Pete Winning and the Pirates Page #5

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- So what now?

- I'll think of something.

- Hmm.

- Hmm, well that's what I like to hear.

Petey Winning.

- It's Pete.

- Oh, I think Petey'll do for now.

Don't you, Petey?

So you lost your coveted maps.

Looks like we're gonna

have to go and find them.

- We can trust you?

- We?

- Yeah.

- Right.

How do we know we can trust you?

- Seems like you're out of options, Petey.

That Stubin character you found

yourself in fisticuffs with,

he is slippery as an eel.

And he'll be back quicker

than you can blink an eye.

And in greater numbers too.

So, we'd best get movin'.

We got a boat to load.

- All right, pirate wench.

Supper.

Hate for you to continue wasting away.

- We did what you asked, Eva.

There's no sign for Pete or Victor

on Her Majesty's transit list.

- But.

- But?

- But we saw this Jacques

Cartier on the register.

I thought it sounded suspicious.

- Tried to tell this dunderhead here

that a Cartier patrolled these waters

like 500 years ago.

- A fake name.

Do you think?

- One-Eyed Bill?

- If it's him, we're close.

Means we washed up further

east than I thought.

If he's heading to the palace,

we can still catch him.

- Yeah, but we don't

know where the palace is.

And doesn't look like

you're goin' anywhere soon.

- Let me worry about that.

- Take that, you treasonous she-dog!

- You sure about that now?

- I said I heard the

Crimsons stole your maps.

You know, heard?

Stories change all over the place, Petey,

and it's not just the

two maps that you stole.

We're talkin' about all three.

- What?

- Eh.

Um, yeah.

They kinda stole mine too.

But they didn't get it

without a fight, okay?

I, oh man, we're not

done here yet, all right?

- What is it?

- Done this before.

Setting sail with a

crew that's unprepared.

And now where are we?

- Yeah, but have to get those maps.

And besides,

I believe in you, Pete Winning.

- Let's go, you barnacles!

Come on!

- Crimson Island.

- And the only two thing on Crimson Island

are the Crimsons and the dead people

who invade Crimson Island.

- Well, you know what they say,

you got a date with

death, it might as well

be on your own terms, right?

- You okay?

- Course I am.

I am--

- Come on!

We don't got all day!

- I don't think we got

time for a pint, darlin'.

- We're not here for a pint.

We're looking for One-Eyed Bill.

Jacques Cartier never signed

out on the transit log.

- Yeah, but we don't even know

what One-Eyed Bill looks like.

Yeah, but somethin' tells me

he might just stand out.

- Wait, what?

- Uh, guys?

- That's our cue!

Whose vessel is this, anyway?

- It's ours now, honey!

- Sure sounds like it could be Pete,

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