The Treasure of Squeaky Toy Island
“A squeaky toy?”, Tasha asked.
“No”, Puddles said. “Looks like a bone.........no wait, two bones........and they're milk bones, and there's a dachsie skull on top of them.”
“Floating in the water?”
“Flying on the mast.”
“The Jolly Rrrrrrroger?”
“And we know what that means.”
They looked at each other, and said, “Captain Snoopy!”
Suddenly, pretty far off, came what sounded like a yip. Puddles looked out to sea, and could faintly make out what looked like another ship. And on the prow was what looked like an open-mouthed dachshund, teeth bare, tongue ready to lick to death all who got in its way.
As the ship drew closer, they could make out the silhouette of a furry dachshund, holding a round shield and sporting a pointy brass helmet adorned with some pretty big horns. As the moon poked out through the storm clouds, they could see his fur was a deep shade of red.
Tasha and Puddles looked at each other, and said, “Captain Snoopy's in trouble.”
Puddles then looked at her beer cooler, and said, “So am I. I knew I should have made deer smorgasbord!”
Trouble was putting it mildly. Aboard the Rawhide, Captain Snoopy had mustered all paws on the quarterdeck, and had doused all lights. In the gloom, he could hear the barks and howls, and fearing that Ernie the Red would follow the sound, he whispered, “Avast there mateys. He'll not find us in the dark.”
Suddenly, the Weinerking longship was bathed in orange torch glow from stem to stern. Not only could Ernie see them, they could see him.
Frankie turned to Captain Snoopy and said, “Any more bright ideas?”
“I could be wrong, you know”, Captain Snoopy answered.
From the longship, they could hear a voice bellow, “Heave to and hand over the squeky toys, or we'll board ye!”
Frankie turned to Captain Snoopy, and said, “Think he means it?”
“Nay! Hey, Ernie the Red, you can't be boardin' us!”
“Why not? The water's not so deep, and we can all swim!”
Frankie started to shake. “He's right, Cap'n.”
“Sure 'tis a bluff. If they jump in the water, their torches will go out.”
Just then, a torch came flying through the air, and landed on deck. As the crew struggled to douse the flames, Captain Snoopy yelled, “If ye burn us down, your plunder will go down with the ship, and be lost forever to Davy Bones!”
“Nay, Captain”, Ernie said. “Squeaky toys float.”
“He has a point, Cap'n”, Frankie said.
“Pipe down, or I'll clap ye in irons.”
From the Crows' Nest, navigator Muffin called out, “Land Ho!”
Everyone looked. Bowsun Frankie scowled. “Blue Platinum Rock! We've got the Wienerkings out for plunder, and the furmaids trying to lure us to certain satiation and drunkenness on the shoal. We're finished! And we'll have a terrible hangover in the morning.”
“I said Pipe down”, Captain Snoopy said. “I've got me an idea. Mateys, lend me ye floppy ears.”