We got into the boat that Lief had arranged for us. It was small, leaky, and splintery. Chia stopped us and told us that we needed to wait for a few minutes.
Five minutes later, the boat had transformed into a large, clogged, dreamboat. The only downside of it was that it was pink, but hey, when a female is fixing your boat for you, you know you gotta leave it how it is.
Olaf stepped aboard the boat and sniffed. "Ah, this is nice," he said. "I shall christen thee...."
"Chia II."
CHia slapped him across the face.
"Don't name things after me, you pig!" she roared.
"Chia III, then?" he asked.
"Much better," she said, turning and striding off to another part of the boat.
To be continued...
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