Hello again. Today things escalated quickly.

Here is how it went. I was lazing about enjoying the sun on the shell of the Wrecker inspired Ivers Dream. Julius was tooling about in his Tyrant.

The Tyrant is currently shaped like a stout little caravel. Ten foot carlin, or length from fore to aft at the longest point. Five foot beam, or width at the widest point. Five foot draft, or distance between the keel and the waterline.

This makes the Tyrant an extremely stout and stable ship. Perfect for when Julius wants to launch a barrage of fireballs, or even himself at a passing flock of screeching seabirds. He really likes chasing them through the sky and setting their tail feathers on fire. He still just bumbles about with his little insect wings. So it is only when his little fluffy tail ignites, and sends him rocketing into a flock that he is any threat to the birds.

He'll normally snag one or two on each pass. Just for fun though. Julius doesn't eat meat.

Meanwhile Lena was cruising in her Mirage. The Mirage is a sleek little thing. Twelve foot carlin, three foot beam, and two foot draft. Must longer and slimmer than the Tyrant.

Gleaming blue wood and pearls reflect the sun and she makes waves and currents sweep the Mirage about the ocean. Graceful and beautiful. If she couldn't tame the waves I doubt the Mirage would handle them. As it is the water around Lenas ship is calm and flat. Truly it looked like a fairy. Flitting about a different world, and glimpsed for just a second through a mystic glass.

Anyway, the little ones were playing, I was relaxing, and all seemed right with the world.

Then the sun was blocked out. High above us there floated two large boats in the sky. Skyboats. Different from ours these had big bubbles of some kind of shiny material on either side, and caught in nets above them.

Two flags waved in the air behind them. One a deep blue with a golden series of waves upon which a silver throne rested. The other scarlet with three black triangles surrounding an identical silver throne.

As the two skyboats were passing overhead they kept together. Heading in the same direction, and with possibly the same destination.

Julius picked this moment to go rocketing at a possibly particularily insolent flock of squawking white and gray sea birds. As he passed below the skyboats a net was fired out of the red flagged one at high speeds. It swooped down and grabbed the whole flock. Julius included.

He and the panicking birds were reeled up to the skyboat and the net disappeared over the side. Shortly after, smoke and feathers started to drift behind the red flagged skyboat. I could hear panicked shouting even all the way down on the ocean. I flew up to retrieve my little trouble making companion.

When I arrived on the deck of the red flagged skyboat the whole thing was engulfed in flames. Screaming men and birds scampered and flapped about spreading chaos and fire behind them. Julius was kicking the snot out of some poor fellow with lots of shiny buttons of his jacket and a huge moustache.

Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.

On the blue flagged skyboat the gawping crew were only now springing into action. Setting little boards across the distance between the two, and urging the non-flamey red flag crew across to safety.

I scooped up Julius and leapt off of the side of the red flagged skyboat facing the blue flagged skyboat.

I was not expecting the shiny bubble to burst as I hit it. My plan was simply to bounce off and glide back down to our boats. Sadly I had failed to take Julius' avaricious nature into account. He had snatched the gem encrusted saber out of the moustache mans scabbard with his teeth as I scooped him up.

It may have looked decorative but someone had been keeping that blade very very sharp indeed. It punctured the bubble easily.

This resulted in the burning red flagged skyboat losing balance, and crashing into the poor blue flagged skyboat at its side. As we landed back on our ships I watched the two burning skyboats drift away until the ropes holding them to the bubbles burned away. They then both dropped into the ocean with a massive smash.

I was preparing to sail over to the still burning wrecks to look for survivors. When something aboard the red skyboat exploded. This explosion sent shrapnel flying in all directions, and triggered a second identical explosion from the blue skyboat.

I felt kind of bad about it but I had to put Julius in a timeout. He might have been acting in self defense but still. Destroying two skyboats, and killing everyone on board is a clear overreaction. It was clearly an accident when he was netted, and the perpetrators were way to clean to be pirates.

He sulked but he needs to learn that mayhem and slaughter are actions with consequences.

Why do I kind of feel like a hypocrite right now?

Hm, anyway, I was planning on making his favorite glowfruit and firemoss flambe tonight as a reward for not directly attacking the blue skyboat. That one was an accident, and I hate it when his ears droop like that.

Ugh, am I being to soft on him?

I say I was planning on making it because shortly after the second explosion, and Julius' timeout, more red and blue flagged skyboats showed up.

First they circled the wreckage and debris. Then they spotted us.

The started shooting glowing balls at us. When those balls hit the ocean they sent up gouts of steam and hot spray. I tucked the Tyrant and Mirage in their docking ports and had Julius and Lena mold them into spheres for ease of storage and transport.

Then I molded the Ivers Dream into a hollow sphere. I opened hundreds of holes in its sides and soon it was flooded besides a little reinforced bubble on top I had the little ones and their ships tucked into for safety. Because what I had planned was a terribly fun idea.

Now that the Ivers Dream was full of water and mostly submerged I sealed all the holes and opened a new one on the bottom. I angled the hole until it was on the far side of the sphere from the closest skyboat. Then I threw as many tingles as I could muster as fast as possible at the water inside the Ivers Dream.

The rapidly expanding steam had only one exit and as it blasted out of that exit we were launched directly into the skyboat I had aimed at. Maintaining the safety bubble we were nestled in I molded the rest of the tingle wood into tentacles and roots and grabbed on to the ship from the crater we had made in its bottom.

I crushed it. Rupturing the bubbles on the side and cutting loose the one above.

As the skyboat fell from the sky I molded all of the tentacles into one single long one. Using this I snagged another skyboat. Dragged myself up to it. And then crushed it in the same fashion.

I kept repeating this. Soon falling into a rythmn. Snag, drag, grab, crush. Snag, drag, grab, crush. So on and so forth until not a single skyboat was left.

Then I sent a blast of fire at each one of the downed skyboats as the floundered in the waves. Ivers Dream navigating between the unweildly things easily.

Like the previous ones. Once the fire reached a certain spot in the middle of the skyboat they blew up.

*POPOPOPOPOPOPOPEW*

Loads of fun that. Though Lena did send me to timeout for overreacting.

Worth it.

Then we had a small feast as we sailed away from the carnage.

All in all. I think it was a good day. Clear skies, adventure, the thrill of combat, and nobody got hurt.

Well, nobody important anyway.

Goodnight.