr. Seuss Day! Here is a small scene from Siren Song.
“I’ll keelhaul you for this!” Captain Seaton yelled as he stood up from his bed. His shirt hanging up with his pants untied.
Destan smiled as he held his cutlass to the Captain’s neck. Holding the weapon to his former Captain’s neck was his prize. It had been his motivation while subduing the other officers.
“Not before you walk the plank,” Destan said. “We’re taking over this ship.”
“Mutiny! On my ship?” Captain Seaton asked. “You were my best deckhand. I posted the money for you to escape the orphanage and have a life at sea. You’ve been on the ship for three years now.”
“You really shouldn’t have taken my threats lightly. I told you sailing men to servitude wasn’t my desire,” Destan said. “It’s my ship now.”
“Destan, you’ll hang for this. Mutiny’s never taken lightly,” Captain Seaton spat out. “I’ll make sure of it.”
“You’ll be in the locker before anyone hears of this,” Destan said as he stepped to the side and waved his cutlass for the Captain to exit. “Now, if you wouldn’t mind, step outside.”
“And if I don’t?” Captain Seaton asked as he crossed his arms.
“Then I’ll run you through here and drag your body overboard,” Destan said with a shrug. “It makes no difference to me. The men will get a show either way.”
“Why?”
“I’m tired of moving slaves to the Americas,” Destan said as he kept the blade on Seaton’s neck. “Especially when we throw half of their dead bodies overboard. My desire was to sail the sea, not ship slaves from one continent to another.”
“They’re only slaves,” Captain Seaton said as he shook his head. “They mean nothing.”
“Maybe to you,” Destan said. “Now, let’s go Captain. My men need a show and you’re to provide it to them.”
“You do this and you’ll never work for the Crown again.”
“Good, because I don’t want to work for the Crown,” Destan said as he escorted the Captain out to the deck.
“So, you’re to be a pirate then? You’ll be chased around the Caribbean and hanged,” Captain Seaton said as they stepped onto the deck.
“Let them chase. They’ll never find me,” Destan said. “Now, walk the plank.”
“Plank, plank, plank,” the men cheered as all the officer were pushed towards the plank.
Destan smiled as the officers were pushed overboard until only Captain Seaton remained on the plank.
“Don’t just stand there, Cap. Davy Jones be ready for you,” James called out.
“Bunch of pirates!” Captain Seaton yelled.
Destan nodded as he stomped the end of the plank to send Seaton into the murky depths below. Turning to face the men, he held up his cutlass and shook it in the air.
“Free the men below!”
Destan smiled as he held his cutlass to the Captain’s neck. Holding the weapon to his former Captain’s neck was his prize. It had been his motivation while subduing the other officers.
“Not before you walk the plank,” Destan said. “We’re taking over this ship.”
“Mutiny! On my ship?” Captain Seaton asked. “You were my best deckhand. I posted the money for you to escape the orphanage and have a life at sea. You’ve been on the ship for three years now.”
“You really shouldn’t have taken my threats lightly. I told you sailing men to servitude wasn’t my desire,” Destan said. “It’s my ship now.”
“Destan, you’ll hang for this. Mutiny’s never taken lightly,” Captain Seaton spat out. “I’ll make sure of it.”
“You’ll be in the locker before anyone hears of this,” Destan said as he stepped to the side and waved his cutlass for the Captain to exit. “Now, if you wouldn’t mind, step outside.”
“And if I don’t?” Captain Seaton asked as he crossed his arms.
“Then I’ll run you through here and drag your body overboard,” Destan said with a shrug. “It makes no difference to me. The men will get a show either way.”
“Why?”
“I’m tired of moving slaves to the Americas,” Destan said as he kept the blade on Seaton’s neck. “Especially when we throw half of their dead bodies overboard. My desire was to sail the sea, not ship slaves from one continent to another.”
“They’re only slaves,” Captain Seaton said as he shook his head. “They mean nothing.”
“Maybe to you,” Destan said. “Now, let’s go Captain. My men need a show and you’re to provide it to them.”
“You do this and you’ll never work for the Crown again.”
“Good, because I don’t want to work for the Crown,” Destan said as he escorted the Captain out to the deck.
“So, you’re to be a pirate then? You’ll be chased around the Caribbean and hanged,” Captain Seaton said as they stepped onto the deck.
“Let them chase. They’ll never find me,” Destan said. “Now, walk the plank.”
“Plank, plank, plank,” the men cheered as all the officer were pushed towards the plank.
Destan smiled as the officers were pushed overboard until only Captain Seaton remained on the plank.
“Don’t just stand there, Cap. Davy Jones be ready for you,” James called out.
“Bunch of pirates!” Captain Seaton yelled.
Destan nodded as he stomped the end of the plank to send Seaton into the murky depths below. Turning to face the men, he held up his cutlass and shook it in the air.
“Free the men below!”
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