“M-Mother?” Captain Scurvy whispered in disbelief, mouth agape, voice slightly higher than usual. There on the deck of the ship was a mob of significantly old ladies standing with their hands on their hips, daggers in their eyes. “W-what are y-you doing here?”
“I’ve found all the mothers of your dirty little friends and created an organization called M.A.P.” the angriest looking woman said, pointing to a ship off in the distance, “Mothers Against Piracy. We have come to make you boys stop your silly games and come home once and for all.”
Every pirate was speechless. Never had Captain Scurvy seen his crew so scared. They were terrified. Each one of them looked down at their shoes as their mothers lectured them. “We thought you were dead!…Oh, what would your father say if he were alive!…Shame on the whole family!” The berating went on and on until finally, Scurvy couldn’t take it any longer.
1. IF SCURVY DECIDES TO SURRENDER HIS SHIP UNTO THE M.A.P., GO TO P. 34
2. IF SCURVY DECIDES TO ATTEMPT AN ESCAPE FROM THE OPPRESSIVE M.A.P., GO TO P. 36