Jolly Well - Pirate!England(?)

                                    

                                          
"____-" 
                          
"C'mon, Cap'n, I even build a big ship for you!" 
                          
"That doesn't even look like a ship, it's just a-" before he could finish his sentence, you pulled him down with you on the said ship. 
                          
"Shhhhh 'else I'll throw you off the ship and leave you all alone. You don't want to swim for ages in the sea now, do you?" 
                          
"_____, I-" 
                          
"It took me hours to force you to wear your badarse-not-so-badarse clothes and I tried very, and I mean very hard to build this entire ship, Cap'n!" 
                          
"Seriously, love, do please stop cutting me off and-" 
                          
"Besides, we're on our quest to find the treasure chest!" you said, enthusiastic. 
                          
"What do you mean by 'treasure'?" he sighed, finally manage to said one whole sentence. 
                          
You pointed at the food in the form of a paste or solid block made from roasted and ground cacao seeds in a small plastic jar. 
                          
"Are you serious, _____-"
                          
"Of course I am, Cap'n! That's the most precious treasure everyone in the whole world desires!" 
                          
"Please, love, I've-"
                          
"And then we-" he clamped your mouth with his hand before you could go on any further. 
                          
"First off, stop cutting my words off over and over again! Second, this is not a ship, it's a bean bag! And last of all, this is a pirate costume and that is certainly not a treasure at all! It's Nutella!"
                          
You blinked at him, then slowly sobbed. Arthur let out a string of curses under his breath, pulling his palm away from you. "Bollocks, _____! I'm sorry!" 
                          
"I just want to play 'Pirate' with you! Meanie! Bad cook! Your arse smells like a dead chupacabra! Drop dead, Arthur!" you ran away, leaving Arthur sighing loudly on the bean bag, trying to figure a way out to stop your sulking mode. 
                          
. . . . 
                          
"Love?" 
                          
"My name's _____, you fartbag!"
                          
Arthur sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "______, I brought you something,"
                          
Silence replied him, and Arthur went on. "It's a pirate book you know. 'Pirate Haiku'. The one you wanted so much," 
                          
The door slowly creaked, and your hand came in sight, indicating him to hand you the said book which he gladly handed it to you. 
                          
"Now get out of the storeroom to the daylight before you look like Ellie Goulding hasn't comb her hair since a decade ago," 
                          
"Fine," you snapped. "At least I still have pretty hair," you crossed your arms, walking out of the room.
                          
"Final-bloody-ly," he caught up to you. "Up for a 'Pirate' game?" 
                          
"Oh would I?" you eyes twinkled, back to your normal self, much to the Brit's delight. "And we'll definitely read 'Pirate Haiku', won't we?" 
                          
"Abso-bloody-lutely!" 
                          
(Managed to write a few chapters in the weekend. Probably because I finished all of my homework sooner just so I could write lots of chapters for you beloved readers. Four is a good number, isn't it? Four chapters in one weekend, guess that's good enough...well..for me...anyways! Enjoy this one, fellow readers!
                          
Note : Pirate Haiku is an actual book. Written by New York Times Bestselling Author, Michael P. Spradlin.)