Chester was reading the very long article that lawyers had presented him with. Most of the words he didn’t even know. 

“Due to admissible evidence, the Quartz Company Lawyers have affirmed that Mr. Arnold is fit to reprimand any and all damages caused to Boss Goldenrod property with monetary compensation.” Chester read out loud, mispronouncing Admissible as “Admishable”, and struggling with comprehending the meaning of it all. He had been sitting there for a little over an hour at this point, but it felt more like it had been almost a year.

The Lawyers looked stoic upon him. While Chester winched his eyebrows, looking up at them, them back down to the paper, then back up to them and the sweat started beading on them. He raised his hand. “I really don’t understand what you want from me.”

“We want you to sign and acknowledge that you’ve been served and we shall then await payment in full, if you cannot pay, you will be handed over to the proper authorities and work off your debt to the Quartz Company. In short, Mr. Pirate, you will work for us.”

“Uh-huh. That can’t be good.” Chester mentioned, putting the piece of glass closer to his face and looking closer at the paper. “What’s this in the fine print? I can’t quite make it out.” Chester questioned, and Guldheim peered over him. “That’s what will happen if you do not comply. Your sentence and your debt will double.”

“Wait. You mean, if I don’t pay, I have to pay you twice as much?”

“Correct.”

“That’s a scam.” Chester blatantly responded, continuing reading, a bottle by his side that he took a swig from from time to time. He finally approached the ending of the scroll, the rest of it was in a big heap behind him at this point. “Hereby, I, Chester B. Scumbag Arnold that I understand and agree with the terms of this contract, in the interest of not pursuing future legal retaliation from the Quartz company.” He read out loud, as he saw where he was supposed to sign. “But, that’s a lie. I don’t understand.” He cried. Then he heard a canon go off in the distance. The siege of the castle was still underway and he looked at the lawyers and his look changed.

“Y’know what’s funny? I kind of just realized something.” Guldheim raised his eyebrow. “What’s that, Chester?” The cold lawyer queried and Chester scoffed. “I’m a pirate. I don’t give a shit about the law. And I have a war to win. My soldiers need me.” The Pirate said as he climbed to his feet and Guldheim was about to pop a blood vessel in his face. Chester ripped the contract into pieces and began walking away, towards the battle field as the lawyers all jumped past Guldheim, coming at him with their weapons in hand. 


“These are the mighty Law Warriors for the Quartz Company, you cannot escape the law, Piratescum!” Guldheim shouted as the 4 warriors lunged at Chester, whom could feel them approaching through the air, sidestepping one of their blades, ducking as the second one fired his two pistols, flipping his now empy bottle and flicking at the third guy - armed with nunchucks, and the fishman he fell backwards onto his hands, kicking his feet up, kicking the fishman mid air, into a nearby building. He rolled backwards up onto his feet and knocked the first two lawyers together, knocking them out while the glass bottle exploded in the last guy’s face, making him crawl on the ground with glass  in his face. Chester plucked the last of the glass shards out of his face, as he walked towards Guldheim whom was now both terrified and insanely pissed off. “H-How dare you! The might of the law will crush you, y-you vagabond! You weasle! You.. Wellpap!” 

“.. Wellpap?” Chester questioned and Guldheim let out a roar in frustration, lunging at Chester with his pocket knife, Chester easily outmaneuvered him and smashed his knuckles into Guldheim’s face, forcing him to the ground, the sand dusting all around them as the lawyer was knocked out. 

He would have to get to the palace. Everyone was waiting on him.