Joy woke up when an evil Red Pirate crashed through the door of her cabin and hit the other side of the cabin with force.
She turned in her bed, and opened her eyes.
The Red Pirate ignored her and rushed back out.
There was noise of fighting outside.
She sighed and sat up.
I could understand how tired she was. She had been awake during the previous day’s adventure, and then kept herself busy for fifteen more hours until she just recently fell asleep. Dragon Father had appeared just moments ago and was immediately attacked by the dangerous Red Pirates, trying to take over the ship.
Joy stood up with a sigh and walked out, hardly putting one leg in front of the other.
On the deck, ten Red Pirates were assaulting Dragon Father, who was fighting them with a sword, and a dozen more were scattered all across the ship.
“Morning, Dad,” she said hoarsely.
“You’re a late sleeper!” he said as he jumped on a rope that fell on the mast and swung on it for a few meters.
Dragon Little ignored everything around her, went to the plank, and climbed on it. She walked to the edge, even as her father, two swords in his hands now, fought two pirates on each side of him.
She lowered her pants and panties, bent over the end of the plank, and peed into the ocean.
“Joy! How many times do I need to tell you! Don’t do that in public!”
“I have to go!” She stood up and dressed again. “There! I’m done.”
Dragon Father leapt onto the roof of Dragon Little’s cabin, escaping four Red Pirates and surprising another on the roof.
“Could use a little help here,” he said.
Dragon Little was walking back to her cabin, legs hardly moving, head down, half asleep. “You’re fine. I’m out.”
The last thing she said before she disappeared into her cabin was, “Don’t wake me up.”
She entered her bed and was immediately asleep. The fighting continued without her.
—Told by The Red Dragon