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[ ah yes the mighty historical pirates of assassin's creed ]

          "Seagulls."

Ben grimaces, turning to stab another man in the stomach, while Anne flipped one over her, jabbing her cutlass into his chest and pulling it out. "It's not about that, Anne. I think I wanna--" He's cut off by a man trying to shoot him, Anne groans, not sure she wants to hear the rest of the conversation. It was probably something stupid anyway, she thinks, slicing at a man's neck and watching him drop. Ben was getting frustrated, and furiously stabbed his sword into a man's chest, letting him fall. "Anne," he says, grabbing at her arm and pulling her closer, "Marry me!" Anne's heart flutters wildly at those words, watching Ben reach down to get his sword from the fallen enemy's body and staring at her. He wants an answer, but Anne really wants an explanation. They were basically in the middle of a battle, for fuck's sake! "Are you serious, Benjamin?!" she yells, bringing her cutlass around to slice another man's neck open, then quickly turning back to him. He nods, a wild smile on his face. "What's yer choice, Anne, yes or no?" he asks, a hand on her shoulder. In the midst of this battle, all of the crew of the Ambrosia are put to battle, fighting off muliple Navy men, and the captain looks over in time to see the two smiling and staring at each other. He pulls out his flintlock and fires at a man who was coming up behind Anne, returning to his own battle up near the wheel. The two immediately look up at the short blonde, Anne yelling at him. "Christian--" Ben's face screws into a look of confusion. He wasn't a choice--? "Marry us!" The young Captain doesn't even miss a beat, fighting with one of the men and elbowing him in the face, using his own sword to skewer him. "Kinda busy at th' moment!" he yells back, trying to regain his balance after the ship bounces in a wave, making him unbalanced for a few seconds. "CAP'N, NOW IS BASICALLY TH' ONLY CHANCE!" Anne yelled, Ben raising an eyebrow at her, it was impressive and kinda hot. Christian rolls his eyes, reloading his pistol as fast as he could before someone could attack him. Why the fuck not, he thought. "DEARLY BELOVED," he screeched, dodging an attack, then brought the butt of the man's sword up to bash him in the face. "We are gathered here t'day t' witness these two lovers be joined in holy matrimony!" The young man sent a look over to the couple, but before continuing, watched as they simultaneously took down two men, before they looked up at the tiny pirate. "D' yew, Benjamin Hornigold, take Anne Bonny t' be yer wife?" Another man was cut down. "Aye!" Ben howled, keeping his eyes on her. Anne smiled. "An' Anne! D' you-- fuck!" Christian was interrupted by a man grabbing his arm, so he put out his hidden blade and stabbed the man through the bottom of his jaw. This time he sped up his speech. "Anne Bonny, d' ya take Benjamin Hornigold t' be your husband?" Anne sighed, mewling out a sharp, "Yes!" Benjamin's smile grew wide. Christian groaned, they were too love sick. It took them all a moment to realize all of the Navy-men were eliminated, they were all staring at eachother. Christian sheathed his swords and gun. "Well...I now pronounce ya husban' an' wife. Go ahead an' kiss or somethin'." Anne stood for a few moments before dropping her weapons and quickly grabbing Benjamin, dragging him down to her level to smash her face to his and Ben gets the hint, reciprocating the kiss.

Anne giggles. "C'mere, Ben!" She said in a sing-song voice. "Come wit' me! It'll be jus' some fun~!" 

“‘Oh Anne, come with me we’ll get ourselves some plunder!’ Ben, ya fuckin’ crashed the ship. An' me clothes are ruined, how are we to get outta this fuckin' mess?" 

"Oh..." Anne blushed furiously at the images that materialized in her mind.

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