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Chloe Cutlass: The Demon Pirate Queen
Chapter 86: An Unlucky Bastard

Chapter 86: An Unlucky Bastard

"Now my life finally makes sense," Vinnie the Eel said, looking up at his mother, the goddess of storms. "But I wish it didn't."

Electra merely smirked with her ruby red lips.

"All dis time, I thought my parents were of dis world. And dat somewhere they were waiting to find me. But no, I'm just a product of fling from a bored goddess."

Vinnie the Eel rose to his feet, refusing to meet her eyes of emerald fire. He slowly turned his back to her. "I've been unlucky since birth and I've had to fight for every little piece o' meat I've had."

"My friends and most trusted allies," he said. "Barney, Koko...my whole pirate crew. In da end, I led them the wrong ways in life. Musta been the unluck of being a bastard child."

All of Vinnie's allies all widened their eyes as the gangster lifted his hand to his head. It transformed into one of his killer watt eels which surged with electricity and currents of a thousand charges. "Dis..." he said, "Ends now."

Before anyone could utter a word, Vinnie felt the tug of a hand beneath him. It pulled at his shin. He turned around, tears streaming down his face and saw who it was.

"Monica..." he said softly.

Monica, though she had been a bit singed by Electra's attack, was still looking more beautiful than ever. Her chocolate brown eyes gazed at him warmly as she placed a hand on his electric eel hand.

"What are you doing, toots?" he stammered as she slowly lowered his hand down to his waist.

Then without warning, she stood up on her toes and kissed his lips. Vinnie, contrary to his womanizing ways, had never felt the kiss of a woman since he had joined Chloe's crew. They were soft and overwhelmed his mind with a feeling of wholeness he had never felt since the departure of Koko.

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"I think, senor," she said, slowly pulling away. "That even if you've had your misfortune, I've never felt unlucky around you. Quite the opposite."

"Are you...jus' saying dat?" Vinnie asked with a high pitched squeak from his normally deep voice.

"You're certainly no spilled shaker of sea salt or a black cat fish," she chuckled. "The only thing I've had since you've joined the crew is...fun."

Vinnie sighed. Suddenly, he didn't feel his existance was so unlucky after all. "Perhaps I was rash..." he said. "I've got my new crew to live for."

"And yourself..." Monica said, nudging him in the ribs with a smile. "For with one single action, your luck can change!"

Vinnie beamed brightly. "Dats right..." he said. "With dat kiss, I'm already feeling luckier already."

His friends all cheered from the ground. Even Chloe smirked. "As badly as I wanted that kiss, Eely hands, I think you needed it more than me!"

Ramone held his hooves together and grinned. "It will be my pleasure to tailor the wedding outfits!"

"Wedding outfits?!" Vinnie and Monica screamed.

"'ow about we don't get too ahead of ourselves, matey!" Abacab roared.

"Vinnie and Moni are in luuuuuv!" Laura sang like the ecstatic child she was. "First comes love, than come marriage then the stork brings the baby in the baby carriage!"

Both of their cheeks burned a crimson red. But a deep husky voice interrupted their merriment.

"Oh this is simply lovely!" Electra said, "My baby has fallen in love."

She winked at Monica. "Let me warn you though. You're gonna have one electrifying mother in law to deal with!"

Vinnie drew his eel hands again. "Hold up!" he said, and put both feet in front of Monica. "You ain't getting anywhere near her. You may be my mother, but you sure ain't my mommy!"

"Oh?" Electra said. "I'm shocked. I really am!"

The electrical currents crackled between Vinnie's eel hands. "It's time someone taught you a lesson, 'mom'". You don't go abandoning yo' baby boy on the side of the street and show up to da hypothetical wedding expecting warm greetings."

Electra laughed coldly as she held her hand up and let a ball of electricity form in it. "Well well, I'm not even here for that anyway. I'm just here to fry some booties over my tarnished statue. And son, you'll be the one I zap first!"