TTT looked at the map and nodded in agreement, it was easy rum, and he really found terrorizing people fun.<br/>"Good plan mam, I'll go tell the crew."  TTT walked out of the room, entering the cabin room and seeing that one of the boys, the read headed Albert, was still laying in his hammock, TTT pulled out a pistol from his coat and shot the string, causing Albert to drop to the floor.<br/><br/>"Alright you worthless bags of meat!  You've got orders from the Captain and she isn't happy!  We're sailing for a rum raid, so anyone who isn't at their post in one minute will not only be whipped into shape, but get to clean up the drunken party we will have after the raid!  Do I make myself clear!"  The men were already running out the door and TTT had to follow them out onto the deck to finish his pep talk, to which he got a resounding chorus of "Yes!"<br/><br/>TTT had a sly smile on his face as he came up to the steering wheel.  That was his favorite part of the job.