Simon was a pirate out on a mission for the king. He was to gather a mermaid, which he was ninety-nine percent sure wasn't true, and bring it back to the king as a trophy.

He lowered his net into the water, sitting on a stool because he expected nothing to get caught in the net. That's until he felt a tug and some frantic rustling. He jerked up, looking over the edge of the ship. His eyes widened as he called over one of his teammates, Soap. "Soap! Bloody hell!" He growled.

Soap sauntered over, looking over the edge. He scoffed, looking at Simon. "Well, get the poor thing up up 'er!" He yelled, grabbing the net with Simon.