"The Moppet Family - Same Family, New Thread..."

[christyb]

Nicky: Bored Moppet? *hands him a mop and bucket* The deck is awful dirty. When you're done come see me and I might tell you where we're headed. Mac?

Mac: Aye?

Nicky: Set course for West of Westeast, and find my cell phone. I'll give James a ring and maybe he can help us out. Unless they've taken over the island and him hostage.

Mac: Aye, and the bumbling one?

Nicky: Meh, let him mop for a while.

 

[The Count]

Mac: Oy! None but none uses me real name boy-o. You walk the plank into shark infested waters? That might be the best idea ye've ever had.
*Looks at Christy/Nicki with small pleading in his eyes.

 

[The Count]

Mac: So sorry cap'n.
*Rings Nicki's cell phone on his own, matching tones are heard eminating from the cap'n's cabin.

James... Remind me, who be he again?

 

[Beauregard]

Moppet: *mops* I'm an old hand at this...Hevej, rest his soul, sicced this chore upon my more times than can be counted on the good fingers of a cannibal's dessert...*and in the time spent talking, the mopping be done, ya*

 

[christyb]

Nicky: *on cell* Hmm...that's odd.

Mac: What is it?

Nicky: *puts it on speaker*

The phone: I'm sorry but the number you have reached is not in service. Please hang up and try again.

Mac: What do you make of it?

Nicky: This....all hands to battle stations! Matty I want the engines serviced and at full do you hear me?

Matty: Aye ma'm *heads below*

Nicky: *roars* Moppet...my cabin now! Mac follow me.

Mac: Aye Cap'n *both enters the cabin which is a mess and a PS2 is left on in the corner*

Nicky: Don't tell me you forgot to clean up after Vic came home?

Mac: Well, um..he was in here last night playing with the thing and I didn't know you were boarding today Girlie.

Nicky: Ugh, that's okay.

 

[The Count]

Mac: Aye, and who said that be all the deck? Now get to swabbing the rest of it ye mop's pet.

 

[The Count]

Mac: Aye, forgive me cap'n... Didn' mean to incur yer wrath o'er the mess in your mess girly. Hmmm...
*Ruminates over state of matters. That james boy be in deep trouble if he be ignorin' the call from yer cell. Give me the orders and I'll make sure the rest of the crew gets to work on double-time.

 

[Beauregard]

Parker/Moppet: *drops from the roof of the cabin* Been awaiting your orders...er...Captain Mother Christy Nicky, dear.

 

[The Count]

*Back at the helm...

Mac: Give 'er all ye got Matty!
Matty, in Scotty accent: I'm a-givin' her all she's got... I canna give 'er any morrrrrrrrre.

Mac: Big Tom, Friggin', load the cannons and be ready to blast those nautical nincompoops outta the water!
*Both: Aye Mac!

 

[christyb]

Parker/Moppet: *drops from the roof of the cabin* Been awaiting your orders...er...Captain Mother Christy Nicky, dear.

Nicky: First off you're gonna patch that hole. Secondly, what on earth is your Mother wanting us to do again? Third...James isnt' answering his phone.