Just Outside School Gates [all day]

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Barbossa still had a boat, the Heidy Ho III.

Barbossa still had his parasol umbrella to keep him from getting wet. The rain would remove that all-important layer of grime he had going.

Most importantly, Barbossa had a plan. And a sign.

Barbossa's Boatin'!
Helpin' t' get ye around Fandom without drownin'
fer mostly reasonable rats rates!!!!

Singin' be extra!

He didn't mention that he would be singing and they would be paying him to stop.

He put on his most innocent expression--which wasn't terribly innocent--and practiced yowling singing opera as he waited for customers to slog on up.

The two squirrels already in the stern wearing little striped costumes like gondoliers rolled their eyes.

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Jude blanched a little as he dug in his pockets, pulling bills and change from four or five different ones, counting out his meager funds and still a couple bucks short.

"Uh . . . I'll give you a milkshake on the house next time you're in?" he offered.

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"Wit' rum?" Barbossa countered. "I can bring me own."

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"Whatever frys your bacon, bro."

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"I be not wantin' bacon in th' shake," Barbossa decided, "but bacon on th' side would be all right."

He held out his hand. "We be havin' an accord."

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Jude shook on it. "I work Thursdays and Saturdays, bro."

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"I be seein' ye soon, then," Barbossa promised, rowing off.