The sudden boost of speed by the ship allowed the crew to lose the crowd following them, which ant that as they followed Bob's directions, they ended up being the first ones to find the ore, with no one in sight to compete with them. That was fortunate.
After using the licence to ensure they could dig in this area, the crew imdiately got to work,drilling through the ground, reaching for the ore. They didn't have much ti. A massive wooden ship out in the middle of nowhere wasn't exactly inconspicuous.
Jack kept lookout, just in case anything unexpected happened, or so competitor showed up. To his imnse surprise, nothing happened. Within a few minutes they found the ore, though the entire deposit was about the size of a large fries from WacDonalds.
"Well, that was easy," said Monk, the bear cub who had been silent recently.
As the universe had just been waiting for him to speak, the sky suddenly changed colors, attracting everyone's attention. A large, magenta teor shot through the air, its familiar aura raining down on the planet, as it attracted everyone's attention.
"That's not ore, that's refined tal, ready to be used," Ollie exclaid in shock.
"Boys, it doesn't count as mining as long as we catch it in the air," Jack exclaid, and jumped back onto his ship, imdiately taking flight. He gave the first chunk of ore to Bob, after putting away the taxable amount, of course.
Like a rocket, they blasted off the surface of the planet and aid for the shooting star. Jack, for a mont, couldn't help but think back to that one shooting star that had started it all. Then he thought about how, back then, he too had said sothing careless. Now he couldn't bla a random wish for everything that happened subsequently, but one could not ignore the similarity between his current situation, and what happened back then.
Could Monk's words really have raised a flag? For a mont, Jack's belief wavered. But then he shook his head. No, it was impossible. He didn't believe in flags. It was pure happenstance.
"Captain, other ships have been detected targeting the shooting star," Ollie said, reporting from the crows nest.
"Boys, I'm going to be honest, I'm not sure what the rules are about aerial combat here. There's a chance we might end up in jail for this, but, no matter what, we have to get our hands on that shooting star!"
Instead of being intimidated by the threat of imprisonnt, the crew seed excited by the notion of fighting for treasure.
Jack also stopped worrying about the consequences. He was sure there was so leeway or diplomatic immunity that they were afforded. More importantly, no one stopped him or told him otherwise, so technically speaking the bla wasn't on him.
Feeling a tinge of excitent about taking his new and improved Jolly Rancher into battle, Jack began flapping his wings, allowing his fairy dust to fall onto the ship, transforming it.
For a split second he was distracted. Even Jack felt a trace of pity for Z. The poor kid wanted cool transformations and multiple attack forms so bad, but even his ship already had multiple forms, while he was still struggling to create his own. Truly was a pity.
The sails of the Jolly Rancher transford, turning into wings that mimicked Jacks, while a faint, glimry sheen covered the ship, similar to his fairy dust. With a clap of thunder the Jolly Rancher seed to teleport, ripping through the air and appearing right beside the shooting star.
Jack couldn't leave the helm, so Longbeard used his beard like a lasso and grabbed the prize right out of the air.
That… that was definitely new. Did the beard grow longer when Longbeard flung it out?
Before Jack could figure out the answer, a number of ships - in the design or regular planes or spaceships, not like the Jolly Rancher - managed to reach, and surrounded them.
"Hand over the prize and I'll leave you with a full corpse," soone shouted from one of the ships, disdain dripping from the voices. He genuinely seed to think that such a threat would work, for he then waited for Jack to hand over the item instead of attacking directly.
Yet upon hearing the threat, instead of cowering or feeling angry, Jack actually felt excited.
"He said the thing!" Jack exclaid, before ramming the Jolly Rancher right into his ship like a battering ram.
"Courting death!" he roared when he saw Jack make a move. Unfortunately, what the unnad scrub did not know was that he was the one courting death.
"Bob, let them know who this prize belongs to!" Jack said.
Bob, with a smirk, as if he knew this would happen, cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and then yelled.
"Ah - fools most fragrant with folly! Before you stands not a man, not a myth, but a fairy! A maelstrom in mortal flesh! Behold! Captain! Jack! Yes, that Captain jack! The one whose shadow frightens storms into silence, whose glare has shattered oaths and lted arrogance like wax beneath the noon sun!
"Dost thou, perchance, wish for death? You dare unsheathe defiance? Against him? Were the two Gravity Eels, turned to gold while still living, their writhing pain forever immortalized in their figures, that pull the ship, too warm a sight for you? Or perhaps you too wish to decorate his vessel with your mortal bodies turned to gold?
"Oh, how brave you are, oh how brilliantly dood! For you stand before a legend draped in leather and-"
"Oh shut up!" roared a Beast as he quickly pulled his ship back. The Jolly Rancher had directly ripped through its first target without slowing in the slightest. What happened to those on the ship was anybody's guess, for they were too busy pulling back from the ship to pay attention to that. Amidst the critical life and death mont, where they were now facing a foe much stronger than they anticipated, hearing an over the top speech was extrely grating.
Unfortunately for them, interrupting said speech would result in a far worse outco than re distraction, as they would soon co to learn.
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