ChocolateThe Pirate with a Scarf walked onto the wooden deck. All the pirates seemed in a good mood, either chatting or racing beetles. The Pirate who liked Kittens and Sunsets was steering the boat, and the Pirate Captain was looking at a map that looked like the right half of Africa and a bit of Asia. That should be an interesting adventure.
"Good morning Captain." The Captain turned and smiled. "Well, good morning yourself," he replied.
"Everyone looks to be in good spirits," the Pirate with a Scarf commented.
"Well, almost everyone, Number Two." The Pirate with a Scarf gave him a look. Everyone looked happy on the ship, who could be upset? "It seems like Surprisingly Curvaceous Pirate is having one of his 'moody days' again."
The Captain turned to look at his second in command. "It's the darnedest thing, Number Two. It seems like every month, around the same time, he just gets in a fowl mood and stays in his room all day. If anyone tries to talk to him, they usually get an earful of yelling
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