I stood lost in thought for a moment, picturing myself on the high seas surrounded by Swashbuckling Johnny Depp Types, finding all sorts of treasure, then I remembered I hate the long sparkly gypsey skirt look, that is not me, it would never have worked. Plus my diet is so particular they would have had to take a gourmet vegetarian chef along, and what if they tied my ankles with heavy iron chains and made me walk the plank when I refused to scrub the docks. No second thoughts, maybe not.

"Sp, Sp, wake up, you forgot your mission. Find someone who still has a dream that Santa can make come true." said a lovely,fluffy,kind Polar Bear lady, "Take it from me, a life with the Pirates is not for a Princess like you."