When the HELL is this photo shoot gonna be over.. I WANT TO KILL THIS LITTLE {beeeeeep} HERE!!!

The photographer takes one last snap...

Ok you are free to go.. This was the ONLY way you were EVER gonna set foot on this ship and KRONUS knew it.. Too bad he didnt tell YOU about it.. hehehe

Pesti springs to his feet and reaches for the cameraman, knocking his camera to the deck, and pitches him over the side of the ship...

SPLOOSH!!!!

Pesti dusts his hands off and turns to see that Idiotstick has gotten away from him ONCE again...

Was that NESSECARY!!! I mean for Seph's sake.. CHILL with the 'TUDE man...

Shadda... Nevermind.. done got in trouble for that one once... Damnit all to hell... Ok lets go where would YOU hide you little wimp???

Well, personally I would exit the damn ship, but seeing as thats NOT an option... I would go down below decks and find a good spot to ambush you...

I knew i kept you around for SOMETHING...

Like you could do WITHOUT me...

Pesti wanders off into the ship insearch of Idiotstick once again...

A few minutes later, below decks,
Idiotstick has found himself a NICE place to ambush Pesti from and is just getting settled in when he hears the tell tale sound of a man argueing with HIMSELF...

Yeah.. so this looks like a good spot eh?

Yeah.. perfect the galley is ALWAYs the best place lots of weapons in reach...

Idiot looks around and sees that is exactly where he is...

And i chose this place for what reason??

He jumps down and grabs a largish pot and climbs back to his spot...

Outside of the room where Idiot awaits him,
PEsti stops and once again has a conversation with himself...

So.. you think he would be right around here...

Yeah..someplace near the galley... I would bet my {beep} that he is in that closet right there...

Pesti points to the closet in the hall...

In that very same closet,
Idiotstick sighs to himself.

(thinking)
oO(Damnit... WHY did i choose a CLOSET!!! I could have been up on DECK where there is room to MOVE!! and i picked a POT!! This guy has a head like steel and i chose a POT!!!)Oo

He leans back and awaits the coming beating...

Back out in the Hall,
Pesti is leaned against the wall, picking his fingernails with a butcher knife. Humming to himself...

Ya know.. I think i am NOT gonna trap him in this closet.. I perfer.. A .. FAIR fight...

Yeah.. we are gonna go up top... Get some SUN .. and WAIT on ya..

Pesti stands up straight again and jams the knife he was playing with into the door lock...

But I didnt say ANYTHING aobut how long i wanted to be alone up there.. have fun getting out...

Pesti turns and walks out of the galley, and heads up to the MAIN deck...

...This was never finished... My computer died that night..