Part 3: Down to the Sea in a Ship
The first day at sea was glorious—although Captain Craigmore's crew looked a bit disreputable. Craigmore, however, was a perfect gentleman, and wined and dined them with elegance in the ship's great cabin.
The next day, however, the girls awakened in their cabin—both nursing slight hangovers—to the roar of cannons. They raced on deck only to see Craigmore's disreputable crew boarding another ship and threatening to kill everyone unless they handed over their booty!
When Priscilla protested, Craigmore merely laughed and told her to go bring him her gold and jewels, or she and Bess could walk the plank! And while they were at it, they should dress up real nice and prepare to share—well, the rest of their booty with him . . .
Pretending to agree, Priscilla and Bess went to their cabin. But they had packed swords as well as clothes, and burst back on deck, weapons in hand! Craigmore drew his sword and went after Priscilla, and the crew of the other ship, seeing their chance, rallied and attacked the pirates. The pirates who made it back to the Wyndwych met a furious Bess, while Priscilla and Craigmore fought a ferocious battle from one part of the ship to another.
With a deft move, Priscilla sent Craigmore's sword into the water, and forced him to jump in after it. Bess and the other crew then made ALL the pirates jump in, but they lowered some boats for them to swim to. The other ship's crew gathered around Priscilla and Bess cheering, as Craigmore—looking like a drowned rat—was finally pulled from the ocean.
As the pirates rowed away, a bedraggled Craigmore stood in the boat and shook his fist at Priscilla. His voice could just be heard filtering back across the water: “So, you think you're a Pirate, Princess? Just you wait! You haven't heard the last of me!”
Priscilla, Bess and her new friends all laughed, waved and blew him kisses. But then, Priscilla turned a thoughtful look toward her bosom (and buxom) buddy Bess and said: “Pirate Princess? Hmmmm . . . I like the sound of that . . .”
