Luckily, Fay had been the morning announcement reader last Thursday. She knew exactly which button to push on the microphone to make sure she would be heard by the entire school.
\n\tShe took a deep breath and pushed the yellow button. \u201cAHOY YOU GOOGLE-EYED SCUMSUCKERS!\u201d Fay hollered into the microphone in her deepest voice. She sneaked a peek at the bony pirate in the hall. He looked startled, like a deer in headlights. Fay smiled.<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cTHIS IS THE GHOST OF DAVY JONES!\u201d she continued. \u201cYOU KNOW WHO I AM! I\u2019M THAT DUDE THEY NAMED THE LOCKER AFTER!\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\tThere were frantic footsteps in the hallway, and loud exclamations as the pirates tried to make sense of the mystery voice.<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cYOU CROSS-EYED BOOGERHEADS!\u201d Fay bellowed into the microphone. \u201cDIDN\u2019T YOU HEAR THAT BELL? IT\u2019S MORALLY IMMORAL TO MAKE CHILDREN STAY AT SCHOOL AFTER THAT BELL RINGS! YOU BETTER LET\u2019EM OUT NOW, OR I\u2019LL HAUNT YOU AND HAUNT YOU UNTIL YOUR BOAT SINKS FASTER THAN THE TITANIC!\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\tMore muttering in the hallway.
\n\t\u201cWhat\u2019s th\u2019Titanic?\u201d said a gnarly pirate voice.<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cTa\u2019 heck if I know,\u201d replied the unmistakable, but slightly nervous, voice of Yellow Tooth, \u201cbut it don\u2019t sound pretty. Hanky, Buttercup…let these guppies outa\u2019 here. They\u2019d have made lousy recruits anyways.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\tThere was running and cheering in the hallway, as all one-hundred and fourteen students of Elbow Harbor Elementary, minus Fay and Barnaby, streamed from their classrooms and out of the building. Judy Fipple carefully stood Mr. Officer up on her way out.<\/p>\n
\n\tFay heaved a big sigh, and peeked over the edge of Mr. Squibbly\u2019s desk, while she waited for the right moment to sneak out and blend with the rest of the kids. Her feeling of relief was, unfortunately, short-lived.<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cMy dad\u2019s gonna sue your pants off!\u201d came a whiny voice from the hallway outside Mr. Squibbly\u2019s office.<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cBlimey Yeller!\u201d exclaimed Buttercup, the bony pirate. \u201cIf\u2019n it ain\u2019t one o\u2019them brats what knows Cap\u2019n Arg!\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cAnd yer\u2019 gonna help us find the Cap\u2019n,\u201d said Scratchy, the red-haired pirate. \u201cAren\u2019t ya\u2019? So\u2019s we can make a new anchor outa\u2019 him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\tFay peeked over the desk. Yellow Tooth had Barnaby in the air by the shirt collar, as several members of his grimy crew pointed and chuckled.<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cAnd you know what?\u201d cried Barnaby. \u201cYou\u2019re not gonna like having your pants sued off! And you know what else? You stink! And you\u2019re stupid! You really thought that wasn\u2019t a ghost, didn\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cThought what was a ghost?\u201d growled Yellow Tooth.<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cThat voice,\u201d cackled Barnaby, still suspended by his shirt collar. \u201cYou dummy! That was Fay LaFarge talking on Mr. Squibbly\u2019s microphone! You\u2019re not as dumb as a post, you\u2019re dumber!\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cNo Hootsman,\u201d hissed Fay, desperately fearing her cover had been blown. \u201cYou\u2019re dumber.\u201d <\/p>\n
\n\tMaybe the pirates didn\u2019t even know who Mr. Squibbly was. Maybe they still wouldn\u2019t find her. Maybe…there wasn\u2019t the blade of a cutlass pointing right at her nose. But there was.<\/p>\n
\n\t\u201cWell well,\u201d said Yellow Tooth in a slow, ugly drawl. \u201cLooks like we found Davy Jones. And he ain\u2019t even in his locker!\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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