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Voyage 8 - The Love of Money! Kidnapping Group Chain Gang!
Hello there everybody! =D Here's the next chapter of Voyage... and consequentialy the last part of Voyages "First Arc" =3 Hope you enjoy!
The mysterious stangers from the last chapter make themselves know in a BIG way as they attack the Cuddlebutts Crew. Who are these guys and what are their goals? Will our heroes be able to fight back? And will Chouji get a chance to prove his worth? Read to find out! =D
Please enjoy, fav & comment, and have a great day! ^_^
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Pokemon & One Piece NOT owned by me.
“How can a fish snore that much?”
“Maybe it has something to do with his gills?”
“Don’t know… ah well. Maybe we should just let him sleep while we fix breakfast?”
“Breakfast?”
“… I think you said the secret word Petie.”
“Great… lets all get changed first then worry about breakfast, okay?”
“Changed? … oh…”
“Yeah…”
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“Why didn’t you wake me up!?”
“But Boss, last time we woke you up dat early you docked our pay! … and you used a cannon on Charlie…”
“I SAID we were to attack at dawn didn’t I!? And he recovered… mostly…”
“… ooooooooooh…”
“… you just NOW understood… grrrr… whatever! Relay the order to load the cannons and prepare to open fire to the other ships!”
“Yes boss!”
****************
“Okay then, lets start making breakfast. I think it’s my turn this time…”
“You sure? Last time you kinda started a fire…”
“Oh like you did much better last time Jules.”
“Hey, the eggs were edible! … sorta…”
“I-I c-could d-do it again…?”
“I don’t care who makes it, all food is good to me!”
BOOM!!!!
The whole ship rocked as cannon fire impacted the beach around them. Everybody screamed in panic as they were thrown off their feet. Before they could recover more explosions rocked the sand and sea. Wobbling back up Petie went into captain mode and started shouting orders while doing his best to keep his terrified squeaking to a minimum “Jules! Get the paddle wheels going! Chouji! Raise the anchor! Anne! You and the plushies man the sails! Lets get the heck out of here before whoever that is aim improves!!!”
“On it!”
“You got it!”
********************
“Careful you idiots! I said fire warning shots ACROSS their nose, not up it! We want them alive!”
“Sorry Boss.”
“Oh you’ll be sorry... tell the men to be ready with the nets for boarding once they cast off!”
“Yes Boss!”
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Doing his best to ignore the whizzing cannonballs exploding around him, and failing as he was currently shaking like a leaf, Petie scurried up to the helm (praying he didn’t get hit since it was the highest point of the ship) as his crew scrabbled to do an emergency cast off. In a few moments they were cutting through the waves as they left the beach and could finally see their attackers. Two large slate grey ships, one noticeably bigger and more decorative than the other, were sailing low in open ocean and currently had them in range as they unloaded cannon fire at them. Trying to escape between them out into the open sea would be suicide meaning their only choice was to try and cut through the straights between the small islands.
Spinning the wheel Petie launched them into a wide turn as the ship headed into the straights only to notice that the paddle wheels had stopped turning. Before he could wonder why Jules showed up on deck and shouted “I’ve got a bad feeling about this Petie!” Petie winced since Jules’s “Bad Feelings” usually meant something was about to go really, really wrong. Suddenly something clicked in the teddiursa’s head “Wait… all those shots missed… we aren’t that small a target and they couldn’t be that bad at aiming so…”
Suddenly three other slate grew boats appeared from where they’d been hiding behind the islands and rocks. This close up Petie could see they had paddle wheels as well helping them cut off the Sea Cradle as they converged in front of the pastel blue boat. Before Petie could change course he saw motion on the ships as rock types including Rhydon, Rampardos, and even Rhyperior, which explained why there sailed so low in the water… each ship had at least three of them on it, moved to throw what looked like fishing nets made of chains between the three ships. The two other boats moved to cut Petie off, trawling the chain nets behind them and forming a giant V cutting off their escape.
Spinning the wheel again Petie pulled the Sea Cradle into a U turn… only to find the previous two ships coming up on them from behind. Now he could clearly see what was emblazed on each of their sails, a long chain and collar around some poor figures neck. Chouji at the moment was currently freaking out as he flailed his arms and pointed at the sails, talking so fast and panicky they couldn’t make heads or tails of what he was saying. Jules gave him a brief shake which seemed to snap him out of it enough to scream “Kidnapping Group!! They’re slavers!!!”
“Right you are!! Two Fruit Users and a Fishmon, I’m going to be earning a pretty penny at the auction house on your hides!”
It was a snobbish, smug, whiny sounding voice with a tinny tone to it coming from the big ship as it moved in closer to them. Finally they could see who was on deck… and did a bit of a double take. Standing among all the giant and intimidating rock types there was a tiny timburr. His clothing stank of money unlike the rock types simple jeans, overalls, and work clothes. He was wearing a dark pair of trousers with matching boots and top all accented with a few thin gold colored chains including a thick one acting like a belt helping to hold up a gun holster. Over his shoulder he carried an intricately carved gun about as tall as he was with slate grey metal bits accenting it. He had a smug grin on his face and a little simple megaphone in his hand he was shouting into to insure they heard him.
“Now then! Just stay there and don’t move! We’ll get you outfitted for some nice slave collars and have you down to the auction house by tomorrow morning!”
“W-what makes you think we’ve got f-fruit users?” Petie stuttered, trying to hide his knocking knees. He knew about the slave trade and its horrors from one of the library books Momma had said were “Too Mature” for him, she’d been right. The timburr laughed and shouted back at them with the megaphone, which was unnecessary at this point “Don’t play dumb with me brat, I have my crew for that and they’re better at it then you are!” oddly enough none of the rock types look offended “We saw you use your freaky powers to ambush the pirate ship WE were gonna jump so I figure you owe us something… and we’ll be happy to take everything you got since slave don’t have any property!” he punctuated this with a cruel laugh.
“But… aren’t you already rich?” Jules piped up, innocent and oblivious like normal. To be honest the fancy and expertly built ships, his clothes, and everything else said there was a lot of money behind this operation. “He’s got a point boss.” The rhydon behind him said as the timburr glared at him before looking back to Jules, talking in a condescending tone “Yes, I’m from a wealthy family… your point? You commoners don’t seem to get the simple concept that in this world there’s no such thing as “Enough Money”. That’s why I MADE Chain Gang!” he said, motioning around dramatically “I get money for dragging filthy little peasants like you off to work for your betters. A whole damn lot of money. What’s wrong with that?” he chuckled darkly “In fact you’re kinda cute girly… maybe I’ll buy you myself. You make a good maid..”
“… I’m a boy.”
“… seriously?”
“Yep.”
“Eh, sure you’ll make somebody a good pleasure slave all the same, there’re some weird ass freaks out there… now get them!!”
A battle cry sounded to the left of the Sea Cradle as the other small ship pulled alongside while the timburr had been keeping their focus. Suddenly two Rhydons and a Rampardos leapt from their ship onto the Sea Cradle. Having less than a second to react Petie screamed “GRAB SOMETHING!!!” Sure enough all three huge mon landed on the deck at once… and the ship promptly tipped to the side from their sheer weight all on one side. Grabbing hold of the railings, mast, or each other Petie’s crew screamed in terror. The three mon on the other hand were caught off guard and tumbled screaming over the side into the water making the ship bob back up to normal like a cork, bouncing its crew in the process.
Still clinging to the railing and listening to the screams and frantic splashing over the side Petie couldn’t help but comment “Were they stupid enough not to know that’d happen?” as the timburr bang his head against his own ships railing in frustration. Taking advantage of the moment Chouji took a running leap over the side of the ship resulting in a surprisingly graceful, for his size anyway, swan dive into the sea. There was a moment of silence before the Timburr asked “Where the fuck is HE going!? Don’t let him get away you idiots!” he finished, screaming into the megaphone at one of the other still manned ships.
Pulling out terrifyingly large rifles the crew of the boat nearest to where Chouji had dived rushed to the side… and leaned out over the side to look for him. Even with the boats made as sturdy and tough as they were that much weight leaning precariously on one side was making it tip a little. Before the Timburr could start screaming again Chouji’s voice cut in from the other side of the boat “Sasabune Oshidashi!!!” as the slightly tipping boat suddenly tipped more causing the crew to lose their balance and go tumbling overboard with a scream and a splash.
There was silence for a moment as everybody stared at the rock types now flailing in the water. A few seconds later chouji’s head surfaced next to the Sea Cradle as he panted visibly “I… could only do… that cause they were… stupid enough to… lean over the side…” he said as they lowered a rope down to help him climb up. “Seriously…” Petie said, looking at the fuming timbur as he helped pull Chouji up “Where’d you find these guys? They’re making hammers look smart.” Meanwhile “Boss” was currently grinding his teeth in impotent rage at two of his boats being rendered useless so easily.
Petie pulled Jules over and whispered something in his ear as the Rhydon behind the “Boss” asked “What do we do now boss?” resulting in the timburr whirling around to smack the large mon in the side with his megaphone and shout “I’m thinking!!!” the rhydon was unhurt but the megaphone was bent in a funny shape “… and that’s coming out of your pay.” He grumbled making the rhydon’s face fall. Meanwhile Petie had been creeping back up to the helm while they’d been distracted and suddenly grabbed the wheel and shouted “Hit it Jules!!”
The paddle wheels spun to life as Petie turned the wheel and angled towards the gap next to the now empty ship since it couldn’t shoot them. “STOP THEM! STOP THEM YOU IDIOTS!!!” the timburr screamed, his voice sounding more comical then before thanks to his newly bent megaphone. Cannon fire roared and the Cuddlebutts crew screamed as a chunk of their railing was blown to hell. “NO YOU IDIOTS! WE WANT THEM ALIVE!!” the timburr screamed again “AFTER THEM!! DON’T LET THEM ESCAPE!!!”
“W-what d-do w-we d-do!?” Anne squeaked in panic, clinging to her plushies and the mast “W-we c-can’t o-outrun t-them!!” Petie spun the wheel circling around one of the islands as Chain Gang started to pursue “I know that! We’re gonna have to fight!” he shouted, voice squeaking with fear even as he tried to sound confident “There!” He pointed towards a nearby rocky outcropping and sandbar big enough to almost be a little island of its own “We’ll make a stand there!” he said, angling the ship towards it. Anne and Chouji just exchanged worried looks.
“I’m kinda new here, is Petie losing his Arceus damned mind a normal occurance?”
“N-no…”
“Great, just great…”
“Drop the anchor!”
At Petie’s shout Chouji dropped the anchor. Once Jules came up from the paddle wheels they all hustled out onto the sand. In a matter of moments Chain Gang’s ships had surrounded them, the timburr screeching through the megaphone the whole while “Get down there and GET them!!” he paused for a moment before adding “And don’t leave too many extra bruises! It lowers the asking price!!” as the two remaining crews leapt down to the sand the Rhydon behind “Boss” spoke up “But wouldn’t it be better if we just threw the nets over them from here?” he asked prompting the fighting type to give him a weird look.
“… how is it your smart moments annoy me more than your dumb ones?”
“Sorry boss?”
Watching the huge rock types leaping down around them carrying nets and chains Chouji looked to Petie “Not that I can’t take em… but you have a plan, right?” not bothering to turn around the teddiursa just said “Stay behind me.” Chouji got an incredulous look on his face at that comment “Look, you might be the captain but if you think you can take on all of these guys by yourself then” he was cut off midsentence by Jules yanking him behind Petie as the teddiursa thrust his hands out and white powder erupted from them in a wave. In a second half of the rock types were reduced to crying babies as Chouji stared in appreciation.
“Oooooooooh…”
The rest of them charged the three remaining crew members, having enough brains in their skulls not to try to charge Petie. Grinning Chouji took up a wide legged stance, one arm held out in front of him and the other held at his side “Bebi…” he suddenly leap forward “Hatakikomi Seiken!!” he shouted as he delivered a huge open palm slap to the side of a charging rhydon’s head knocking him off balance and sending him crashing horn first into a rock outcropping. Landing Chouji took a similar wide stance and stomped his foot, hands on his knees “Don’t underestimate my fishmon karate!” he said, grinning broadly.
A loud roar came from behind him as a rampardos with a club barreled down on the fishmon. Chouji had just enough time to turn, see him, and go pale before Jules leapt out of nowhere and smashed his rattle into the back of the rock types head making him stumble. Chouji hit the sand, ending up sticking his padded bottom and butterfly wings in the air, as the stumbling rampardos ended up going right over him and crashing into the rhydon as he tried to pull his stuck horn out, shattering the rocks and knocking both mon for a loop. Chouji sat up a little as Jules landed next to him.
“T-thanks for the save…”
“No problem, we’re friends after all right?”
“Yeah…”
“And what was with that pose? Was that sumo?”
“… fishman karate sumo technically…”
“Well you got the diaper to go with it then!”
“They don’t wear diapers!!”
Meanwhile a rhyperior and two rhydons were closing in on Anne as the girl whimpered “Easy… we don’t wanna hurt you… boss just says you gotta come with us.” The rhyperior said in a half apologetic voice before tossing a net over the cubchoo, making her scream. Suddenly there was a whooshing sound as Nanny pulled free from Anne’s arms and swelled up to a good three stories tall dragging the net up and out of the hands of the stunned rhyperior. “Leave my little girl alone!” she said as the now gigantic plushie reached down and started to grab and throw the rock types into the water one at a time. After the Rhyperior got tossed the others screamed and tried to flee back to the boat as Nanny shrunk back to a more normal height and scooped Anne up to sooth her.
“Boss? I think we’re losing.” The rhydon said as the timburr ground his teeth in anger. Rather then take his anger out on the lackey like normal the “Boss” instead pointed his gun at them and started firing “You little FUCKS!!!” he screamed as his bullets blasted up sand around them sending the Cuddlebutts crew scrambling. Ducking behind a rock Petie pulled out his slingshot and launched a powder white ball at the screaming fighting type… who promptly ducked and let it whizz over his head. “Ha!!” he shouted smugly as he stood back up to level his gun on Petie… right as Jules managed to finish climbing up onto his ship and struck him hard with his rattle.
The timburr let out an undignified squawk as he was sent tumbling over the side, Jules jumped down as the Rhydon looked over the rails with a confused expression. Jules landed elegantly on his feet despite his thick diaper unlike the timburr who face planed into the sand sending his gun tumbling out of his hands. After shaking his head clear Boss realized what had happened and frantically scrambled on all fours towards his gun… only to have Chouji kick it into the water before he could grab it. “Eh heh heh heh… h-hey, h-how a-about we negotiate?” the timburr stuttered, crawling back as the four small mon closed in on him “I.. I c-can pay you! W-we can just f-forget this whole thing!” Petie cleared his throat to get the fighting types attention.
“What’s your name?”
“E-Edwin… Captain Edwin!!”
“… you said you were already rich?”
“Yeah, what of it?”
“And you’re kidnapping and selling people cause you think you don’t have ENOUGH money?”
“Fuck yeah, what the hell are you getting”
POOF
“WAAAAAAAAA!!!!!”
The little timburr dressed in the fancy little sailor suit and cloth diaper with gold pins started bawling the moment he transformed, but he started screaming when Petie picked him up and carried him over to a rock. Sitting down Petie placed Edwin over his knee prompting a confused expression from the baby who apparently had no clue what was about to happen. “My Momma only did this to me when I REALLY screwed up and never when I was this little…” Petie said tugging the back of Edwin’s diaper down and exposing his bottom “But you’re not a real baby so I think it should work to teach you a lesson.” The confused baby shot Petie a dirty look, apparently not willing to concede defeat to somebody he considered less than him… this changed quickly when Petie brought his paw down on Edwin’s backside.
SMACK!
“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”
“You’re a cruel little baby, even when you’re your normal age, who considers money more valuable then peoples lives!”
SMACK!!
“WET GUUUUUUUUU!!!”
“You abuse your workers and blame them when your ideas go wrong! They may be stupid but YOU’RE THE idiot leading them!!”
SMACK!!!!
“NUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!”
“And you’re just a screechy little selfish brat!!!”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!
“MOOOOOMMIIEEEEEE!!!”
By now Edwin’s bottom was light red and he was bawling with tears coming down his cheeks. Gently rubbing his back Petie pulled the timburr’s diaper back up just as a shadow falls over him. Looking up he sees the Rhydon from the ship looking down at his transformed captain. There was a tense silence for a moment before he scooped the tiny baby out of Petie’s hands and cradled him, using a large finger to gently stroke his tummy as he cooed soft comfort to baby Edwin…. Which only served to upset the humiliated mon more. Gently rubbing the baby’s back he looked down at Petie.
“Is this… permanent?”
“… no?”
“Oh… Boss yells at us a lot less like this… also babies are precious little things.”
“… I’m sure you’ll take good care of him till he turns back.”
Gathering themselves up the Cuddlebutts crew headed back to their ship as the various Chain Gang members that had been thrown overboard finally managed to swim their way over to the sand bar… and opted to marvel and coo at their shrunken boss rather than stop the mon they’d been after. Climbing back onboard the sea cradle they weighed anchor and with a combined effort of Chouji and Jules on the paddlewheels were out of the island chain in a matter of moments and back in open ocean. Soon everybody was back on deck, Petie at the helm as usual, and just breathing a sigh of relief.
“Things usually that hectic round here?” Chouji asked, slumping against the mast “Naaaaa.” Jules said kicking his feet a little as he sat on the railings “Less we’re robbing pirates or hunting bounties…” Chouj raised an eyebrow at the last part before looking to Petie “So captain, where we headed?” he asked making the teddiursa looked down to him. He’d been standing with Anne, the two trying to hide a blush, and called “Well I was hoping we could go find a town since we need to restock… and get that fixed.” He pointed to the chunk of railing and deck the cannonfire had blown away “But you’re the navigator, so you tell me. Where are we going?”
“… right, I’d forgotten about that.” Chouji chuckled, rubbing the back of his head “I’ll go check the maps.” But before he could go in he was cut off by Nanny. The large purugly smiled kindly as she stepped onto deck “Allright everyone, I believe after all that you could use a good nap.” She said in a tone not unlike a kindergarten teacher “B.B. will take over the helm for now.” She continued as the Persian stepped out of the cabin as well and climbed up the stairs to shoo a reluctant Petie away from the wheel. In short order the four protesting mon were herded up and led into the cabin.
“Anne, are you sure you can’t make her stop doing this?”
“S-sorry, I’ve tried…”
“But I dun wanna naaaap!”
“Man this crew just gets weirder and weirder…”
“Oh don’t complain dearies, after a nice diaper change and nap I’m sure you’ll all feel better. Come along now.”
End of Arch 1.
To Be Continued in Arc 2…
The mysterious stangers from the last chapter make themselves know in a BIG way as they attack the Cuddlebutts Crew. Who are these guys and what are their goals? Will our heroes be able to fight back? And will Chouji get a chance to prove his worth? Read to find out! =D
Please enjoy, fav & comment, and have a great day! ^_^
Characters owned by me
Pokemon & One Piece NOT owned by me.
Voyage:
The Love of Money! Kidnapping Group Chain Gang! “How can a fish snore that much?”
“Maybe it has something to do with his gills?”
“Don’t know… ah well. Maybe we should just let him sleep while we fix breakfast?”
“Breakfast?”
“… I think you said the secret word Petie.”
“Great… lets all get changed first then worry about breakfast, okay?”
“Changed? … oh…”
“Yeah…”
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“Why didn’t you wake me up!?”
“But Boss, last time we woke you up dat early you docked our pay! … and you used a cannon on Charlie…”
“I SAID we were to attack at dawn didn’t I!? And he recovered… mostly…”
“… ooooooooooh…”
“… you just NOW understood… grrrr… whatever! Relay the order to load the cannons and prepare to open fire to the other ships!”
“Yes boss!”
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“Okay then, lets start making breakfast. I think it’s my turn this time…”
“You sure? Last time you kinda started a fire…”
“Oh like you did much better last time Jules.”
“Hey, the eggs were edible! … sorta…”
“I-I c-could d-do it again…?”
“I don’t care who makes it, all food is good to me!”
BOOM!!!!
The whole ship rocked as cannon fire impacted the beach around them. Everybody screamed in panic as they were thrown off their feet. Before they could recover more explosions rocked the sand and sea. Wobbling back up Petie went into captain mode and started shouting orders while doing his best to keep his terrified squeaking to a minimum “Jules! Get the paddle wheels going! Chouji! Raise the anchor! Anne! You and the plushies man the sails! Lets get the heck out of here before whoever that is aim improves!!!”
“On it!”
“You got it!”
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“Careful you idiots! I said fire warning shots ACROSS their nose, not up it! We want them alive!”
“Sorry Boss.”
“Oh you’ll be sorry... tell the men to be ready with the nets for boarding once they cast off!”
“Yes Boss!”
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Doing his best to ignore the whizzing cannonballs exploding around him, and failing as he was currently shaking like a leaf, Petie scurried up to the helm (praying he didn’t get hit since it was the highest point of the ship) as his crew scrabbled to do an emergency cast off. In a few moments they were cutting through the waves as they left the beach and could finally see their attackers. Two large slate grey ships, one noticeably bigger and more decorative than the other, were sailing low in open ocean and currently had them in range as they unloaded cannon fire at them. Trying to escape between them out into the open sea would be suicide meaning their only choice was to try and cut through the straights between the small islands.
Spinning the wheel Petie launched them into a wide turn as the ship headed into the straights only to notice that the paddle wheels had stopped turning. Before he could wonder why Jules showed up on deck and shouted “I’ve got a bad feeling about this Petie!” Petie winced since Jules’s “Bad Feelings” usually meant something was about to go really, really wrong. Suddenly something clicked in the teddiursa’s head “Wait… all those shots missed… we aren’t that small a target and they couldn’t be that bad at aiming so…”
Suddenly three other slate grew boats appeared from where they’d been hiding behind the islands and rocks. This close up Petie could see they had paddle wheels as well helping them cut off the Sea Cradle as they converged in front of the pastel blue boat. Before Petie could change course he saw motion on the ships as rock types including Rhydon, Rampardos, and even Rhyperior, which explained why there sailed so low in the water… each ship had at least three of them on it, moved to throw what looked like fishing nets made of chains between the three ships. The two other boats moved to cut Petie off, trawling the chain nets behind them and forming a giant V cutting off their escape.
Spinning the wheel again Petie pulled the Sea Cradle into a U turn… only to find the previous two ships coming up on them from behind. Now he could clearly see what was emblazed on each of their sails, a long chain and collar around some poor figures neck. Chouji at the moment was currently freaking out as he flailed his arms and pointed at the sails, talking so fast and panicky they couldn’t make heads or tails of what he was saying. Jules gave him a brief shake which seemed to snap him out of it enough to scream “Kidnapping Group!! They’re slavers!!!”
“Right you are!! Two Fruit Users and a Fishmon, I’m going to be earning a pretty penny at the auction house on your hides!”
It was a snobbish, smug, whiny sounding voice with a tinny tone to it coming from the big ship as it moved in closer to them. Finally they could see who was on deck… and did a bit of a double take. Standing among all the giant and intimidating rock types there was a tiny timburr. His clothing stank of money unlike the rock types simple jeans, overalls, and work clothes. He was wearing a dark pair of trousers with matching boots and top all accented with a few thin gold colored chains including a thick one acting like a belt helping to hold up a gun holster. Over his shoulder he carried an intricately carved gun about as tall as he was with slate grey metal bits accenting it. He had a smug grin on his face and a little simple megaphone in his hand he was shouting into to insure they heard him.
“Now then! Just stay there and don’t move! We’ll get you outfitted for some nice slave collars and have you down to the auction house by tomorrow morning!”
“W-what makes you think we’ve got f-fruit users?” Petie stuttered, trying to hide his knocking knees. He knew about the slave trade and its horrors from one of the library books Momma had said were “Too Mature” for him, she’d been right. The timburr laughed and shouted back at them with the megaphone, which was unnecessary at this point “Don’t play dumb with me brat, I have my crew for that and they’re better at it then you are!” oddly enough none of the rock types look offended “We saw you use your freaky powers to ambush the pirate ship WE were gonna jump so I figure you owe us something… and we’ll be happy to take everything you got since slave don’t have any property!” he punctuated this with a cruel laugh.
“But… aren’t you already rich?” Jules piped up, innocent and oblivious like normal. To be honest the fancy and expertly built ships, his clothes, and everything else said there was a lot of money behind this operation. “He’s got a point boss.” The rhydon behind him said as the timburr glared at him before looking back to Jules, talking in a condescending tone “Yes, I’m from a wealthy family… your point? You commoners don’t seem to get the simple concept that in this world there’s no such thing as “Enough Money”. That’s why I MADE Chain Gang!” he said, motioning around dramatically “I get money for dragging filthy little peasants like you off to work for your betters. A whole damn lot of money. What’s wrong with that?” he chuckled darkly “In fact you’re kinda cute girly… maybe I’ll buy you myself. You make a good maid..”
“… I’m a boy.”
“… seriously?”
“Yep.”
“Eh, sure you’ll make somebody a good pleasure slave all the same, there’re some weird ass freaks out there… now get them!!”
A battle cry sounded to the left of the Sea Cradle as the other small ship pulled alongside while the timburr had been keeping their focus. Suddenly two Rhydons and a Rampardos leapt from their ship onto the Sea Cradle. Having less than a second to react Petie screamed “GRAB SOMETHING!!!” Sure enough all three huge mon landed on the deck at once… and the ship promptly tipped to the side from their sheer weight all on one side. Grabbing hold of the railings, mast, or each other Petie’s crew screamed in terror. The three mon on the other hand were caught off guard and tumbled screaming over the side into the water making the ship bob back up to normal like a cork, bouncing its crew in the process.
Still clinging to the railing and listening to the screams and frantic splashing over the side Petie couldn’t help but comment “Were they stupid enough not to know that’d happen?” as the timburr bang his head against his own ships railing in frustration. Taking advantage of the moment Chouji took a running leap over the side of the ship resulting in a surprisingly graceful, for his size anyway, swan dive into the sea. There was a moment of silence before the Timburr asked “Where the fuck is HE going!? Don’t let him get away you idiots!” he finished, screaming into the megaphone at one of the other still manned ships.
Pulling out terrifyingly large rifles the crew of the boat nearest to where Chouji had dived rushed to the side… and leaned out over the side to look for him. Even with the boats made as sturdy and tough as they were that much weight leaning precariously on one side was making it tip a little. Before the Timburr could start screaming again Chouji’s voice cut in from the other side of the boat “Sasabune Oshidashi!!!” as the slightly tipping boat suddenly tipped more causing the crew to lose their balance and go tumbling overboard with a scream and a splash.
There was silence for a moment as everybody stared at the rock types now flailing in the water. A few seconds later chouji’s head surfaced next to the Sea Cradle as he panted visibly “I… could only do… that cause they were… stupid enough to… lean over the side…” he said as they lowered a rope down to help him climb up. “Seriously…” Petie said, looking at the fuming timbur as he helped pull Chouji up “Where’d you find these guys? They’re making hammers look smart.” Meanwhile “Boss” was currently grinding his teeth in impotent rage at two of his boats being rendered useless so easily.
Petie pulled Jules over and whispered something in his ear as the Rhydon behind the “Boss” asked “What do we do now boss?” resulting in the timburr whirling around to smack the large mon in the side with his megaphone and shout “I’m thinking!!!” the rhydon was unhurt but the megaphone was bent in a funny shape “… and that’s coming out of your pay.” He grumbled making the rhydon’s face fall. Meanwhile Petie had been creeping back up to the helm while they’d been distracted and suddenly grabbed the wheel and shouted “Hit it Jules!!”
The paddle wheels spun to life as Petie turned the wheel and angled towards the gap next to the now empty ship since it couldn’t shoot them. “STOP THEM! STOP THEM YOU IDIOTS!!!” the timburr screamed, his voice sounding more comical then before thanks to his newly bent megaphone. Cannon fire roared and the Cuddlebutts crew screamed as a chunk of their railing was blown to hell. “NO YOU IDIOTS! WE WANT THEM ALIVE!!” the timburr screamed again “AFTER THEM!! DON’T LET THEM ESCAPE!!!”
“W-what d-do w-we d-do!?” Anne squeaked in panic, clinging to her plushies and the mast “W-we c-can’t o-outrun t-them!!” Petie spun the wheel circling around one of the islands as Chain Gang started to pursue “I know that! We’re gonna have to fight!” he shouted, voice squeaking with fear even as he tried to sound confident “There!” He pointed towards a nearby rocky outcropping and sandbar big enough to almost be a little island of its own “We’ll make a stand there!” he said, angling the ship towards it. Anne and Chouji just exchanged worried looks.
“I’m kinda new here, is Petie losing his Arceus damned mind a normal occurance?”
“N-no…”
“Great, just great…”
“Drop the anchor!”
At Petie’s shout Chouji dropped the anchor. Once Jules came up from the paddle wheels they all hustled out onto the sand. In a matter of moments Chain Gang’s ships had surrounded them, the timburr screeching through the megaphone the whole while “Get down there and GET them!!” he paused for a moment before adding “And don’t leave too many extra bruises! It lowers the asking price!!” as the two remaining crews leapt down to the sand the Rhydon behind “Boss” spoke up “But wouldn’t it be better if we just threw the nets over them from here?” he asked prompting the fighting type to give him a weird look.
“… how is it your smart moments annoy me more than your dumb ones?”
“Sorry boss?”
Watching the huge rock types leaping down around them carrying nets and chains Chouji looked to Petie “Not that I can’t take em… but you have a plan, right?” not bothering to turn around the teddiursa just said “Stay behind me.” Chouji got an incredulous look on his face at that comment “Look, you might be the captain but if you think you can take on all of these guys by yourself then” he was cut off midsentence by Jules yanking him behind Petie as the teddiursa thrust his hands out and white powder erupted from them in a wave. In a second half of the rock types were reduced to crying babies as Chouji stared in appreciation.
“Oooooooooh…”
The rest of them charged the three remaining crew members, having enough brains in their skulls not to try to charge Petie. Grinning Chouji took up a wide legged stance, one arm held out in front of him and the other held at his side “Bebi…” he suddenly leap forward “Hatakikomi Seiken!!” he shouted as he delivered a huge open palm slap to the side of a charging rhydon’s head knocking him off balance and sending him crashing horn first into a rock outcropping. Landing Chouji took a similar wide stance and stomped his foot, hands on his knees “Don’t underestimate my fishmon karate!” he said, grinning broadly.
A loud roar came from behind him as a rampardos with a club barreled down on the fishmon. Chouji had just enough time to turn, see him, and go pale before Jules leapt out of nowhere and smashed his rattle into the back of the rock types head making him stumble. Chouji hit the sand, ending up sticking his padded bottom and butterfly wings in the air, as the stumbling rampardos ended up going right over him and crashing into the rhydon as he tried to pull his stuck horn out, shattering the rocks and knocking both mon for a loop. Chouji sat up a little as Jules landed next to him.
“T-thanks for the save…”
“No problem, we’re friends after all right?”
“Yeah…”
“And what was with that pose? Was that sumo?”
“… fishman karate sumo technically…”
“Well you got the diaper to go with it then!”
“They don’t wear diapers!!”
Meanwhile a rhyperior and two rhydons were closing in on Anne as the girl whimpered “Easy… we don’t wanna hurt you… boss just says you gotta come with us.” The rhyperior said in a half apologetic voice before tossing a net over the cubchoo, making her scream. Suddenly there was a whooshing sound as Nanny pulled free from Anne’s arms and swelled up to a good three stories tall dragging the net up and out of the hands of the stunned rhyperior. “Leave my little girl alone!” she said as the now gigantic plushie reached down and started to grab and throw the rock types into the water one at a time. After the Rhyperior got tossed the others screamed and tried to flee back to the boat as Nanny shrunk back to a more normal height and scooped Anne up to sooth her.
“Boss? I think we’re losing.” The rhydon said as the timburr ground his teeth in anger. Rather then take his anger out on the lackey like normal the “Boss” instead pointed his gun at them and started firing “You little FUCKS!!!” he screamed as his bullets blasted up sand around them sending the Cuddlebutts crew scrambling. Ducking behind a rock Petie pulled out his slingshot and launched a powder white ball at the screaming fighting type… who promptly ducked and let it whizz over his head. “Ha!!” he shouted smugly as he stood back up to level his gun on Petie… right as Jules managed to finish climbing up onto his ship and struck him hard with his rattle.
The timburr let out an undignified squawk as he was sent tumbling over the side, Jules jumped down as the Rhydon looked over the rails with a confused expression. Jules landed elegantly on his feet despite his thick diaper unlike the timburr who face planed into the sand sending his gun tumbling out of his hands. After shaking his head clear Boss realized what had happened and frantically scrambled on all fours towards his gun… only to have Chouji kick it into the water before he could grab it. “Eh heh heh heh… h-hey, h-how a-about we negotiate?” the timburr stuttered, crawling back as the four small mon closed in on him “I.. I c-can pay you! W-we can just f-forget this whole thing!” Petie cleared his throat to get the fighting types attention.
“What’s your name?”
“E-Edwin… Captain Edwin!!”
“… you said you were already rich?”
“Yeah, what of it?”
“And you’re kidnapping and selling people cause you think you don’t have ENOUGH money?”
“Fuck yeah, what the hell are you getting”
POOF
“WAAAAAAAAA!!!!!”
The little timburr dressed in the fancy little sailor suit and cloth diaper with gold pins started bawling the moment he transformed, but he started screaming when Petie picked him up and carried him over to a rock. Sitting down Petie placed Edwin over his knee prompting a confused expression from the baby who apparently had no clue what was about to happen. “My Momma only did this to me when I REALLY screwed up and never when I was this little…” Petie said tugging the back of Edwin’s diaper down and exposing his bottom “But you’re not a real baby so I think it should work to teach you a lesson.” The confused baby shot Petie a dirty look, apparently not willing to concede defeat to somebody he considered less than him… this changed quickly when Petie brought his paw down on Edwin’s backside.
SMACK!
“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”
“You’re a cruel little baby, even when you’re your normal age, who considers money more valuable then peoples lives!”
SMACK!!
“WET GUUUUUUUUU!!!”
“You abuse your workers and blame them when your ideas go wrong! They may be stupid but YOU’RE THE idiot leading them!!”
SMACK!!!!
“NUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!”
“And you’re just a screechy little selfish brat!!!”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!
“MOOOOOMMIIEEEEEE!!!”
By now Edwin’s bottom was light red and he was bawling with tears coming down his cheeks. Gently rubbing his back Petie pulled the timburr’s diaper back up just as a shadow falls over him. Looking up he sees the Rhydon from the ship looking down at his transformed captain. There was a tense silence for a moment before he scooped the tiny baby out of Petie’s hands and cradled him, using a large finger to gently stroke his tummy as he cooed soft comfort to baby Edwin…. Which only served to upset the humiliated mon more. Gently rubbing the baby’s back he looked down at Petie.
“Is this… permanent?”
“… no?”
“Oh… Boss yells at us a lot less like this… also babies are precious little things.”
“… I’m sure you’ll take good care of him till he turns back.”
Gathering themselves up the Cuddlebutts crew headed back to their ship as the various Chain Gang members that had been thrown overboard finally managed to swim their way over to the sand bar… and opted to marvel and coo at their shrunken boss rather than stop the mon they’d been after. Climbing back onboard the sea cradle they weighed anchor and with a combined effort of Chouji and Jules on the paddlewheels were out of the island chain in a matter of moments and back in open ocean. Soon everybody was back on deck, Petie at the helm as usual, and just breathing a sigh of relief.
“Things usually that hectic round here?” Chouji asked, slumping against the mast “Naaaaa.” Jules said kicking his feet a little as he sat on the railings “Less we’re robbing pirates or hunting bounties…” Chouj raised an eyebrow at the last part before looking to Petie “So captain, where we headed?” he asked making the teddiursa looked down to him. He’d been standing with Anne, the two trying to hide a blush, and called “Well I was hoping we could go find a town since we need to restock… and get that fixed.” He pointed to the chunk of railing and deck the cannonfire had blown away “But you’re the navigator, so you tell me. Where are we going?”
“… right, I’d forgotten about that.” Chouji chuckled, rubbing the back of his head “I’ll go check the maps.” But before he could go in he was cut off by Nanny. The large purugly smiled kindly as she stepped onto deck “Allright everyone, I believe after all that you could use a good nap.” She said in a tone not unlike a kindergarten teacher “B.B. will take over the helm for now.” She continued as the Persian stepped out of the cabin as well and climbed up the stairs to shoo a reluctant Petie away from the wheel. In short order the four protesting mon were herded up and led into the cabin.
“Anne, are you sure you can’t make her stop doing this?”
“S-sorry, I’ve tried…”
“But I dun wanna naaaap!”
“Man this crew just gets weirder and weirder…”
“Oh don’t complain dearies, after a nice diaper change and nap I’m sure you’ll all feel better. Come along now.”
End of Arch 1.
To Be Continued in Arc 2…
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