As the ship went away in the dark storm, Chester felt his eyes close as he hit the cold water, his body went limp and he felt a heavy weight in his chest, and soon, that weight and the coldness of the sea was replaced with a soothing warmth. Was he dying? He drifted out of consciousness as he laid there, falling towards the bottom of the sea. An arm grabbed him as he was yanked, and soon, he found himself on a sandy shore not unlike the one he had washed up on about a month ago, the one with the strangely sweet fruits.

His eyes popped open, and in front of him sat Macario on the beach, his toes in the sand. Chester hacked and wheezed, spitting up water, a few of his stitches had thorn. "T-That was one hell of a ride.." Chester asked, as he looked at Macario. "Where the hell are we?"

"Oh you ol so and so's!" a voice said from behind them. As a man in a bare torso said, patting Chester on his back "Taking a morning swim, huh? Didn't even go skinny dipping, that's against the rules, man!" the stranger said and Chester looked at him with a confused look - not irregular for the pirate.  The naked-torso man had a shark tooth in a necklace as well as several wristbands that read out words such as "Hype" and "Redical". He wore flower-painted swimming trunks and flip flops, and had navy blue trimmed shades with orange lenses, his skin was tanned and his recently shaved head was violet.

"Who are you?" Chester asked him and the man grinned. "Oh come on. It's me, your supreme partybro! Chadwick!" he shouted, as he stretched out his pinky and his thumb before wiggling his wrist, stretching out his tongue in some form of grimace. Chester was surprised.

"And you lot! YOU ARE OUR NEW PLEDGES!" He shouted and the crowd that had been rather quiet up until that point came alive and charged Chester and Macario with shark tooth necklaces, wristbands and V-neck T-shirts that were all too tight in red with black text for Macario, and the reverse for Chester, putting the shirts ontop of their regular shirts, the sheer amount of people overpowered Chester and Macario from putting them all in the morgue - or perhaps they were too shocked, or tired from almost drowning. The T-shirts read "REDICAL DREADICAL '77"

"TOTTALLY REDICAL!" Chadwick shouted as he made a howl while doing the hand thing again.

"Actually."

"REDICAL!"

"Hold on!"

"REDICAL!" The crowd shouted. "PLEDGE PARADE, PLEDGE PARADE"

"HOLD THE FUCK ON!" Chester shouted, as he looked at Macario. "Can you belive this shit?!"

"Jeez, chill Pledgie. What's your name?" Chadwick asked.

"Chester."

".. You're blonde, you're bleeding, and you look pretty strong, and you smell of alcohol and seawater. You don't happen to be the Chester who fucked up Azure and Quartz?" Chadwick asked, his voice got serious in his last few words. Chester looked him dead in the eye, before he cracked up. "Yep, wrecked those guys!"

And Chadwick smiled "Fanfucking tastic! Always hated those pricks!" He said, followed by more howling.

"Look at this, fitting in with the crowd already!" Chester added, joining in with the howling and the hand-wiggling.

"Who are you guys, anyway?" He asked.

"We're the crimson company recruits!" [Crismon Company; 2nd In command LT. Chadwick Burgundy] Chadwick said as he let out a smile. "And you, my guy, have a debt to repay! And luckily for you, all you have to do is help us school the Plant Pansies in the Verdant Camp!" 

"Till you have, you are honorary members of The Crimson Company, where Unity is Strength!" As he uttered the motto he heard a sheer, as beer was poured and mugs of it was thrown at Chester and Macario. "Dude, I like these guys." Chester told Macario with a smile.