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[06 Feb 2008|12:30pm] |
Who: Drake and OTA
Where: The deck of the King’s Ransom
When: Sometime just after Noon
The wind and light rain cascaded over Drake’s body as he danced along the edge of the ship fearlessly; they were still rising into the air as they crossed over the English Channel and the feral mutant was in a playful mood. He did cartwheels and one-armed stands on the ship’s edge as he laughed and danced and then, someone yelled ‘Give us a song, Mate!’. Drake’s hazel eyes almost glowed and he grinned so wide that his canines threatened to grow to lethal proportions.
“Oy! I think I can do that!”, he chuckled, rubbing his chin. “Let’s all get in the mood for Hawaii wif a little ditty by the great Don Ho!”. A small group of rowdies cheered him on.
There were no ukeles aboard, but a guitar started playing and Drake began a comical dance along the edge of the ship as he sang…
“Tiny bubbles in the wine,
Make me happy, make me feel fine,
Tiny bubbles make me warm all over
With a feeling that I'm gonna
Love you 'til the end of time.
So here's to the golden moon,
And here's to the silver sea,
But most of all a toast to you and me
Tiny bubbles in the wine,
Make me happy, make me feel fine,
Tiny bubbles make me warm all over
With a feeling that I'm gonna
Love you 'til the end of time.
So here's to the ginger lei
I give to you today
And here's a kiss that will not fade away.
Tiny bubbles in the wine,
Make me happy, make me feel fine,
Tiny bubbles make me warm all over
With a feeling that I'm gonna
Love you 'til the end of time.”
When he finished, he did a backflip that looked like it was going to send him over the side of the ship, but he caught the ship’s edge with his hands and propelled himself to the middle of the deck and landed on his feet to take his bows before his friends who were laughing and clapping.
After his rowdy friends scurried off to their duties, he looked around and quietly walked over to one of the propeller shafts and opened a panel, lifting out a bottle of beer and twisting off the top. He strolled back over to the edge of the ship and leaned back taking a long drink, “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Crikey…’at’s good!”.
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