Once the first rifle shot killed a pirate, the others retreated, running quickly through the sand. It seemed the ship had disappeared, along with the rest of the crew.
The Lieutenant blinked, before speaking again. "Pirates? Pirates!? You drained our engines for pirates!? Damn it, Fluffy! Give us a warning first. And what do you mean "high-tech weaponry"?"
The boat had retreated to the pirate's hideout, and the massive raccoon reported to HIS commander, a normal sized, muscular bear. The bear said nothing, but kept his brow furrowed, as the raccoon explained all that happened. After the raccoon finished, the bear stood, and looked up at the sky. "So, they've finally come back for me?"