Chapter 5: Da Plan
The next morning, George and his new crew met up under the bridge of Port Royal. George didn't like the dock. He said it was too wooden. The fancy british dude didn't like the idea, complaining zat it was "too wet"
"Nonzenze!" George said. "Wet is only a point of view! Like bananaz!
i wantz a bananaz..."
"Shut up you scum! Just tell us what you want from us!" Brit boy said, scratching his knee.
George stared at him in awe. "Hehe... Brit guy scratching his knee.. iz gon call you... Britney!"
Britney slapped George's face. "Just shut it and tell us what you want you noob!"
"Be nice!" The girl said.
"I want a banana! I also want you! I iz gon call you Banana!" George said. Then, pointing to the old drunk, he said. "You iz named Brandy!"
The crew looked at George, wondering what the heck they had gotten themselves into.
"Okzerz! Nowz on to ze plan n stufz!" George said, acting hyper as always. "mmkz, so whatz we is gon do iz, we gon go to teh Rowdy Rooster, and raid all of their---"
Anton punched George, giving him a bloody nose. "Dear God you idiot! Remember? The Lost Burrito? The amazingly delicious purty awesome Mexican Cuisine?"
George looked at Anton blankly, the bruise on his face swelling.
"Oh!! You meanz teh nom nom nom burrito that gives you teh ultimate tooty toot?"
"....sure..." Anton said.
"Okayz, so wez iz gonna go onto the floating wooden thingee, and go across the big liquid bowl with all the floating rocks and see if we can run into teh Mexican food thing."
" *hic* I like this *hic* guy." Brandy said. "Short sweet and to the *hic* point!"
"You idiot!" Britney said. "Thats no plan at all!"
"I personally think that George is a genius, and is going in the right direction," Banana said flirtatiously.
George stared at Banana, looking at the little stain on her sleeve. He had no clue why he was staring at it, but he had seen a lot of people look at the purty girl somewhere when they liked her. George liked bananas... and Banana. So he thought it would look smart if he looked at her sleeve.
"Guh, stuf? Wut? K. So, I tinkz dat we should let Anton, the uber awesome cool magical lady bug thing do the thinking, cuz I is ---George knocked on his head, which made a hollow echoing noise--- a noob!
Anton marched into the middle of the group. "ALRIGHT MEN, and Banana, TOMORROW AT DAWN, WE WILL SET SAIL ON GEORGE'S LIGHT SLOOP, THE... whats it called again boy?
"Its a junk!" George said with delight.
"You mean the Asian ship?"
"nonononono, tiz just a junk. or was it a piece of junk? Yupz, the person called it a piece of junk. its name iz teh Barnacle Brig."
"....ok.... So tomorrow, we set sail on the Barnacle Brig at dawn. I guess our only lead is to search all those islands out there for the Burrito. BE THERE OR I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND KEEEL YOOUUU! kthxbye."
"So you want us to go sail the seven seas on this noob's piece of junk for a piece of food, with no lead at all, just like that?" Britney said.
"I'll follow George." Banana said.
"*hic* Sounds good to me! *hic*" Brandy said.
"Arrg, just meet here tomorrow..." Anton said. They agreed, and began to leave. George yelled goodbye's after them.
"Byebyez Brandy! Byebyez Banana! Byebyez Britney!"
In the distance, Britney cursed George for being such an idiot, but George's noob mind didn't process it.