“Ah, we have a flightless poet in our midst. Care to gander at what happens to aspirin’ poets such as yeself? WALK THE PLANK, LANDLUBBER!”

“LIES! Captain Hook is onto you, missy!”

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“And that’s exactly what LIARS would tell ya! Yer hidin’ something, aren’t ya?”

“Not in there, ya nitwit! In yer head!”

Skids off into the night like:

“I be makin’ the thirsty scallywags walk the bloody plank!”

“That’s DOCTOR Hook to you. Welcome to your prostate exam!”

“It be dipped in sea water. Savvy?”

“Grab me harpoon, Mr. Smee!”

Hasn’t heard a peep out of Tinkerbell as of late. “@iMrSmee, has Pan’s pixie friend been seen lately?”

“Mermaids be bad omen in these shores,” the large harpoon fumbled within his grip and fell to the deck floor. “Curse me only hand!” He swiped the weapon off the ground and readied his aim. “State your plea!”

“HALF mermaid??” her statement caught him off guard and the harpoon slipped from his weakened grips. Thunk, metal smacked against wooden flooring. Swarms of ideas and conspiracies engulfed his thoughts, and he could only respond in dumbfounded fashion. “What!?”

“HALF MERMAID? WHERE? HOW?”

His hand smacked and ran down his expression. This was too much, it was taboo for such a union, and Hook was flabbergasted beyond belief. “Hang on, me spawn of a child. Who be your mother?”

“Why haven’t we thought of this before, Smee??”

“IT’S THE BLOODY CROCODILE, SMEE!!!!!!”

“What in blazes is going on here?? I’m gone for a minute and me ship crew be dancin’ like bloody fairies!”