The waves sighed as the Black Sugar roamed through them, and inside, a faint clanking echoed from the hold where Pirate Cookie had recently placed a massive treasure chest. The lid creaked open, spilling a cascade of shimmering coins onto the planked deck.

Deckhand Crabby scuttles forward, his orange shell glinting in the fading light. That was their favorite part of the day! They pull their pincers together and begin to sort the loot one by one, tapping each coin against their shell.

“Arrr… I always love this part! 73 gold doubloons, 74 gold doubloons..."