“Stupid Billy making me do stupid work…” Lefty groaned as he was sweeping the deck, a difficult task for one with only one hand. “Ray at least helped if it was late at night.” The mouse sighed as he looked at Bill standing there proud. Now he did not have to work as hard on the Felicia when he was the first mate. Lefty moved his eyes to the other crew members, they all had the same expression. Things had changed so much the last three years. Oliver Loran was gone, now Ray was too.
“Get back to work!” Bill commanded tired. “I need my beauty sleep!”
Lefty glared and wanted to snap back something, but kept quiet. The mouse’s eyes suddenly widened when a shadow moved behind Bill. “What?” The lizard asked and watched the brown mouse let go of the mop so it fell onto the planks of the deck. “You lazy-” Bill stopped when he felt som