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Saturday, October 11, 2014

Today's #flashfiction #ShiverMeScales

“Measure twice, cut once.”
Freddy Kruger* #quote


CJ will be coming over today and also it takes just X + 1 licks to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop. Anyway onto the flash fiction!



Shiver Me Scales


        “Shiver me scales! It be a cold day on the seas laddies,” The dragon pirate captain said while sharpening the claws of his right hand with the hook on his left.
        “Yo' sure Captain Blackscale? Seems ta be pretty warm ta me...” one of the new crewman said who hadn't learned the foolishness in contradicting their leader.
Captain Blackscale spread his wings and they cast a shadow over the whole deck. It reminded all the men on the ship that the old pirate didn't shrink and become feeble with age, but grew strong and large. He kicked the new crewman than contradicted across the ship and left massive claw marks on the subordinates body.
       “There be other reasons that tha sea be cold besides the temperature. It can be chilled with the air of betrayal. Despite this chill laddies, my cold blood boils from this air.”
The crew started whispering among each other while backing away slowly.
        “Silence!” Captain Blackscale breathed fire into the air with smoke and roar that bellowed out an agonizingly long, “Aaaarrrrrrr!” He stomped past his first mate and into the middle of them all. “One of you will die today for your treachery. More if I have to.”
        His first mate spoke, curling his tail to look more subordinate. Tail curling is something that dragon children did naturally so doing it as an adult admitted inferiority. “If I may...”
Captain Blackscale then took his hook and gashed it across the first mate's face. “When I say silence, I mean silence! You've been here long enough to know that.” The Captain then kept addressing the crew. “When we loot the lands I do not keep track of our findin's for fun. I keep track of 'em for appropriate dividin' of spoils. And I found a discrepancy. Someone took a large amount from the stock and expected me to be stupid enough not to notice. The culprit must've did it last time we docked.”
       The entire crew turned to look at Turner Spiketail. He was the only one alone from the group multiple times last time they docked. He had opportunity to sneak on board then hide some of the loot somewhere on land or just sell it to a merchant.
       “Tear his wings! Tear his wings!” The entire crew chanted. “Then make him walk the plank!” Turner Spiketail kept pleading “Not Guilty” to his charges but that only made the crew more enthusatic about tearing his wings and dooming him to the sea.
        The Captain walked into his quarters where the loot was being held. While the crew was distracted throwing an innocent man overboard he took a large amount from the stock of spoils and hid them. Now if anyone checked the story Blackscale told would appear true. He figured he would have to wait another few years before doing the same act again. Then he'd have another set of crewman or all the old ones would have forgotten it enough to not catch on.

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