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Episode 7: \u00a0Here Ye Be Pirates<\/em><\/strong><\/h3>\n

Part 2<\/strong><\/h4>\n

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Nick stomped to his room, grinding his teeth as he stared ahead without blinking. He couldn\u2019t believe that stupid Di-Crapio! \u201cWork of art, my ass…\u201d he muttered with disdain. \u201cMore like a kid\u2019s stick doodle.\u201d<\/p>\n

When he walked into his room, he immediately reached for the PSP Pearl had upgraded for him. Not only would he be entertained on the boat ride he would have to endure, but the device contained some handy weaponry, too. Since the Disney mission, Pearl had churned out lots of new technology in her self-imposed sabbatical from fieldwork. As Nick turned the PSP over in his hand, a fleeting thought crossed his mind. If only he hadn\u2019t been stuck on Big Thunder Mountain. If only he could have reached the Castle in time, then he could have stopped Drums\u2026 somehow. Things had definitely been strange since Shazam\u2019s death, first Pearl\u2019s tech and now the new 009…<\/p>\n

Sneering, Nick grabbed his favorite guns from where they hung on his wall. Where did Vitruvi-lame get off anyway? What the hell was with that stupid nickname? Di-Di?<\/em> Was he serious? It made him want to vomit. On him, preferably. Just before his date with Diamond\u2026 who should be with Nick on this mission. Nick rolled his eyes. Instead, he was stuck with Avril. \u201cFucking figures.\u201d<\/p>\n

Nick\u2019s watch beeped, and Emerald\u2019s face popped up on the screen. \u201cAre you ready yet? We ain\u2019t waiting for your ass all day, Malibu Ken.\u201d Speak of the she-devil.<\/p>\n

\u201cDamn, I don\u2019t even get fifteen to prep?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, Jay said K wants us on the jet immediately.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere are we meeting the boat at?\u201d Luckily, the HimTak jet served as a passenger jet that could carry agents and a cargo jet that could transport their speedboat from headquarters. A rental wouldn\u2019t have the necessary tech upgrades for covert operations.<\/p>\n

\u201cFucking Florida… again.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFine, let\u2019s go. Maybe we can drop your ass off in Canada on the way there. Not even the U.S. government should be punished by having you as a citizen.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, go find a blow-up doll and get over it.\u201d<\/p>\n

He really hated today.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Thankfully, he really loved the day after. They had gotten to Florida late the previous evening, and Jay had made the executive decision to hit the ocean at daybreak. The view was breathtaking as the sun gently rose to greet their boat, with no sounds except the soothing waves.<\/p>\n

Nick had always loved the ocean. It was so tempestuous, never predictable. Yet the ocean didn\u2019t change suddenly; it remained true to its nature, fierce and, he supposed, somewhat angsty. The ocean was exactly what it seemed: wild and free. Nick had felt connected to it since he was little when he would walk to the beach hand in hand with his older sister, Jessica, and their little brother, Aaron.<\/p>\n

His love for the waters had never wavered and kept his spirits up, despite the resurgence of the painful memory.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis is bullshit. I\u2019m stuck in a boat with Blunder Boy, out to try and take down pirates…\u201d Emerald would rather leave the crazy missions to Carter. And the pirate costumes in the back of their boat were just as crazy as the ridiculous duck costume she endured at Disney.<\/p>\n

\u201cGo overboard then, for all I care.\u201d Nick gritted his teeth.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy don\u2019t I toss you there?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGuys…\u201d Jay interceded, finally sick of the endless arguing. \u201cSave it.\u201d<\/p>\n

For a moment, Nick remained focused on Emerald, then he stared out into the endless ocean with a smile. He couldn\u2019t help it; he loved the beauty of the sea. \u201cI\u2019m good — we\u2019re sailing to…\u201d An impish look gleamed in his eyes as the smile became a smirk. \u201c…Bermuda… Bahama…\u201d<\/em> he began to sing.<\/p>\n

Jay couldn\u2019t help but chuckle. Then he decided to join in. With the calm waters surrounding them, it was easy to forget the fact that they were on a serious mission and just enjoy the ride. \u201c\u2026Come on, pretty mama…\u201d<\/em> He smirked and leaned over to Emerald, giving her a flirtatious kiss on her cheek, which landed dangerously close to her lips.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve got to be shitting me.\u201d She kept her small grin at Jay hidden. Emerald was not actually going to join in on this stupidity.<\/p>\n

\u201cKey Largo, Montego… baby, why don\u2019t we go… Jamaica…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Jay dramatically spread his arms. \u201cOff the Florida Keeeeeeeeys… there\u2019s a place called Kokomo…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Nick and Jay began harmonizing the classic Beach Boys song as they continued to sing the lyrics. Random bursts of song were typical occurrences for Carter, but who knew 003 could sing so well? Nick drummed out the beat in perfect rhythm on the wall of the boat, in the fashion of bongo drums. Did K want Emerald to suffer? She was starting to think he did…<\/p>\n

\u201cAruba, Jamaica…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cOooh, I wanna take ya to Bermuda…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBahama\u2026\u201d<\/em> Jay lowered his sunglasses to give Emerald a seductive look. \u201cCome on, pretty mama…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cKey Largo, Montego, baby, why don\u2019t we go…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cOooh, I wanna take you down to Kokomo…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

K owed her. Big time. And he was definitely going to know it when they got back…<\/p>\n

\u201cAruba, Jamaica…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cOooh, I wanna take ya to Bermuda…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cBahama…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

…As long as she didn\u2019t kill them first. She wasn\u2019t making any promises.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Back and forth, the dark-haired man paced inside his purple bedroom. It had been his hiding place since HimTak had defeated him yet again at Disney World.<\/p>\n

\u201cThings will be different this time.\u201d Dr. Rough subconsciously stroked his favorite underling, Dr. Twitches. He held onto his little friend so tight that the animal\u2019s claws started digging into the \u201cdoctor\u2019s\u201d tanned arms in protest. Dr. Rough didn\u2019t care; it was comforting to feel his little claws dig in. At least he had a constant reminder that his friend was with him. After losing him in his attempt to take over Disney World, he wasn\u2019t taking any chances at losing his pet again. A harness encircled Dr. Twitches\u2019s body; its leash wrapped around Dr. Rough\u2019s arm like a corkscrew. The ferret chattered shrilly, but Dr. Rough found the restraint absolutely necessary, especially while they were out at sea.<\/p>\n

\u201cAh, Dr. Twitches, my faithful companion\u2026\u201d Dr. Rough held him tighter. \u201cMy new plan will not be as easily foiled by 00Carter and those fool agents at HimTak. We have already\u2026 I should say, Drums has already struck them a blow from which they will not easily recover. The loss of such a beloved agent will subdue them.\u201d Dr. Rough smirked. \u201cWe will strike at their lowest and provide a suitable replacement. Soon I will know all. I will know when HimTak will move to strike against me. I will know when they are on to my scheme and how to avoid their attack. There is no way my plans will fail now! And, oh, my next plan\u2026\u201d His cackle became a gleeful giggle before he could catch himself and continue his monologue to no one in particular.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh Canada\u2026\u201d he began to sing to himself. \u201cHow thee is \u2026 underestimated\u2026\u201d Petting Dr. Twitches calmly, he added, \u201cand that shall fall into my plans perfectly.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd Dr. Twitches, I can\u2019t tell you enough about this agent I have found to play both sides.\u201d Carefully, so as not to crush his friend, Dr. Rough jumped on the bed and kicked his feet up, locking them at the ankle, much like a teenage girl dreaming about the cute boys in the band The Backalley Boys. \u201cHe is just too perfect; I don\u2019t know how I ever managed to find this one. Where has he been hiding all this time? Such evil in him that I have only seen in one other person, besides myself, to this point\u2026 but we all know Drums would never be able to infiltrate HimTak. No, they all know him too well. But this agent\u2026 oh, they will never see this coming.\u201d Dr. Rough could feel a chuckle brewing in his chest, but before he could let it out, the sound from the television set across the room brought him back to the present.<\/p>\n

Sitting up on the bed, he found the remote and turned up the television. A lanky, well-dressed, and attractive reporter appeared on the screen, standing in front of some docks.<\/p>\n

\u201cSurvivors of the recently destroyed cruise liners, the Mariner and the Absolute Chaos, report sightings of a giant sea monster emerging from the ocean near the Bermuda Triangle. These accounts have the Coast Guard on extra security sweeps. Perhaps, what is more terrifying than what is being described as a giant squid-like creature, are the tales of ghostly pirates raiding the ship shortly after the monster\u2019s appearance. Out of the hundreds that disembarked on these two ships, only handfuls have returned to shore safely.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cThe Coast Guard is baffled by this mystery but is adamant that they will find out who, or what, is behind these attacks and put a stop to them. When asked about the giant monster claims, they had no more comments.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cOne local man did, however, have plenty to comment on when it came to the claims of the giant squid.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

The screen panned out, showing a reporter standing next to a man decked out in large fishing rubbers, hooks of all sizes dangling from his clothing. A fishing hat was perched on his head, the flap flipped upwards, casting a glare back towards the camera. In his right hand were two large hooks connected to normal-size fishing rods. His left hand held the largest fishing net anyone could buy.<\/p>\n

\u201cI am here with a gentleman who goes by the name Captain Nemo,\u201d<\/em> the lovely, red-haired reporter continued. \u201cCaptain, you are claiming that the reports of the giant sea squid should not be taken lightly.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWell now, ma\u2019am, this here squid\u2019s evil incarn-ate and needs to be killed dead. I\u2019s the right person for that job.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd how do you plan on catching this monster, Captain?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWell, sees, there\u2019s my ship.\u201d<\/em> He pointed over to a dilapidated boat anchored in the farthest dock from the camera. \u201cThat\u2019s the Nautilus, and she and I have seen some nasty things. We are pre-pared, ma\u2019am. Now, if you\u2019ll excuse me, I have me a squid to hunt.\u201d<\/em> Without another word, the man set off towards his boat. The camera panned back to the reporter, who had a baffled look on her face.<\/p>\n

\u201cAt that, this is Lorena Lee for Channel 5 News.\u201d<\/em> She giggled uncomfortably before the reporters in the studio began to babble again.<\/p>\n

As he continued to pet Dr. Twitches, Dr. Rough\u2019s mind began to race with possibility. He flipped through the channels, finally stopping on a nature program about sharks. As he stared at the wide, open ocean on his television screen, a sinister grin crept across his face.<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

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Part 3<\/a><\/strong><\/h4>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Episode 7: \u00a0Here Ye Be Pirates Part 2   Nick stomped to his room, grinding his teeth as he stared ahead without blinking. He couldn\u2019t believe that stupid Di-Crapio! \u201cWork of art, my ass…\u201d he muttered with disdain. \u201cMore like a kid\u2019s stick doodle.\u201d When he walked into his room,\u2026<\/p>\n

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