Room 504 - 3/11 - Night
Veronica's party for Nadia's Birthday had gone very well in general.
Nadia didn't seem particularly happy though, and that concerned Pippi. She wasn't sure there was anything could be done about it, which also bothered her.
Pippi may also have felt bad about naming Blackadder's RoboDog against his wishes but in collaboration with Blackadder's Mun... But that would involve having noticed that Blackadder was miffed about the whole thing...
Lizzy seemed happy about it though.
She had rehearsal tomorrow, so she was lounging in bed reading her script. Before long she dosed off...
"Wake up!"
*snoring*
"Wake up! ... Father! Wake up!"
*snerk*
"Oh," said Captain Longstocking rolling over in bed, "What is it my dear?"
"Well," said Pippi, "breakfast is almost ready, and the 2nd mate has a bad cold... Oh! And there are some pirates coming to attack us off the port bow."
"Oh bother bother bother," said Efram. "If it's not one thing it's another... Well, I guess I better get my old bones up then..."
...
"Pippi?" asked Annika, "Couldn't we just run away?"
"Oh yes, the Hawk is much faster then that old tub."
"Then... Why don't we?"
"Well then they'd just go on to bother somebody else." Pippi answered, "Nope. It's our duty to teach them to stop pillaging, and rampaging, and slaughtering, and massacring, and despoiling."
"I think they want to parlay my dear." observed Efram.
"Oh boy!" Pippi exclaimed, "I just love to parlay!!!" She scrambled up the rigging and waved to the approaching ship, "YOOO HOOO! I'M LISTENING!"
A tan round fellow with an eye patch and a hook for a right hand clenched his long dagger between his teeth and climbed up the rigging of his ship equal to Pippi. He had a particularly large hat with a feather long enough to make a girl go "Hmmmmm", and a mustache to match; brazenly he called out his demands.
"Sorry! I didn't catch that! Could you take out your knife?" Pippi called back.
There was a momentary and uncomfortable silence from the crew of the pirate ship. Somebody coughed.
The as yet unnamed pirate captain took the knife out from between his teeth with his good hand. Unlike his crew, he was not scuttled by the fact that he'd just tried to parlay with his mouth full.
"Arrrrr!" he arrrrred, "I said, 'Surrender or else! Arrrrrr!"
"Or else what?" asked Pippi, "Or else not surrender? ... Do we have a choice besides surrendering and not surrendering?"
Okay this? Did discombobulate the captain somewhat.
"... What?"
"... Or not-not-surrendering?"
"Stop trying to confuse me!" shouted the pirate captain, "I am the terror of the seas! And I don't have ta talk to girls!" And with that he stuck his dagger back between his teeth, climbed back down, and shouted an order to his crew.
Who just sort of stood there and looked at him.
Captain "Terror Of The Seas" sighed and took the knife back out.
"I said, 'BOARD THEM!'"
[[ooc: From "Pippi's Adventures on the South Seas" 1997