Episode 7 - Arfur the Hero
24th day of January, 1640.
John La Foot came running up the narrow street leading to the warehouse where Quinn and Henry Morgan had finished gathering some supplies.
"Where's the Cap'n?" he asked, agitated.
"Over at the shipwright getting muskets 'n grenades. What's up Stinky?" enquired Morgan.
"Just 'ad word that thars a bleedin' Spanish fleet headin' fer Tortuga!" he replied "An' DON'T call me Stinky" he added defiantly, before heading over to the shipwrights.
Meanwhile, the shipwright had finished stacking the last casket of weapons before turning to Coggy and saying, "Hope ye don't mind me askin' what dis 'lil lots fer, 'cos ney ones ever spent more'n a few 'undred pesos in me shop before..." he added, with a broad grin.
"Appen I does mind!" snapped Coggy as he placed a bag full of pieces o' eight into the shipwrights hand.
"Come on Cog, I can keep a secret" replied the curious shipwright.
"Lets jus' say, folks like yew will be singin' shanties 'bout me goodself and me mates fer a long time ta come when word of our endeavours spreads," said the elusive Coggy with a wry smile.
"Coggy! Coggy!" called La Foot as he entered building.
"What be the matter, lad?" asked the Captain.
"Thars a cargo Fluyte jus' in from Havana, the crew sey's they saw a large fleet o' Spanish war ships headin' for Tortuga!" gasped the tired La Foot.
"That's all we friggin' need!" moaned Coggy to himself, "We aint got the ships ta fight off the dons at the moment"
"We can't leave Tortuga to the Spanish, Cap'n," La Foot said anxiously.
"Nay lad, we can't," replied Coggy, "Find tha others 'n tell 'em ta meet me at the Governors place in ten minutes"
"Aye aye, Sir." replied La Foot as he quickly headed back into town.
Ten Minutes Later...
Coggy, Morgan, and Quinn made thier way up to the Governors residence, quickly followed by Davey Jones and Moose.
"I's gotta warn this Gov'nor bugger o' tha impendin' invasion," said Coggy.
"Aye, but I's heard the blaggard be as yeller as the teeth of a Dutch whore, Coggy. And I don't tink 'is diplomacy will work with the dons." said Moose.
"Moose's right, Cog. The Spanish 'ave 'ad enough of Tortuga, they're commin' for a fight - not to talk" added Davey.
"Squawk-fight-the-bastid-dons-squawk" squawked Arfur the parrot in agreement.
"Hey Coggy, why's that thar sorry lookin' parrot of yer's got a leg and a wing missin'?" asked Moose, as they walked toward the mansion.
"Arrr, tis a long story, mate, but all's I can say is that thar bird saved me very life, 'e did. I 'ad me a run-in wit a British officer back in Bristol a while ago, and the bleedin' swab wus getting' tha better o' me in a duel - the blaggard caught me with 'is daughter and was kinda pissed at ol' Coggy, see." continued Cog.
"Anyhow, the git sliced at me wit 'is rapier and me poor parrot took the brunt of it, sliced off 'is wing and a leg, 'e did. Tis why I renamed 'im Arfur, for 'e be only half a bird now." explained Coggy.
"Haaarrrr, tis a fine tale ye tells, Cog," replied Moose - giving the bird a pat.
"Squawk-bleedin' English-swab-squawk" squawked Arfur.
"'Appen the poor bugger can only fly around in circles now." continued Coggy as they reached the Governors place.
Morgan knocked on the door and the five pirates waited...