Author's Note

[Safe for Woona] [Suggestive Language]
Contains: [Luna/Pip] [Questionable Fantasies/Intentions]
By: Flutterpony

Learn to talk like a pirate.

Steel by Flutterpony

"Hoof over the booty or taste steel, wee lass!"

The enchantment on the foal's wooden sword would have fooled anypony but the princess who cast it and the colt who'd seen her do it. For more than Pip's amusement, Luna let herself believe it was a true forged blade, and she gasped.

"Nay, dashing scoundrel, slit not my gizzard, but of booty I have none. Say you'll spare me, I beg!" Luna had become quite good at imitating the mannerisms of her friend Fluttershy so that her plea sounded convincingly weak and distressed. The mare let herself believe she was indeed powerless.

"Why should I let ye live?" Pip smirked and pressed the tip of the gleaming blade to her throat.

Luna gulped and felt herself sweat.

"I--" she pretended to be reluctant, but couldn't help blushing, secretly hoping that the little pirate would accept her proposal, "I offer you my life in servitude."

"Maybe I can find a use for ye on board." He placed his cutlass in his scabbard. "Can ye sew?"

Luna shook her head, ears folded back.

"Can ye cook, clean, or mend?"

"I am naught but an untrained lass." She shook her head again. "Pity me."

"If that be the case, 'tis time I test ye as a companion at sea."

Luna's heart raced, wishing he'd say it. Oh, pillage my loins, thou Knave!

"Let's see how well ye handle me dice."

"RAVISH M--I mean, yes. Let's play with your di--dice."