First Time On The Inkwell Ship ‡‡ SCREW ME!!

Is it bizarre that I have walked the earth for several years, and I haven't been on the Inkwell Ship. A ship with an outre design, famed for it's eccentric combination of styles and off-the-wall antics. A ship that welcomes all, whether freakish or outlandish. On this ship I have seen elves, people with wrestling desires, stylish people, die bitches, idle minds, ifarmers, people from double worlds. Even ghosts walk on this flaky ship.

My fear for sea was out of this world, always felt like I'd end up lost at sea of I ever transport via ship. My master finally dragged me on a ship, A kind master who I must appreciate for his tender heart, despite the wickedness in the world. All these years he has tolerated my excuses for not traveling by sea. He couldn't stand it anymore, and he would be needing a lot of help in the journey ahead.

"Sir! I think I'm going to get sick."

"It happens to the best of us. Kiddo." My master who was sitting next to me replied with a warm smile.

With the way people were biding farewell to their loved ones, it felt like we were on our last voyage to heaven. I couldn't stand it, I had to throw up. I ran to the rails of the ship, with my head stretched outside the boat, I vomited what felt like my entire intestine. I was still in that position when the ship set sail. The ship jerked a little, throwing me over board all the way into the sea.

" Help! Help!! "

I knew I couldn't swim, I just kept flapping my hands on the water, screaming at the top of my voice. The ship was leaving the docks, I was still in the water, nobody could see me.

"There's a drowner!! Somebody help that boy." A lady at the docks finally saw me.

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The ship rescue team sent down a mini boat and pulled me right back up. Soaked and dripping, I was dropped at the feet of my master who had a stern look on his face. Beyond those mean brows was the caring master I knew.

"What the hell happened to you kiddo?"

"I'm sorry sir. The ship jerked, I fell."

"What were you doing there in the first place?"

"I had to throw up sir."

"Bloody hell. Why didn't you ask for a paper bag. Go and clean yourself up."

I'm very sure master said to locate the male bath, go left when you get to the end of the hallway, or did he say go right. It must be right, but was it his right or my right. I turned left, everywhere was completely dark. It must be the bath, I took off my towel, as it reached the ground, the lights were turned on. Screw me!! I was standing pants down in a room full of girls and women having a warm bath. Their giggles and laughter as I ran out of the room would definitely hunt me for eternity.

After a very cold bath -because I had no idea how to turn on the heat. I went back to my master's side. We sailed peacefully for couple hours, then the ship hit something heavy below. Then an announcement was made from the captain's deck.

"Sorry for the discomfort. We have hit something minor. We will be on our way soon."

Immediately I heard the word 'hit', what came to my head was -Titanic -hit -capsize. I jerked up from my sit screaming.

"We are going to sink! We are going to die!!"

I ran out of the cabin, to the edge of the ship and head first, I dived into the sea. When I was half way down, I remembered that I couldn't swim. Screw me!! Once again the rescue team pulled me up and dropped me at the feet of my master.

"Is there a force out there pulling you to the sea." My master asked with all seriousness.

I had no reply this time so I kept my face down. My master wasn't taking any chances of me falling into the sea again, so he tied me to the seat next to his. With the sea wind jamming me hard, and my wet clothes chilling my body, I soon fell asleep. The next time I opened my eyes our ship was under attack by some pirates that didn't look human, or alive. I looked around, I was still tied up.

"Somebody untie me!!"

Where was everybody, have they all escaped, or are they all dead. One of the pirates walked towards me. Screw me!! Play dead! I tilted my head, with tongue out I closed my eyes. I heard the pirate's footsteps stop in front of me. Next thing I know, I was high up in the air, with feet dangling. I opened my eyes and it was directly opposite the pirates eye. One of his eyes had a hole through which I could see everything happening at his back. His large hands were around my neck.

"Dead men tell no tales. You will be the one to tell the tale of what happened here." The pirate said staring into my eyes. I couldn't stand his glare, so I closed my eyes screaming.

"Please don't kill me! Don't kill me."

I felt my cheeks slapped repeatedly. I opened my eyes and it was my master standing in front of me and not an undead pirate.

"You have successfully embarrassed me on this journey, but it's a good thing you made it across in one piece." My master said as he untied me.

As I walked down from the ship, I was already thinking of a different means to get back home when the time comes. Nothing was going to make me travel by sea, ever again.