------------------------------------------------------------------- About a week later, the voyage was ready to start.
The harbor was bustling with activity.
Misty, Thatch, Casper, Prof. Burns, Mantha and Flyboy walked the decks in new attire that Ra had bought for them.
"Well, here's the dock," said Thatch.
"Where's the ship?" asked Casper.
"Ra said he would be here." Said Mantha.
"Ahoy!" shouted Ra, who came running over to them. "Welcome, welcome! Ah, there she is: the Hispaniola!"
Everyone turned and gasped in amazement.
What we had here was a beautiful ship.
"Last one on is a rotten fang!” Thatch cheered.
It has giant sails, a tall mast, wooden sides…
But the strangest part was on the front.
On the front of the ship were a couple of wooden heads who called themselves Alder and Dash and Dash was mad at Alder.
"Take a cruise, you said!" Dash complained. "See the world, you said! Well now look! We've been turned into wooden statues and stuck on this ship!"
"Well, look on the bright side! We could be the people reading this story!" Alder replied.
“Hmmmm, you do have a point there.”
Thatch and Ra stood on the ship's deck, looking around.
"Well, Mr Banbo," said Ra to his finger, "the ship is provisioned, the crew is in place and the captain should be on board within the hour. You've been a busy little man."
As he walked away, Thatch stared at him and said “Well he is odd, but at least he got us a ship.
Then he joined Misty and Casper at a round thing.
"Hey, look!" he said. "It's the steering wheel!"
"This is called the helm," explained misty.
"Well," said Casper. "How does it feel, Captain Banshee?"
Misty grinned wider.
"It feels like we're really doing it!"
"It feels…we're finally having an adventure!" added Thatch.
"Yeah," said Casper. "I'm starving. Where's the kitchen?"
Casper ran off.
Thatch and Misty sighed and followed him.
Misty, Thatch and Casper scurried down to the galley.
"Mmm," said Thatch. "Something smells good."
As they ran down, they heard someone singing.
"Put him in the longboat until he's sober," the voice sang. "Put him in the longboat until he's sober. Put him in the longboat until he's sober early in the morning."
They saw a man sitting at the door to the kitchen. He was wearing a dark brown long coat, had long black hair tied in a tail, a lighting bolt tatto on the left side of his face and his fringe was covering his left eye.
He was peeling an onion.
Thatch cleared his throat.
"Ahem," he said.
The cook looked up.
"What have we here? Stowaways."
The cook held up a knife.
Misty, Thatch and Casper jumped back.
"I'm afraid we shish-ca-bob and barbecue stowaways on this ship!"
Thatch and Casper gulped.
The cook growled, and then started to laugh.
Misty, Thatch and Casper loosened up and started to laugh too.
"Wait, I know," said the cook. "You must be the cabin kids! Hungry? Well in my galley, you're always welcome to help yourselves."
"Yes!" cheered Casper. "Thank you!"
Casper leapt over the bar and into the kitchen. He saw a turkey and took one of the legs.
The cook chuckled.
Well, he's got a healthy appetite, huh?" he said. "Well, how about you, white stripe?"
Thatch looked up.
"Here ya go."
The cook tossed him an apple.
"Gee thanks!" said Thatch. "Well, I'm Thatch, and the ghost eating that turkey leg is Casper."
"Hi," said Casper after he swallowed.
The cook glanced at Misty.
"And you must be Miss Banshee," he said.
"Yes, sir," smiled Misty.
The cook laughed.
"Oh, ye needn't be callin' a lowly ship's cook 'sir'. Long John Silver at your humble service."
Misty and Thatch exchanged glances.
"But we're just cabin kids, Mr Silver," said Misty.
"Long John to his friends," said Long John, tapping his nose. "And believe me lass; a friend ye can trust is worth his weight in gold. There's many a dark-hearted scoundrel in these ports."
"What do you mean? Pirates?" asked Misty.
"Shh!" hissed Long John.
Suddenly, a human looking creature came hanging from the ceiling. He looked human but he had long white hair and where his hands should be, there tentacles instead.
"Pirates?" asked the snake creature. "Dude, what an imagination."
Long John grinned slightly.
"Allow me to introduce me friend, Slither."
"Yeah, you can guess why they call me that." said Slither.
"Raised him from a young boy, I did. As fine a Snake as a man could ask fer."
"But aren't you supposed to have a talking parrot for a companion?" asked Thatch.
"Talking…parrot?" asked Long John.
Slither quickly cut in.
"What an imagination." he said. "First pirates, now talking parrots? What's next a singing dancing mouse with an amusement park?"
"That's enough now, Slither! Shoo!" said Long John, shoving Slither away.
Misty and Thatch stared at each other.
"Right, me hearties!" continued Long John. "I'm going to give you a cook's tour of this ship."
By now, Casper had finished the turkey leg.
"Well, if you're gonna be making the meals, Mr Silver, I am definitely going to need bigger pants," he said.
Long John chuckled and moved the hair from his left eye to reveal…
Misty and Thatch gasped.
…his eye was red and made of glass.
They stared at him.
"What's the matter, kids?" asked Long John.
Thatch and Misty stared.
"Oh, this?" asked Long John, pointing at the beast like eye. "Lost that to timber-fighting brigands off Madagascar under Admiral Hawke. There's many a man lost a limb and worse in the service of the king."
Misty and Thatch gulped.
Long John held up his right hand, which didn't have any fingers!
"Why, look what a cannibal took off me in exchange for my own life!"
The two misfits grimaced.
Then Long John unfolded his fingers, revealing them to be all there.
Long John chuckled happily.
Thatch and Misty laughed, but uncomfortably.
"Oh, you're a fine pair of lads and lassie, that you are," Long John said.
Just then, above them, a bell rang.
"All hands on deck!" shouted a deep voice.
"Come on then, kids!" Long John ordered, and he ran up the steps.
Thatch and Casper soon ran after.
"Chop, chop! Look lively, now!" ordered the first mate. "The captain will be here soon."
Everyone was chattering and scattering.
Misty pulled Ra aside.
"Who's that?" she asked, pointing at a green ghost in a uniform.
"Oh, that is Sergeant Kibosh," explained Ra. "He's the first mate and he’s really strict."
Off in the distance was a trumpet fanfare.
Kibosh turned around.
"The captain approaches!" he said in a load booming voice.
Everyone looked at the dock.
Indeed, they could see two horses pulling a carriage down the road.
"Move aside! Make way! Make ready for the captain!" he ordered. "Lollygaggers will suffer his wrath!"
"Wrath?" asked Thatch. "Is the captain an angry guy?"
"Angry guy?" Kibosh said mockingly. "The man is a raging volcano tormented by inner demons mere mortals cannot control!"
Everyone stared at him.
"I'll take that as a kind of," said Thatch.
Kibosh groaned and stalked off.
By now, the horses had brought the carriage to a halt in front of the ship.
Everyone on deck watched anxiously.
The door opened.
It revealed a man standing there with a hard look on his face.
"Ooh," whispered Ra.
Then the mean-looking man stepped aside to reveal…a ghost dressed in a full captain uniform.
"Good day to all of you!" said the ghost.
Everyone stared at him.
"That's the raging volcano?" asked Misty. "He looks like Casper, only older!"
"Hey Casper, do you have any relatives?" Thatch asked.
“Only my uncles.” Casper replied.
As the ghost approached, Kibosh blew a whistle.
"Piping aboard Captain…Abraham… Smollett!" he said loudly.
"Good morning, Kibosh," Smollett said.
Smollett walked past and started to examine the ship.
Kibosh stared, and then checked the ship's railing.
It was dusty.
"I knew it! He's furious!" he whispered.
Kibosh whipped around and saw a man in stich’s and light bulbs in his neck.
"You there!" he shouted, with anger in his eye. "You were in charge of the railing dust, 40 lashes and then you'll walk the plank!"
Smollett looked back at him.
"I didn't say that, Kibosh," he said.
"I was anticipating your whim, sir," Kibosh replied.
"Well, anticipate it without yelling at the crew."
Kibosh groaned, letting the monster go, and then stormed away.
Smollett approached Misty, Thatch and Casper.
"Ah, you must be the cabin kids," he said.
"Yes, sir!" said Casper, doing a full salute.
Thatch rolled his eyes.
"then you most be the Banshee girl." he said pointing at Misty
"I am, sir," said Misty.
Smollett paused to look at her and smiled.
"I knew your father, Misty," he said. "He was a good man. Didn't exactly dress nice, but still a good man all around."
"Thank you, sir!" said Misty.
Smollett walked away.
Long John chuckled and patted Misty on the back.
"Well, this is shapin' up to be a fine voyage, lads," he said cheerfully. "Oh, yes indeed."
Casper nodded and chuckled nervously.
"Yeah, ha, ha, ha," he said.
Then he yanked Misty down so they could talk levelly.
"Uh, one eye, Misty," he muttered. "Count 'em. One. Remember what Cappy said."
"Oh, Casper," said Misty. "He seems all right. I mean, Long John's only a cook. How dangerous can he be?"
Casper shook his head.
"Well, I don't know, but I—" Then he froze. "—wait, where’s Thatch?”
Thatch was standing at a cash register at a plank that led into the ship, and several bats had lined up to climb on board.
Thatch took some cash from a bat.
"Enjoy your cruise, sir," Thatch said.
Then he turned to the others.
"NEXT!" he sang.
The next bat came up and handed him some cash.
"All right, folks. Have your checks made out to BAT TOURS LIMITED. Ooh, why thank you, Mr blood-drop. Next!"
"Thatch, what are you doing?"
Thatch whirled around and saw Casper glaring at him.
“I’m just making some extra cash in case the trip doesn’t go how it should.” Thatch explained.
“Hey excuse us.” Said a female voice.
Casper and Thatch turned around to see two skeletons. One with blond hair, the other pink and both wearing makeup.
Like, is this a cruise?” the pink haired one asked.
“Why, yes it is!” Thatch said. “How may I help you?”
“I’m Mickey and this is my sister, Monaco.” Said the blond. “We need a holiday and we would love it if you let us on.”
“Why, of cause! And just for you ladies’, I’ll let you go on without a fee!”
“Whoa, thanks!” said Monaco. “He’s such a gentleman.”
“And he’s hot.” Replied Mickey
“Enjoy!” cried out Thatch.
Casper was looking at Thatch with his arms folded and a smile when he turned around to face him.
“What?” Thatch Questioned.
“I see what’s going on here.” Casper said with a sheepish tone.
“Oh shut up you floating pillow.”
Misty saw what was going on and Let out a small giggle.
"Boys." she Said smileing. -------------------------------------------------------------------------
Next part will be a musicull number.
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