Actually a drabble and a half, and in just under the wire at Black Pearl Sails. The theme last week was "Challenge".
~ Indiscreet ~
"Don't you touch that!"
"Frederick!"
Jack, who'd been rifling through some things in the captured ship's great cabin, whirled in time to disarm and disable, pressing the weapon in question against the boy's throat. The lady gave a sob of despair from the corner where they'd been hiding, but Jack threw her a Look and a hiss: Shhh! He bent to address the miniature assassin. "A table knife? I think not. Sharp an' shiny as it is, it would hardly enhance me reputation to succumb to such a blade. Now go to your sister there, before someone sees you."
“She’s my mother. And you’ve seen us!” choked young Frederick.
“Discretion’s the better part of valor, Fred. You write it out a hundred times tomorrow or I’ll do more’n see you. Now go back and keep ‘er hid and safe. There’s bad men aboard your da’s ship, savvy?”
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