'Last one's almost out,' Lefty bleated.
'Har! Har! Har!' Flossie cried. 'Who needs opposable thumbs!'
'Be nice though,' Lefty said. 'Would make eating bananas easier.'
'True!' Flossie replied. 'Very partial to a banana...need to be ripe though.'
'Do we have to take the tiny pick back?' Lefty asked.
'Should do,' Flossie said, 'but then, you know, pirates and all, just thought we'd steal it.'
'Make a nice memento,' Lefty suggested.
'I thought so,' Flossie agreed. 'Was going to get some postcards but never had the time.'
'Could get Mum to make a display case for it,' Lefty continued, 'with a small engraved brass plaque.'
'Like your thinking!' Flossie replied. 'Now, are we ready to go?'
'All done and staple free,' Lefty bleated.
'Top pirating!' Flossie said. 'I can't help feeling the we've weathered the storm. Should be plain sailing from here on in. A quick dash to the Mint Sauce and we're away. They've done their worst and we've come through it. What can they possible have left to throw at us?'
'Well,' Lefty replied, '........There's that for a start!!!'
And using the tiny pick he pointed back over Flossie's tail.
Flossie turned and looked and very much to his surprise saw what appeared to be the separated head and body of Captain Bill flying towards them.
'Ah!' He just had time to say. 'See what you mean!'
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